This is merely my clone

"Indeed, kid. I originally thought you were just going all out to drag everyone down with you in a suicide mission."

The Evil God King also put away his amused expression, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow, his gaze turning serious. "Listening to your tone, it seems this grand performance hasn't even reached its climax yet?"

The surrounding First-Class Gods also erupted into a frenzy, their voices dropping to hushed, frantic discussions:

"Could it be that he did all this just to sabotage Asura's succession plan? To prevent the God King from interfering with the lower realms again and let the Douluo Continent return to its original fate?"

"That's impossible, right? To throw his own life away for that? Is it worth it?"

"Even if Asura's plan is ruined, how could a newly ascended God Official possibly withstand a God King's retaliation?"

"Could he have some other trump card? But he can barely stand right now; what kind of backup plan could he possibly have left?"

Every god was baffled. How could this Six-Winged Angel, who had calculated every step to the point of driving Asura to lose his composure, commit such a seemingly losing trade? He had risked everything to expose the God King's scandal, yet knowing full well it wouldn't shake the other's foundation—it completely contradicted his previous cunning.

Just as the gods were whispering and Asura's killing intent was about to solidify, Qian Chongguang suddenly moved.

He leaned on the Light and Dark Twin Swords plunged into the ground and straightened his body, inch by inch.

Even though his bones were shattered, his golden divine blood had soaked his robes, and the six wings on his back were tattered and broken, his spine remained straight as a sword that had never bent, showing not a hint of defeat. He raised a hand to casually wipe the divine blood constantly overflowing from the corner of his mouth, lifted his eyes to look at Asura, and curled his lips into a meaningful smile.

"God King Asura, I said from the very beginning that I had a backup plan."

His voice was not loud, yet it clearly drowned out all the surrounding chatter as he spoke, word by word: "And I never said that I only had one."

The entire scene fell into instant, deathly silence.

Asura's pupils constricted violently, his killing divine power surging to its limit, like a giant bow drawn to its breaking point, locking onto Qian Chongguang with lethal focus.

He had already suffered a massive loss once; he dared not underestimate this seemingly insignificant new God Official again—who knew what earth-shattering scheme he had hidden away?

The four God Kings—Destruction, Life, Goodness, and Evil—simultaneously reined in their auras, their gazes fixed on Qian Chongguang, filled with vigilance and doubt. They truly could not fathom what kind of leverage a newly ascended official could possibly possess while surrounded by five God Kings and dozens of First-Class Gods.

Just then, a sudden change occurred!

In the east of the God Realm, the Angel Temple—which had been silent for ten thousand years and long forgotten by the gods—suddenly erupted with a golden pillar of light that pierced the heavens and the earth!

The pillar was so brilliant, so holy, that it instantly tore through the vast sea of clouds in the God Realm, dyeing the entire sky a pure, radiant gold.

The incredibly dense light divine power swept out like a tsunami. Wherever it passed, even the spirit herbs and divine trees of the God Realm began to glow with a soft golden light. Its momentum was more than ten times stronger than the phenomena seen during any recent ascension!

All the gods on the Ascension Staircase had their expressions change instantly, turning their heads in unison to look toward the east.

"What is that?!"

A First-Class God who governed the laws of light exclaimed, "It's the direction of the Angel Temple! That is the resonance light of the Angel God Position's inheritance!"

"Impossible! Isn't the successor to the Angel God Position right here?!"

Another god was filled with bewilderment, pointing at Qian Chongguang, his voice trembling, "He is clearly right before our eyes; how could the Angel God Position's inheritance be triggered simultaneously?!"

"No, this power fluctuation..." Life Goddess closed her eyes, sensing the incoming light divine power, her delicate brows furrowing deeply. When she opened her eyes, they were filled with shock. "This is the genuine, raw fluctuation of a First-Class God's origin! It is not power that a newly ascended god who just broke through to level 100 could possess! Even if they had just inherited the position, the foundation is terrifyingly stable—it doesn't look like a fresh inheritance at all!"

The gods were completely stunned.

The Angel God Position inheritance had succeeded, and the temple in the God Realm was erupting with resonance light, yet Qian Chongguang, who should have been the successor, was standing right before them, covered in wounds and struggling to even move.

What on earth was going on?!

Every gaze instantly snapped back to Qian Chongguang.

Facing the shocked and bewildered stares of the gods, Qian Chongguang merely smiled calmly, as if everything were within his expectations. He gently shook the Light and Dark Twin Swords in his hands, and the blades began to flicker with faint, ghostly images, as if they were about to dissipate at any moment.

"How about it, God King?" He looked up at the livid Asura, his smile filled with mockery. "Are you all satisfied with this second backup plan?"

"What exactly have you done?!"

Asura's voice carried a suppressed, extreme fury and confusion. He could clearly sense that the inheritance light indeed contained a pure Angelic origin identical to Qian Chongguang's, but since the man was standing right here, how could this be possible!

"It's quite simple."

Qian Chongguang shrugged, his tone as casual as if he were discussing something mundane.

"The ant you have been staring at from start to finish—the one you held in your hand and beat for half a day, the one who exposed your scandal in public—was merely a perfect clone I spent a hundred years crafting, using one-third of my soul origin and the lifeblood of the Angel clan."

As these words fell, they struck like a thunderbolt from the nine heavens, crashing down upon the heads of every god present!

The entire place was deathly silent; not even the sound of breathing could be heard.

Everyone froze in place, faces filled with disbelief. Even the four God Kings were stunned, their eyes wide with shock.

A clone?!

So many gods, including five supreme God Kings, had not a single one of them realized that the flesh-and-blood entity before them—who possessed divine soul fluctuations and could even unleash light and dark divine power—was merely a clone?!

One must know that a God King's divine sense was capable of scanning the entire God Realm; nothing could hide from it. Not just a clone, but even the slightest flicker of a divine soul should have been impossible to conceal from their perception. Yet, they had been completely deceived by a clone, even surrounding it, debating it, and spending half a day deducing its motives!

The one most devastated was Asura.

His blood-colored divine power spiraled out of control, exploding outward, and the hard White Jade Divine Platform beneath his feet cracked into countless spiderweb-like fissures.

He stared fixedly at Qian Chongguang, his blood-red pupils laced with crimson, his voice trembling—

It was a rage pushed to the limit by extreme humiliation and calculation.

"What did you say?! A clone?!"

The being he had beaten, humiliated, and nearly crushed to death in front of everyone was actually just a clone?!