Shrek in Uproar! Qian Renxue's Terrifying Talent!

Tang San frowned tightly and raised a crucial question.

"Something's not right. Xiao Wu is right—isn't Qian Daoliu, the Great Enshriner of Spirit Hall, still alive?

He was the previous generation's owner of the Angel Spirit. Why is Qian Renxue the one on the list?"

This question plunged everyone into deep thought.

After a long while, Yu Xiaogang slowly spoke, his voice dry.

"Judging by Tang Hao's appearance on the list earlier, perhaps the ranking evaluates the strongest among a spirit's holders."

"So there is only one answer..."

Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath and voiced the conclusion that made everyone's scalps tingle.

"That is, among all holders of the Six-winged Angel Spirit, Qian Renxue is the strongest!"

The moment he said this, the entire place fell silent.

After that brief silence came a wave of overwhelming doubt.

"How is that possible?! How could Qian Renxue possibly be stronger than Qian Daoliu? Qian Daoliu is a Level 99 Limit Douluo!"

Oscar widened his eyes, the first to voice his disbelief.

"Qian Renxue is only a little over sixteen now, isn't she? How could a sixteen-year-old be stronger than a Level 99 Limit Douluo?!"

"Exactly! Even Third Brother, the most talented among us, only became a Titled Douluo in his twenties!"

"When we were sixteen, we were basically still competing in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament. Back then, our Soul Power was... only in the thirties, forty at most. The gap is just too huge!"

"I don't believe it! This is absolutely impossible!"

The Shrek group all spoke at once, every face filled with shock and disbelief.

Tang San found the fact equally impossible to accept. He looked toward his teacher.

"Teacher, is this... true?"

Yu Xiaogang's expression was more solemn than ever. Recalling scattered information he had once received from Bibi Dong, he slowly nodded.

"I once learned from Bibi Dong that Qian Renxue's talent was unprecedented and surpassed even hers by far."

"Not long ago, she began undergoing the Angel Deity's inheritance trials—the Angel's Nine Trials."

"If... she has truly emerged from seclusion, then her strength may indeed be greater than Qian Daoliu's!"

Hiss!!!

The confirmed news exploded in everyone's minds like a thunderclap.

Everyone sucked in a cold breath. When they looked at the sky, only awe and fear remained in their eyes.

Sixteen years old.

Qian Renxue!

Surpassing Qian Daoliu, a Level 99 Limit Douluo!

Terrifying beyond measure!

Qian Renxue was terrifying beyond measure!

Spirit City.

Within the grand and solemn Worship Hall, the air was filled with a faint scent of sandalwood.

Qian Daoliu sat in the seat of honor. Despite his aged face, there was a trace of relief at having survived a calamity. Looking at the graceful figure standing quietly beside him, he spoke sincerely.

"Thank you, Lady Cai Wenji."

"If you had not intervened, this old life of mine would likely have been lost."

Qian Daoliu's voice carried a hint of emotion.

For his granddaughter Qian Renxue, for the inheritance of the Angel Clan, he could sacrifice his life without hesitation.

That was his fate and honor as the Great Enshriner.

But if one could live, who would willingly choose death?

Especially when he still had a chance to witness his granddaughter rule the world.

The woman standing at his side held an ancient Hu Jia Qin in her arms. Its smooth body gave off a warm, lustrous sheen.

She wore an elegant pale dress, and her temperament was gentle as water. She was Cai Wenji.

Yet her figure was that of a little girl, making her look especially adorable.

Hearing Qian Daoliu's thanks, she merely shook her head slightly, her voice soft and calm.

"There is no need for this, Great Enshriner."

"I am merely acting under orders."

"Under orders?"

Qian Daoliu's heart abruptly jolted.

A sharp gleam burst forth from his cloudy eyes as he stared intently at Cai Wenji.

This woman's strength was unfathomable. That seemingly ordinary Hu Jia Qin was actually a physicalized Spirit of boundless power. Even he found its mystery and might frightening.

And yet such a powerhouse was merely acting under orders?

That meant an even more terrifying existence stood behind her!

Who could possibly command someone like her?

Stormy waves rose in Qian Daoliu's heart.

At that moment, the gigantic Heavenly Screen above the hall changed once more.

Golden radiance flowed and gathered into a new ranking. A sacred aura swept down from above, enveloping the entire Spirit City.

Qian Daoliu instinctively looked up. When he saw the contents of the Heavenly Screen, he shot to his feet.

"What?!"

"The Six-winged Angel Spirit... is only ranked fifteenth?!"

His voice became shrill with overwhelming shock, full of utter disbelief.

"How could this be?!"

Qian Daoliu stared fixedly at the Heavenly Screen as though he wanted to see through the golden proclamation.

"The Angel Spirit commands the skies, judges all evil, and can even invoke the purest and holiest Power of Light between heaven and earth. What a noble existence it is!"

"And yet... and yet it is only ranked fifteenth?"

This completely overturned everything he knew.

The Six-winged Angel Spirit was the supreme glory bestowed upon the Qian Family by the deity. It was a top-tier God-level Spirit capable of directly inheriting the Angel God's divine position!

His granddaughter, Qian Renxue, possessed unprecedented Innate Level 20 Soul Power, and her compatibility with the Six-winged Angel Spirit had reached an unparalleled peak!

Such talent, such a Spirit, was only worthy of fifteenth place?

Qian Daoliu felt his blood surge. This result was even harder for him to accept than sacrificing his own life.

This was a trampling of the Angel Clan's glory!

"Just what kind of monsters are the fourteen Spirits ranked above it?!"

Qian Daoliu's breathing became heavy. He clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles creaked.

Cai Wenji, standing beside him, also showed a trace of curiosity in her beautiful eyes.

"I never expected even the legendary Six-winged Angel Spirit could only rank this high."

Her voice was soft, as though she were speaking to herself.

At the same time, a thought quietly surfaced in the depths of Cai Wenji's heart.

I wonder what rank my Spirit could reach?

Brother Qian Yu once said that, in essence, my Spirit is stronger than the Six-winged Angel.

But...

A trace of reminiscence flashed through Cai Wenji's eyes.

Among the many companions at Jixia Academy, my Spirit's abilities seemed to be at the bottom...

Meanwhile.

Jialing Pass, within a resplendent palace at the heart of the Spirit Hall Empire's army.

The atmosphere was so oppressive it seemed to have solidified.

Bibi Dong reclined against the Pope Throne at the highest point. One long, shapely leg extended from the slit of her luxurious Pope Robe, casually crossed over the other.

Black silk stockings wrapped around the perfect curves of her legs, while exquisite purple high heels adorned her feet, exuding an intoxicating allure.

She propped her chin up with one hand, her violet eyes lazily sweeping across the figures standing below.