At this moment, within the Angel Secret Realm.
Qian Renxue was enveloped in a glimmer of golden light. Before her, the Angel God Sword released an intense golden radiance, its surging glow bathing the entire Angel God Hall.
The patterns carved into the Angel God Hall began to stir with vitality. Faint light flowed through them, as though they had come alive.
A relieved smile appeared on Qian Daoliu's face as he murmured, "Tang Chen, in the end, I won this round. My descendant accomplished what we could not. It's a pity neither of us will live to see it..."
Qian Daoliu's obsession with Tang Chen ran even deeper than his feelings for Bo Saixi. Even at this moment, all he thought of was defeating his old rival.
"Grandfather, what are you going to do..." Bound in place, Qian Renxue watched Qian Daoliu walk step by step toward the Angel God Statue and the Angel God Sword. A powerful unease rose within her, and she cried out anxiously.
Qian Daoliu smiled faintly. "Xue'er, the Qian Clan's millennia of guardianship has been fulfilled in my hands. It is my honor.
Do not grieve over my departure. In this world, there are people you love and people who love you. Do not remain trapped in memories of the past. You should have an even brighter future."
"You must become the Angel God!"
Intense golden flames suddenly surged from Qian Daoliu's body, illuminating the entire hall. At that moment, Qian Daoliu seemed to become the center of the great hall. He transformed into a mass of Angel Flame, igniting the Angel God's inheritance.
"Grandfather—"
Amid Qian Renxue's anguished cry, the Angel God Statue, lit by Qian Daoliu's life, seemed to come alive. It pulled her tightly into its embrace as vast energy continuously