Qian Renxue knew that her granddaughter, Qian Renxue, would eventually inherit the Angel God's divine position. As the guardian of the Angel God's divine position, she would ultimately have to sacrifice her life so that Qian Renxue could smoothly become the new Angel God.
For that goal, she had no choice but to leave Spirit City, which she had guarded her entire life. No matter how reluctant she was, she had to pave the way for her granddaughter's future.
Qian Daoliu let out a soft sigh and looked once more at the ruins, his eyes filled with helplessness and resolve.
Then, with Qian Renxue in tow, he turned and vanished from the mountaintop, leaving only the destroyed Spirit City to speak of its former glory and present desolation in the wind.
Qian Renxue followed behind Qian Daoliu, her steps as heavy as if they had been filled with lead.
Her gaze remained fixed on the smoking ruins in the distance. The once magnificent Spirit City was now nothing but broken walls and rubble, its familiar buildings utterly erased beneath the bombardment.
It felt as though an invisible hand had clenched around her heart, and suffocating pain spread through her chest.
Qian Renxue had grown up in Spirit City, though it had never given her much warmth.
Bibi Dong had always looked at her with cold disgust, while the elders gathered around her mother had kept her at arm's length.
Qian Renxue even felt that the years she had spent posing as Xue Qinghe in Heaven Dou City had felt more like living than her days in Spirit City.
But this was still her home.
No matter how harshly Bibi Dong had treated her or how much malice she had held toward her, Bibi Dong was still the mother who had