True Sun Fire bathed the earth, its radiance eclipsing even the blazing midday sun.
Under this absolute, sacred majesty, hundreds of thousands of Soul Masters, soldiers, and civilians in the city fell to their knees in wild elation, crying out incessantly:
"A miracle!
The Angel God has manifested!"
"We welcome Your Holiness, the Angel God!"
Deep within the Pope Palace in the south of the city, Bibi Dong, who had been sitting cross-legged in a secret chamber devouring baleful Rakshasa energy, abruptly opened her eyes. A trace of purple-black blood seeped from the corner of her mouth, and malice and jealousy flashed through her narrow, beautiful eyes:
"Qian Daoliu... you undying old bastard. You really were willing to throw away that old life of yours!
Qian Renxue has become a god, then... hmph. Let the two of you fight until both sides are crippled.
My Rakshasa Godhood will reach completion in just a few days!"
High in the sky, Qian Renxue paid no attention to the worshippers in the city. Her gaze crossed dozens of miles of open air and locked directly onto the two figures before the Ling Tian Empire's central command tent.
Amplified by angel divine power, her voice thundered like an oracle from the highest heavens, reaching every person before the two armies with perfect clarity:
"Where is the ruler of the Ling Tian Empire outside these walls?
Where is the newly ascended Sea God?!"
"I, Qian Renxue, have inherited the Angel God's divinity and now wield Light Judgment!
Rebels beneath the walls, if you lay down your arms, surrender, and hand over the instigator Han Yu, I may spare your lives out of compassion for the suffering masses!
If you persist in your folly, all three hundred thousand of you will be reduced to scorched