The Truth Behind Spirit Hall's Downfall: Qian Daoliu's Sudden Enlightenment of Three Lives

Qian Daoliu was stunned. He hurriedly started reading from the beginning. Could it be that Tang Chen had not only survived, but become a god and shattered Xue'er's godhood?

He had always regarded Tang Chen as his greatest rival. He had painstakingly hoped that his descendants would become gods and surpass Tang Chen. Now, it seemed they had still fallen one move behind.

["Angel Descent!"

The divine inheritance had reached its final stage. A dazzling golden light burst from Qian Daoliu, even replacing the Angel God Statue inside the temple.

As that majestic voice rang out from every direction, all the golden light solidified within the Angel Temple.

The golden light in the temple suddenly dimmed. The Angel God Statue at its center had vanished, leaving only Qian Renxue.

Behind Qian Renxue, her three pairs of six wings had turned completely golden and spread wide. Her eyes were closed, her long golden hair streamed behind her, and she held aloft the Angel Holy Sword she had just drawn. Golden flames blazed across her entire body.]

"The Angel God, who disappeared from the continent many years ago, has returned." Though he knew the Angel Godhood had shattered, Qian Daoliu still felt his blood surge with excitement as he read this passage.

[Starting at the tip of the long sword, feather-like patterns began to spread downward, gradually covering Qian Renxue's entire body. Her clothes vanished completely, revealing the true form of a celestial god.

Her body could not move, but her soul awoke amid the pain. Qian Renxue felt numbness and tingling consume every inch of her, as if tens of thousands of ants were gnawing at her flesh.

In the midst of this endless agony, Qian Renxue's consciousness grew hazy. Suddenly, a figure appeared within her soul: Bibi Dong, dressed in a long robe, her bearing noble.]

"Heart demon!" Qian Daoliu barked. Though this had happened after his death, as the Angel God's High Priest, he knew this sort of situation all too well.

[Bibi Dong said coldly, "Didn't you want to surpass me? Don't you hate me? I'll be waiting for you. I was the one who killed Qian Xunji. If you want revenge for him, come find me."]

Qian Renxue's spirit jolted, and the intense itching eased somewhat. "Bibi Dong, I hate you. I hate you. You don't deserve to be my mother. But I won't kill you. I'll take the power you desire most, and make you taste the pain for yourself."]

"Good girl. This was the chance Grandpa bought for you with his life." Qian Daoliu felt deeply comforted.

He kept reading, and only then did he learn that the Godhood Inheritance was even more arduous than he had imagined.

[Just as cracks appeared in Qian Renxue's soul and it was about to shatter, another figure appeared within it: a man, a young man.

His long blue hair fell down his back, and his blue eyes, which seemed capable of seeing through everything, gleamed with profound wisdom. His tall, slender figure was noble and graceful. Before him, a harp floated quietly.]

Qian Daoliu's heart skipped a beat. He kept reading, then let out a long sigh as he watched Qian Renxue's body convulse.

He was over a hundred years old, and had devoted nearly his entire life to the Angel Godhood Inheritance. He had never expected his granddaughter to fall to a heart demon like this.

The Qian Family might not be royalty, but they stood among the very best of Soul Master families. So why... why were all their descendants so repressed?

Thinking back on the past, Qian Daoliu couldn't help shaking his head. He didn't want to say much about his son, Qian Xunji, but his granddaughter had her reasons.

She had gone undercover in the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace as a child, disguising herself from the time she was a little girl. After years of maintaining her cover, someone had seen through it—especially when that someone was a man. Naturally, it had left a deep impression.

That golden liquid—was it part of the Angel Martial Soul, or something unique to the Angel God? Xiao Wuji clicked his tongue in wonder, quite puzzled.

Watching his granddaughter, a god in her own right, lose to Tang San's Ring Detonation and struggle to overcome her heart demon, Qian Daoliu's expression changed dramatically. "Another one surnamed Tang! Another one surnamed Tang!"

He had failed to beat Tang Chen, but that was one thing; Tang Chen had never been able to do anything to him, either. He had never expected one generation to be worse than the last: his granddaughter had become a god, yet still couldn't defeat a mere Titled Douluo.

Fortunately, Spirit Hall had more than one god. Bibi Dong had inherited the Rakshasa Godhood. The two of them joined forces and eventually killed Sea God Tang San.

What Qian Daoliu never expected was that the dead Tang San would be resurrected, with three gods secretly helping him and deceiving Bibi Dong.

In the end, Tang San possessed both the Asura Godhood and the Sea God's Godhood at once. The Asura God was far above both the Angel God and the Rakshasa God.

Bibi Dong, the Rakshasa God, died beneath the Asura Sword, and the Angel Godhood shattered as a result.

"Shameless!" Qian Daoliu cursed aloud. These gods might have "god" in their titles, but they were no better than cliques banding together to bully an orphan and her mother.

Xiao Wuji smiled. "Those gods in the Divine Realm may be despicable, but was it exactly honorable for Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong to gang up on one person?"

"Qian Daoliu, you don't need to be so indignant. You're only angry because the Divine Realm didn't help you. You can rest easy from here on out. My help won't be any less than theirs."

After finishing the chapter, Qian Daoliu thought it over. It had described the Godhood Inheritance in considerable detail, then briefly summarized what came afterward.

Thankfully, the later events had only been summarized. If they had been described in detail, he would have been so furious his chest might have burst.

[Chapter 2: Qian Daoliu Reborn

Facing the enormous Six-Winged Angel statue in silence, Qian Daoliu blinked. After his Sacrifice, a wisp of his divine soul had remained. Once the Angel Godhood shattered, he had somehow returned to the past.]

Qian Daoliu had been wondering what was going on. Now that he had reached Chapter 2, he finally understood.

"So that's how it is." A smile spread across Qian Daoliu's face. "Besides the world that's unfolding as it should, there are two others on different timelines.

"One is the tragic world where Spirit Hall is destroyed. The other is the world where I'm reborn. I suppose my rebirth brought the Angel God's glory to the continent, so the Angel God sent these insights and experiences through the statue."

"Dragon Ball?" Xiao Wuji smiled faintly. Qian Daoliu certainly had an impressive imagination.

Having figured out how everything fit together, Qian Daoliu focused on reading. The point of his rebirth was the present.

["The Divine Realm!" Qian Daoliu's face twisted with rage.

After his fury passed, Qian Daoliu quickly regained his composure. With the advantage of knowing what was to come, this time he would surely make the Angel God rule the entire continent.

But that Sea God, Asura God Tang San, had been resurrected even after being killed by a god. How could I, Qian Daoliu, kill him?

Killing Tang San wasn't the key. The Divine Realm was filthy to its core. Only by destroying the entire Divine Realm could Spirit Hall's rule be secured.]

Qian Daoliu kept nodding as he read. It made sense. Since Tang San had been resurrected once, he could be resurrected again. Besides, that brat was nothing more than a lackey of the Divine Realm. Only by uprooting the Divine Realm could the problem be solved at its source.