Angelic Phenomenon

Only the two parties involved know what Qian Renxue said to Luo Chen during that meeting, and through Xiongyue Douluo's attitude, Luo Chen confirmed this fact.

Because of this, he became significantly bolder regarding these matters.

Just moments ago, he had even stated this matter directly.

Since the conversation had reached this point, neither of them hesitated any longer; Xiongyue Douluo led Luo Chen straight toward their destination: Martial Soul Hall.

After more than ten minutes, Luo Chen finally saw the full scale of Martial Soul Hall for the first time.

It could no longer be described merely as prosperous.

However, Xiongyue Douluo did not stop there, instead leading Luo Chen past Martial Soul Mountain and toward Worship Mountain, located deeper within Martial Soul Hall.

Unlike the prosperity of Martial Soul Mountain, "lofty" was a more fitting description for Worship Mountain.

Soon, before Luo Chen could even collect his thoughts, they arrived at the true destination of their trip: Worship Hall.

Landing steadily before the massive, towering palace, Luo Chen noticed a figure had appeared in front of the palace at some point.

It was another muscular man, though this elder looked significantly older than Xiongyue Douluo, and was even taller.

"Second Worship."

Xiongyue Douluo bowed to the elder, and Luo Chen followed suit, mimicking the gesture.

At the same time, his peripheral vision curiously sized up the man before him.

Golden Crocodile Douluo, Second Worship of Martial Soul Hall, a level 98 Super Douluo—so this was him.

Luo Chen could not sense a shred of soul power fluctuation from Golden Crocodile Douluo; he was no different from an ordinary person without soul power.

It was completely different from facing Xiongyue Douluo.

Upon seeing their salute, Golden Crocodile Douluo waved his hand at them quite casually.

"Xiongyue, you may return; your mission is complete."

Xiongyue Douluo nodded without a word, and upon receiving the order, he turned and walked down Worship Mountain.

Now, only Luo Chen and Golden Crocodile Douluo remained on the mountaintop in front of Worship Hall.

"You must be Luo Chen."

The two remained silent until Xiongyue Douluo was completely out of sight, at which point Golden Crocodile Douluo spoke with a smile.

His demeanor was entirely different from before; he had been stern with Xiongyue Douluo.

But now, facing Luo Chen, Golden Crocodile Douluo had switched to a seemingly kind state.

Luo Chen felt a bit flattered, but once he remembered the identity he was currently suspected of having, he felt relieved.

"Luo Chen greets the Second Worship."

Luo Chen bowed properly to Golden Crocodile Douluo again, a gesture that made the smile on Golden Crocodile Douluo's face widen.

"Good, good, good. Come with me; the First Worship wants to see you."

Laughing heartily, Golden Crocodile Douluo repeated the word "good" three times before turning to push open the heavy doors of Worship Hall.

Luo Chen followed in Golden Crocodile Douluo's footsteps, acting quite tactfully.

They did not speak another word along the way until they reached the deepest part of Worship Hall, where Golden Crocodile Douluo stopped before a golden stone door.

He stepped aside, looked at Luo Chen with a smile, and helped push the stone door open just enough for one person to pass through.

"Go in. The First Worship is waiting for you inside."

Luo Chen did not say anything else and nodded.

Taking a deep breath, he strode forward and entered the hall.

Inside the doors was a vast space constructed entirely of pure gold, with a massive golden chandelier hanging overhead and countless stairs ahead. Luo Chen did not hesitate and began to climb them step by step.

Soon, upon reaching the top of the stairs, he saw a giant golden statue at the end.

It was sacred and felt strangely intimate; at a single glance, Luo Chen recognized it.

That statue was his own Martial Soul, the Six-Winged Angel—it was as if it had been carved from the same mold.

But what caught Luo Chen's attention most was the figure praying devoutly before the statue.

With golden hair draped over his back, Luo Chen already understood who he was.

Without speaking, Luo Chen stood quietly to the side, waiting for the prayer ritual to conclude.

Nearly ten minutes passed this way before Qian Daoliu finally stood up, turned around, and directed his calm yet majestic gaze toward Luo Chen, who had been waiting for a long time.

"Child, come here."

Qian Daoliu's voice was beyond question, yet even though nothing was explicitly said, Luo Chen noticed that Qian Daoliu had clearly been stunned for a moment the instant he saw his face.

He did not point it out, however, and instead walked forward obediently.

But just as Qian Daoliu was observing him closely and Luo Chen was still walking forward, a sudden change occurred.

The Angel Statue, which had been standing there, suddenly manifested a strange phenomenon.

Golden holy light engulfed the entire statue, and Luo Chen, too, was shrouded in the golden glow.

Qian Daoliu was completely stunned. He raised his hand, intending to intervene, but it froze abruptly in mid-air. He looked up at Luo Chen, who was enveloped in golden light and slowly rising to hover level with the Angel Statue, and fell into a state of daze and confusion.

Having served the Angel God for so many years, this was the first time he had ever seen the statue undergo such an anomaly, aside from the two times it had bestowed divine trials.

Meanwhile, Luo Chen, the person at the center of it all, was equally bewildered.

Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

This was a development he had never anticipated.

Before coming here, he had never once imagined that he would trigger a reaction from the Angel God; after all, he was supposed to be an outsider.

Therefore, it wasn't just Qian Daoliu—Luo Chen himself was at a loss.

Moreover, wrapped in that golden light, he was completely unable to move, unable to even open his mouth.

The only thing Luo Chen could feel right now was a sense of warmth and comfort.

Slowly, he stopped trying to resist and began to accept it.

This state lasted for about half an hour, until the golden light enveloping the Angel Statue finally condensed into a single point of light at the center of the statue's brow, slowly merging into Luo Chen's body.

Following that, Luo Chen was lowered back to the ground, and the golden light vanished.

Luo Chen: "???"

Once all the anomalies had faded, the first to react was Qian Daoliu, who rushed to Luo Chen's side immediately.

He gripped Luo Chen's shoulders with both hands, his eyes filled with shock as he looked at him.

"Child, how do you feel now?"

"..."

After a brief silence, Luo Chen shook his head gently.

"I just felt very warm and comfortable a moment ago, but now, I don't feel anything at all."

This was the truth; it was exactly the state he had experienced from beginning to end.

But soon, his eyes lit up as an idea flashed through his mind, though he maintained his previous expression on the surface.

The excited Qian Daoliu did not notice the subtle change in Luo Chen's expression; he continued to examine Luo Chen's body, repeatedly checking him with his spirit power.

At this moment, in Qian Daoliu's heart, whether Luo Chen belonged to the Qian Family no longer mattered, not when he could trigger such an anomaly from the Angel God.