Qian Renxue felt she had no face to call herself a member of Spirit Hall, let alone raise the banner of its revival.
She had failed everyone in Spirit Hall, and because Tang San had smeared its name, it had become an evil presence in the history of the continent.
All she wanted was to do everything in her power to bring a little more peace to this world, where Evil Soul Masters ran rampant.
"Wait, Angel senior," Lin Yuan said excitedly.
What was he thinking? Angels were rare, powerful fighters.
Letting her leave just like that would be a huge loss for their side.
Lin Yuan couldn't speak for anyone else, but Angel Douluo could definitely give Ye Guyi the means to reach godhood.
"Young man, I've read some history. Is Tang San your enemy?"
"If he is, you don't have to fight him alone. You can join us. One more person means one more bit of strength."
Qian Renxue slowly shook her head and refused. "I've lost the will to fight for anything anymore, even if..."
"Do you think this is what your grandfather, that Angel Douluo from ten thousand years ago, would want?" Lin Yuan cut her off.
"In my eyes, Spirit Hall was never an evil force. There are still people who remember its great deeds from ten thousand years ago."
"It withstood pressure from the Soul Master nobility of the Douluo Three Kingdoms and introduced compulsory spirit awakening. It found talented Soul Masters, supported them, and helped them grow. In the ten thousand years since, not only have these things never happened again, they've actually gone into sharp decline."
"Tell me, is this what your grandfather and all your ancestors wanted to see?"
"I..." Qian Renxue was left speechless by Lin Yuan's rebuke.
Lin Yuan suddenly took "Qian Renxue" by both hands. Ye Guyi, who had never been touched by a man before, flushed bright red.
"After Spirit Hall was destroyed, Tang San destroyed the Capital of Killing but never established a new organization to contain the fallen. That's the root cause of Evil Soul Masters running rampant across the continent."
"If all you want is to spend your days killing Evil Soul Masters and letting things slide, then the Spirit Hall martyrs who sacrificed their lives for this will have died in vain."
"Our goal is to kill Tang San in the future and avenge my master and mistress. We want history on the continent to start moving again, instead of leaving it as someone's private garden."
"To wipe out the Evil Soul Masters on the continent, we must first defeat their progenitor, Tang San. Killing individual Evil Soul Masters is nothing but self-deception that treats the symptoms, not the cause."
Lin Yuan let go of Ye Guyi's hands and sighed.
"What if, in the future, we're just one strike away from ending Tang San's control over the Douluo Continent..."
"And you, Angel senior, are drinking with your disciple in some cellar. Wouldn't you feel regret when you saw our tragedy?"
Qian Renxue's lips moved. She didn't understand why Lin Yuan said she'd be drinking with Ye Guyi in some cellar.
But when she seriously considered it, if things really turned out that way, wouldn't she regret it so much she'd want to kill herself?
She had caused failure twice in a row. The first time, she had already wiped out all the glory of her ancestors.
Now she had a second chance to restore Angel's Glory and purge every Evil Soul Master under heaven. That chance was right in front of her.
If it really came down to her being the only one missing...
"Good lad. Seems I really have grown old," Qian Renxue said with a wry smile.
"The two Divine Kings truly have a keen eye. This boy lives up to the legacies you passed on," Qian Renxue said to the two Divine Kings.
"You bet. Congratulations on joining our great cause of defeating Tang San," God of Destruction said with a smile, cupping his hands.
Goddess of Life covered her mouth and giggled, not bothering to expose the fact that God of Destruction had simply grabbed Lin Yuan's soul.
"But I'm curious. Why did this boy say he wanted revenge on Tang San? What grudge do the two of you have against him?"
At the question, God of Destruction and Goddess of Life's expressions instantly turned terribly grim.
After God of Destruction recounted everything from beginning to end, Qian Renxue was furious, even without the rest of her facial features.
"What a despicable little man. I really..." Qian Renxue gritted her teeth in hatred.
She would rather die than say what came next, because one of the legacies involved her and Tang San...
Ye Guyi looked utterly shocked. This was the first time she, a native of the Douluo Continent, had learned just how filthy things were behind Tang San.
She had thought Tang San was a paragon of virtue and righteousness. Since Qian Renxue had no interest in getting involved in most affairs on the continent, she'd never bothered correcting that impression.
Well, now the whole illusion had shattered.
"This is great. We have two god-level seeds now. That'll give us a few more chances of winning," God of Destruction said happily.
Qian Renxue's lips pursed slightly as she reminded him, "Not two, but five."
"Hm?" Lin Yuan and God of Destruction both sounded puzzled.
"Your Excellency, Divine King, you probably don't know this, but there are actually many more divine inheritances on the continent."
"Perhaps because they'd gone too long without an heir, these divine seats dimmed one day ten thousand years ago."
"Now, all it takes is for a god who has already ascended to reignite an inheritance. Then anyone who has reached the required level can become a god right there on the Douluo Continent."
Lin Yuan looked at God of Destruction and saw that he was completely bewildered.
"Wait, I remember Tang San said there were no divine seats left on the continent..." God of Destruction's voice gradually faded before he could finish.
Then he shook his head with a self-mocking laugh. Why was he still believing whatever Tang San said?
Back then, there truly hadn't been many vacant inheritances in the Divine Realm. There weren't many now, either.
But there had been plenty ten thousand years ago. The Divine Realm had been full of vacant seats back then.
So that was why no gods from the Douluo Continent had ascended to the Divine Realm in all this time. Truly, Tang San was pure as ice and clean as jade.
"As far as I know, the Sword God's divine seat is still in the lower realm, without an heir. There are more than three divine seats. These are recorded in Spirit Hall's secret archives."
"And there's no fear of Tang San finding out, because before the Spirit Hall Empire fell, the first records destroyed were the locations of these divine inheritances."
After that, Qian Renxue shared with them the inheritance sites she could remember.
One of them was near the extreme environment Lin Yuan intended to visit, so they could investigate it while they were there to train.
"Even if they're all inheritances of Second- or Third-Class Deities, they're still quite good."
"The young generation on the Douluo Continent is far more talented than Tang San's generation. It's only a matter of time before they inherit those seats," God of Destruction said.
Lin Yuan nodded in agreement. After all, in the future they would have to face not only Tang San, but also the rest of the Shrek Seven Devils.
This would undoubtedly ease a great deal of pressure off him. They only needed time to grow stronger, and Tang San would be as good as beaten.
Ye Guyi then joined the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect. She said that her master had accidentally injured everyone when they passed out.
Since she had the strength to injure Cao Xin without anyone noticing, Cao Xin didn't look into it any further.
More and more monsters were gathering around Lin Yuan. Their lineup was far more terrifying than that of the first Shrek Seven Devils ten thousand years ago.