Angel God King

As Qian Daoliu dissolved into a brilliant golden light and vanished above the dome of the Healing City, Qian Xunji was left alone in the depths of the empty sanctuary.

He lowered his head to examine the super-artifact in his hands—the Oath of the Angel, which burned with holy flames. The ancient divine runes flowing across the blade seemed to possess a life of their own, resonating intensely with the Six-Winged Angel soul power that had just been reshaped and was now surging endlessly within his body.

Just as Qian Xunji prepared to store the super-artifact into his storage ring, a sudden change occurred!

"Hum—"

The Oath of the Angel suddenly erupted with an all-consuming, blinding light. Qian Xunji felt his vision turn white; though his body had not moved, his soul felt as if it had been violently yanked out by an irresistible, invisible giant hand. Following that same source of ultimate light, he instantly crossed infinite spatial barriers.

Qian Xunji did not panic, nor did he offer futile resistance. He knew clearly that such a pure and supreme aura of light could only belong to the origin of their lineage.

When his vision cleared, he found himself in an boundless mental space of pure gold. In the center of this space sat a terrifyingly majestic golden phantom, ten thousand feet tall.

"Oh? A variable? Interesting..."

A voice like a booming bell echoed through the space, making Qian Xunji's soul body tingle. The massive golden phantom slowly lowered its head, its golden eyes—which seemed capable of peering through past and present to see through all falsehoods—quietly watching Qian Xunji.

As the supreme existence of the God Realm, the Angel God King perceived the anomaly in this successor's soul with a single glance. It was definitely not the fluctuation of a soul native to the Douluo Continent; it was laced with too many strange colors that did not belong to this dimension.

Standing beneath the God King's immense pressure, Qian Xunji kept his spine straight. In front of a god, any clumsy concealment or lie was futile. If he allowed the other party to forcibly search his soul, he would not only lose all face like a puppet to be manipulated, but he might also suffer irreversible soul damage.

Since he could not hide it, he would seize the initiative and turn this greatest secret into a bargaining chip!

"Great Angel God King," Qian Xunji bowed slightly. "As you can see, I am indeed an anomaly. Rather than having you expend divine power to peel back the layers of my memories, it would be better for me to show you myself. I believe you will be... very interested in the predetermined fate of our Angel clan in another dimension."

With that, Qian Xunji opened his mental sea without reservation, actively stripping away the memories from the original Douluo Continent story regarding Qian Renxue. Seeing this, the Angel God King waved his hand, and a divine-level mental force assisted Qian Xunji in condensing a massive golden light screen in mid-air.

The God King raised his eyebrows in slight surprise, clearly appreciative of his descendant's frankness and courage. He tentatively probed his divine sense into the light screen.

At first, the God King's expression remained calm, but as the memory images continued to unfold, rage began to accumulate like a volcanic eruption within those giant golden eyes!

"Absurd! This is the height of ridiculousness!"

The God King laughed in his fury, his terrifying divine might causing the entire golden space to tremble violently. "In that so-called world, I, a god of the noble Angel clan, am merely a measly Level 1 God?"

The God King slammed his hand onto the armrest of his throne in anger, causing countless pitch-black cracks to spread across the spatial barriers.

As the plot progressed, the Angel God King could no longer hold back...

"My Angel lineage's peerless genius was actually bullied by that 'Dual God' coexistence nonsense cooked up by those two scumbags, Asura and the Sea God?"

"Preposterous! In this universe, that brute Asura, who has nothing but slaughter on his mind, only managed to scrape together a Level 1 God status after he went on a killing spree in the ocean to condense his godhood because he couldn't bear to kill land-dwelling humans! And that seafood-monger, the Sea God, had his faith collapse and his godhood waver back then because of Asura's rampage; he nearly fell to a Level 3 god, and only just recovered to Level 1 in recent years! Do those two half-baked idiots combined even deserve to touch a successor of my Angel clan?"

Qian Xunji listened quietly to the God King's impotent rage, laughing to himself. It seemed the intelligence brought by a transmigrator like him was nothing short of a thunderbolt to this proud and arrogant God King.

However, the God King's anger had only just begun.

When the memory progress bar reached Qian Renxue's ninth Angel trial, the dim illusion appeared on the light screen, along with the so-called golden liquid, and the fact that to cut off her inner demons, Qian Renxue had actually... with that man named Tang San in the illusion.

This time, the God King truly lost his composure. The ten-thousand-foot-tall phantom shook violently, as if he were about to be so enraged that he would manifest physically and descend into the mortal realm.

"Disgusting! Filthy! Utterly base!" The God King's roar was filled with humiliation and madness. "Is the Angel God of that plane filled with dung? The supreme god of light and justice, the judge of all sins in the world—and their way of cutting off inner demons is to... to go into heat? Ah?"

The God King stomped his feet on the throne in a rage. "The backbone of my Angel clan! The holiness of my Angel clan! All lost to this god-forsaken, foul-smelling divine trial! That old blind man Qian Daoliu on that plane is also a piece of trash for letting his granddaughter undergo such a trial. It is a supreme humiliation!"

Watching the God King in his berserk state, Qian Xunji quickly shielded his soul body, fearing that his ancestor might blow up this space in his fury. However, seeing the God King's reaction, his suspended heart finally settled. With this foundation of shared hatred, he had firmly secured his place under this powerful backer.

After a full incense stick's worth of venting, the God King's heaving chest finally calmed down. He panted, sat back on his throne, and stared fixedly at Qian Xunji. There was no more scrutiny in his eyes, only a burning, fanatical fighting spirit and expectation.

"Kid, although you are an anomaly, the Angel bloodline in your body is genuine, your talent is decent, and you are far more pleasing to the eye than that spineless coward Qian Xunji who died in a secret room on that plane!"

The God King waved his hand, and the entire space was once again filled with dazzling holy light.

"Hum—"

A pillar of light, as solid as reality, descended from the sky, completely enveloping Qian Xunji's soul body. Immediately after, a brilliant golden Angel mark was branded firmly onto the center of Qian Xunji's forehead.

A solemn and grand voice echoed repeatedly in Qian Xunji's mind:

[Angel Nine Trials, initiated!]

[Angel First Trial: Ascend to the Pinnacle! Trial Requirement: Within six years, break your own shackles and reach the level of a Level 99 Peerless Douluo!

Additional Condition: Six years from now, your eldest son, Qian San, must completely crush Tang San from that dimension at the same age of twelve in all aspects of strength!]

[First Trial Completion Reward: Angel God King affinity increased by 15%! The age of all soul rings on your body will be unconditionally increased by 5,000 years!]