Though Qian Renxue's Godhood had shattered and she had fallen back to the mortal realm, she still had her divine armor and artifacts. The power unleashed by a sacrifice to rebuild her Godhood was overwhelmingly fierce.
Ordinary gods could not interrupt her sacrifice. Only a god of Third-Level God rank or higher could forcibly reverse the flow of divinity and halt a divine sacrifice.
The void trembled faintly as a spatial passage slowly opened.
Three figures walked out of it.
The man in the middle had a gentle, refined bearing. Wisps of cloud curled around him, and he carried himself with quiet detachment.
To his left stood a silver-haired woman whose cool gaze looked down upon the mortal world.
To his right was a lithe woman with silver hair, violet eyes, and a plain white mask. Her air was unlike anyone else's.
Before Qian Renxue could speak again, the masked woman stepped forward and lightly touched a slender fingertip to her brow.
She uttered a single word: "Break."
A strange, domineering energy surged into Qian Renxue's body.
Her shattered Godhood, the damaged essence of her divine armor, her divine artifacts, her injured Martial Soul, and her chaotic, fragmented Soul Power all dissolved under its cleansing force. They reformed into the purest, richest life energy and physical strength, steadily replenishing her depleted body.
Her fatal hidden injuries were soothed away and completely healed.
Her body, once on the verge of collapse, was strengthened and tempered. Her muscles and bones were remade.
Vast stores of pure energy lay dormant deep within her meridians, blood, and flesh, gathering strength as they awaited awakening.
In an instant, life and death had been reversed.
Qian Renxue's mind reeled, her feelings tangled beyond words.
The good news was that she no longer had to die. Her