The Angel God Can't Sit Still! Metamorphosis!

"Let me see, have you lost weight? Sleeping in the wild and eating in the wind out there in that forest, you must not have eaten well, right?"

Today, Bibi Dong was not wearing her heavy Pope robe, but instead a light purple silk nightgown.

Those exquisite, perfect legs, wrapped in black silk, were crossed, shimmering with an alluring luster under the lamplight.

The concern in Bibi Dong's eyes did not seem fake; that heartfelt doting made Lin Qiu feel a warmth in his heart.

In this world, only the woman before him truly and sincerely regarded him as the most important person.

"It's fine, I'm doing great. I gained quite a lot from this trip."

Lin Qiu leaned against Bibi Dong's lap, just as he had when he was a child.

Bibi Dong gently stroked his hair, her gaze somewhat dazed.

"Indeed, quite a lot. You even scared off the Titan Giant Ape; the entire Elder Hall is talking about you now."

Her tone carried pride, yet also a hint of complex emotion.

"In the blink of an eye, that little one who didn't even reach my knees is now a man who can stand on his own."

"Sometimes, I really wish you would never grow up, and just stay by my side like this forever."

Lin Qiu looked up, meeting Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes, and said earnestly:

"No matter how much I grow, I will always be by your side, Aunt. No one can ever separate us."

Upon hearing this, the softest part of Bibi Dong's heart seemed to be struck.

She leaned down, pressing her forehead against Lin Qiu's, their breaths mingling as the atmosphere turned tender.

"That's a promise. If you dare to lie to me, I'll lock you up and won't let you go anywhere."

In the days that followed, Lin Qiu received unprecedented attention from Martial Soul Hall.

Several of the great elders took turns guiding his cultivation; Golden Crocodile Douluo taught him defense, while Azure Luan taught him aerial combat.

But soon, these old fellows discovered in despair that they had nothing left to teach him.

Lin Qiu's comprehension was monstrous to the extreme; often, they would barely start a sentence before Lin Qiu had already grasped it, even drawing inferences and offering deeper insights.

In the end, rather than guidance, it was more like Lin Qiu was demonstrating to them what the "Dao" truly was.

Time flew by.

Half a month later.

Inside the secret chamber of the Holy Son Palace in Martial Soul Hall.

Lin Qiu, sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes.

BOOM!

Two golden beams of light shot from his eyes, piercing directly through the stone wall in front of him.

In his chest, that Supreme Bone had finally finished its complete fusion!

A terrifying, indescribable aura erupted from the center of Lin Qiu, instantly blowing off the roof of the secret chamber and surging straight into the clouds.

The sky over the entire Martial Soul City changed color in an instant.

Golden light shone for ten thousand miles, accompanied by a thousand auspicious rays.

Within that golden light, it seemed as if gods and demons were chanting scriptures, and a True Dragon was circling.

Every soul master in Martial Soul City, whether a Soul Elder or a Title Douluo, felt a trembling from the depths of their souls at this moment.

They looked up in terror toward that direction.

"This is..."

Inside the Pope Palace, Bibi Dong stood up abruptly, her gaze piercing through the void toward the Holy Son Palace, her eyes filled with shock.

The elders looked at each other; that aura was vast, noble, and carried a domineering quality that seemed to strike the nine heavens and suppress the nine netherworlds. It didn't feel like soul power at all, but rather the roaring of some higher-level law.

"This aura... it's coming from the Holy Son Palace!"

Gui Mei's figure flashed, turning into a streak of black smoke as he rushed out of the main hall.

Bibi Dong could no longer restrain herself; she tapped her scepter heavily against the floor, her figure vanishing from the spot like a purple streak of light.

Her heart was filled with anxiety.

What happened?!

At the same time.

At the highest point of Martial Soul City, within the Worship Hall that symbolized the glory of the Angel God.

The old man who had been meditating with closed eyes before a massive statue of the Angel God suddenly opened his eyes.

Qian Daoliu.

This man, one of the three peerless Douluos of the current age, known as the "Invincible of the Sky," now revealed a look of extreme gravity in his eyes.

"Such a domineering pressure... it has actually caused the Angel God statue to resonate?"

"Simply... inconceivable..."

Qian Daoliu slowly rose to his feet, his gaze piercing through the thick palace walls to look directly toward the direction of the Holy Son Palace.

There, golden light soared into the heavens, and one could faintly discern a green lotus swaying alongside the roar of a colossal beast.

"Is it that child?"

Qian Daoliu was naturally aware of the youth named Lin Qiu, whom Bibi Dong had adopted.

However, he had always remained aloof from worldly affairs, focusing solely on guarding the Angel lineage, and had paid little attention to an adopted son of a different surname.

But the commotion today was truly too astonishing.

"If this child is not a paragon of virtue, then he is a harbinger of great evil. If he cannot be controlled, he will be a catastrophe for Martial Soul Hall and the entire continent alike."

"..."

Thoughts raced through Qian Daoliu's mind.

Regardless, he had to go and see for himself.

If that child truly possessed heaven-defying abilities, perhaps...

Three pairs of snow-white wings suddenly unfurled from the old man's back, and his entire body transformed into a streak of light, his speed even surpassing that of Bibi Dong.

Above the Holy Son Palace.

The once-sturdy dome had long since been reduced to powder by the golden light.

Lin Qiu hovered in mid-air, his black hair dancing wildly as his robes snapped in the wind.

At his chest, the Supreme Bone radiated scorching light like a miniature sun, golden blood flowing through his veins; every heartbeat sounded like the beating of a war drum, causing ripples to spread through the surrounding space.

Behind him, his two Martial Souls manifested simultaneously.

On the left, the Chaos Green Lotus swayed gently; though it possessed only three leaves, it seemed to bear the weight of the heavens and myriad worlds.

Every wisp of aura that drifted down was as heavy as a thousand jun, exuding the most primordial essence of life and creation.

On the right, the Nine-Nether Ao roared toward the sky, its nine heads hideous and terrifying, its body as massive as a mountain, surrounded by black-purple mist—the manifestation of pure, ultimate destruction and slaughter.

What was even more startling was that as the Supreme Bone completely fused, wisps of purple energy—that which the system called "Primordial Purple Qi," but was in truth the rarest essence of heaven and earth in this world—were coiling around the two Martial Souls.

The green lotus became even more vibrant and verdant, while the scales of the Nine-Nether Ao grew increasingly deep and dark.

The two Martial Souls were actually undergoing a form of metamorphosis and sublimation by borrowing the power of the Supreme Bone.

Qian Daoliu's figure appeared out of thin air a hundred meters away.

Watching this scene, the old eyes that had seen all the vicissitudes of life were filled with nothing but pure shock.

"This... is this his Martial Soul?"

Even from a distance, Qian Daoliu could clearly sense the terrifying potential contained within those two Martial Souls.

Even his own Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, which he took such pride in, felt as if it were being suppressed in the presence of these two behemoths.

It was an absolute crushing of quality.

"Inconceivable, truly inconceivable..."

Qian Daoliu muttered to himself, his fingers trembling slightly.