Qian Daoliu: You and the Sea God couldn't have been together before, could you?

Passing through that swirling golden vortex, the scene before my eyes suddenly opened up.

This was a vast, boundless space, with pure white light filling every corner, as if one were standing in an ocean of radiance.

The air flowed with a sacred aura so dense it had almost materialized.

Directly ahead, a statue of an angel standing several dozen zhang tall stood silently, wings spread wide, face solemn—it was the very incarnation of the Angel God.

Qian Daoliu walked before the statue, his expression reverent. He first bowed respectfully, then knelt on both knees, his posture one of absolute piety.

Soon, the previously dormant statue began to emit a brilliant golden light.

The light gathered and swirled like a living thing, eventually condensing into a graceful, beautiful silhouette.

It was a woman, possessing a peerless beauty that defied description.

A long golden dress outlined her perfect curves, the white, jade-like legs exposed beneath the hem were slender and shapely, and the pair of golden high heels on her feet added a touch of nobility.

She was surrounded by a faint halo, exuding both holiness and majesty.

She was the founder of Martial Soul Hall, the only human on the Douluo Continent to achieve godhood ten thousand years ago—the Angel God.

"Rise." The Angel God's voice was like heavenly music, soft yet carrying an unquestionable majesty.

Qian Daoliu rose respectfully and stood to the side with his head bowed, not even daring to look up directly.

The Angel God's gaze swept past him without a moment's pause, landing directly on Ye Qing, who stood not far away.

Those golden eyes held a sense of scrutiny, along with a trace of indescribable complexity.

"Child, come here and let me see you." She extended a hand, her tone gentle, as if calling to one of her own descendants.

Ye Qing did not hesitate and stepped forward.

He could feel that this Angel God held no malice toward him; on the contrary, there was an inexplicable sense of closeness.

He guessed it might stem from the Seraphim Martial Soul within his body.

In fact, this was understandable; after all, the Seraphim was originally a branch of the angel lineage.

Although the Six-Winged Angel was not as high in quality as the Seraphim, they were, in any case, of the same origin.

Under Ye Qing's puzzled gaze, the Angel God placed her delicate, jade-white hand gently atop his head.

In an instant, a stream of pure, divine light power surged into his body, gentle yet impossible to resist.

Feeling the resonance of the divine angel power, the Seraphim Martial Soul within Ye Qing released itself uncontrollably.

Six golden wings of light unfurled, the sacred aura reflecting and shimmering against the light of this space.

Just then, a beam of deep blue light suddenly shot out from Ye Qing's forehead, carrying the vast, surging aura of the deep sea, as if resisting the power of the Angel God.

"Hmph."

Seeing this, the Angel God's pupils constricted, a cold sneer tugged at the corner of her mouth, and her sacred aura suddenly erupted outward.

Immediately following, an invisible pressure instantly sent the Sea God Trident flying away.

She looked at the familiar weapon not far away, her beautiful eyes narrowing, her tone filled with undisguised mockery: "That dog, the Sea God, actually gave you even the Trident. It seems he really is unwilling to return you to me."

"What?!"

As these words fell, Ye Qing and Qian Daoliu were both stunned, their faces filled with shock.

The Sea God was unwilling to return him to her?

What did that mean?

Could it be that the Angel God also wanted to pass her godhood to Ye Qing?

Waves surged in Ye Qing's heart, though he quickly calmed down.

To him, the Angel God's position was equal in realm to the Sea God's, though the Angel God's position was indeed more compatible with his Seraphim Martial Soul.

But this sudden turn of events still caught him off guard.

Because in the past, he had always assumed that only the Qian family could inherit the Angel God's position.

He had not expected things to be somewhat different from what he had imagined.

Compared to Ye Qing, Qian Daoliu's reaction was far more intense.

After he regained his senses, he looked up abruptly, his eyes filled with disbelief and a trace of panic.

The Qian family had guarded the angel inheritance for ten thousand years, all for the sake of one day allowing their kin to inherit the Angel God's position and let the glory of the angels shine upon the continent once more.

But now, the Angel God had actually said the Sea God was unwilling to return him to her—did this not mean she had long since viewed Ye Qing as her own successor?

Then what did that make the Qian family?

Clowns?

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but under the sacred gaze of the Angel God, he swallowed all his words.

How could a mortal question the will of a deity?

The Angel God ignored their shock, her gaze returning to Ye Qing and the six wings of light behind him, a flash of satisfaction in her eyes: "Not bad, even purer than I expected. The Seraphim is originally of my lineage; you should have inherited my godhood, yet that fellow, the Sea God, got there first. It is truly preposterous."

Ye Qing understood; it seemed this Angel God had truly set her sights on him. He spoke cautiously: "Senior, the inheritance of godhood may perhaps be governed by heaven's will."

"Heaven's will?"

The Angel God let out a soft chuckle, her laughter tinged with a hint of arrogance as she spoke domineeringly, "My will is Heaven's will. Child, remember this: only the Angel God position is the most suitable destination for you. As for the Sea God, I shall speak with him personally."

Her tone was relaxed, as if she were discussing a trivial matter, yet it caused Qian Daoliu's heart to tremble violently.

The Angel God intended to negotiate with the Sea God in person?

All for the sake of contending over the ownership of a successor?

Such a thing had likely not occurred in ten thousand years!

Hearing the words "Heaven's will," the doubts in Ye Qing's heart could no longer be suppressed.

He looked up at the noble and stunning woman before him and asked, "Lord Angel God, I can understand why you have taken a fancy to me; after all, my Martial Soul is the Seraphim, which shares the same lineage as you. But why would Lord Sea God choose me? He governs the vast ocean and should know that my Martial Soul is not compatible with his divine position. It couldn't be... that the two of you have a grudge in the God Realm, and he chose me specifically to spite you?"

This question was blunt, even bordering on audacious.

After all, both the Angel God and the Sea God were supreme deities; for a mortal to speculate on their relationship was inherently disrespectful.

Yet, he truly could not fathom it.

Tang San's Blue Silver Grass could inherit the Sea God position because it at least had some connection to water.

But his Seraphim Martial Soul was pure light and flame from head to toe, having absolutely nothing to do with the ocean. How did he catch the Sea God's eye?

Qian Daoliu, listening from the side, could not help but nod. He hesitated before speaking, his voice lowered to a whisper, "Lord Angel God, could it be that... you and Lord Sea God were once... together?"

"What?!"

Ye Qing's eyes widened instantly, and he nearly lost control of his expression.

Qian Daoliu's train of thought was far too bizarre!

How could he possibly jump to such a conclusion?

And more importantly, he actually dared to say it out loud!

The Angel God was even more stunned, her beautiful face filled with bewilderment, as if she had just heard the most absurd statement in the world.

The holy radiance surrounding her flickered, clearly shaken by the remark.

Qian Daoliu felt a chill under the gaze of the two, swallowed hard, and braced himself to explain, "Just think about it, how else could this be explained? Ye Qing awakened an Angel Martial Soul on Sea God Island and simultaneously received the Sea God's inheritance; this defies all logic. If the two of you didn't have... a special relationship, how could such a thing happen?"