In the dead of night in Suotuo City, the usually quiet streets seemed to have been swept by some divine force, leaving them utterly still.
"..."
"Over in that direction..."
Qian Ling'er summoned her black soul rings.
She stepped into the dark alley with a heavy tread, her aura oppressive.
"Haah—!"
The golden glow around her no longer resembled scattered starlight. It had transformed into a radiance that shimmered like molten gold, surging with a powerful force.
That power came from her bones...
From the angelic bones deep within her soul. It was as if a giant hand, shaped like a divine angel, had violently stirred her heart.
"Right there..."
Qian Ling'er narrowed her eyes, staring into the distance.
Suddenly, a slender figure emerged from the dim alley.
It was the same familiar golden hair, and the same proud, cool demeanor.
Even the sacred aura that radiated from her seemed to have appeared once more.
The moonlight slanted down onto the girl's nearly perfect face, casting her shadow against the alley wall.
"Haah—!"
There was no soul power exchanged, no verbal probing.
Before the two met, the Angel God's Origin, which had been dormant within Qian Ling'er, slipped out of control.
The angelic bones within Qian Ling'er shattered in an instant!
"Haah—!"
Six enormous wings blazed open behind her, their feathers like burning gold. The six-winged angel's shadow rose into the sky, standing tall between heaven and earth.
And before her...
The Angel God's Origin, too, emerged uncontrollably, releasing a clear, ethereal cry. The shadow of the divine angel shone with a radiance far more brilliant than before.
"Is... is it you?!"
The Angel God's eyes flickered, and a clear, dark glow fell across the alley.
Her stubborn will crumbled the moment she saw the ancestor standing before her.
"Qian