"So that's how it is."
Qian Renxue's eyes widened involuntarily, her face filled with shock.
"It's starting!"
Qian Daoliu raised his hand with a solemn expression, releasing a strand of Soul Power.
Golden flames suddenly erupted from the Angel Statue's tightly gripped sword, flowing like water as they completely enveloped Qian Renxue.
The golden flames slowly circulated around Qian Renxue, carrying an irresistible holy power as they drew her body gently into the air.
As the golden flames gradually subsided, nine translucent golden light screens suddenly unfolded before Qian Renxue.
"It's the Angel Nine Trials!"
"The Angel Nine Trials that dozens of generations of Popes had awaited so desperately have finally appeared in you!"
As Qian Daoliu looked at the nine light screens, wild joy suddenly burst from his eyes.
After Xue'er becomes the Angel God, the old ancestor probably won't beat me at every turn anymore, right? At least he should show some consideration for the sake of a new God...
No!
Qian Daoliu suddenly froze!
The day Xue'er became a God would be the day he sacrificed himself. By then, his soul would be scattered and his spirit dissipated—how could he still be around to get beaten?
"Grandfather, what's wrong?"
Seeing Qian Daoliu weeping openly, Qian Renxue's face was filled with confusion.
"The nine light screens that appeared before you just now are the Angel Nine Trials."
"If there had been eight light screens, you would have become the next Great Enshrined."
Black-red light surged through the air, condensing into a figure clad in a dark robe.
It was Qian Cheng.
"Old Ancestor!"
Qian Daoliu hurriedly called out.
"Teacher!"
After pondering for a moment, Qian Renxue ultimately felt that this form of address was more fitting.
"The Qian Clan has been passed down for thousands of years. Most