The Truth of Spirit Hall's Demise, Qian Daoliu's Enlightenment Across Three Lives

Qian Daoliu was shocked and hurriedly read from the beginning. Could it be that that fellow Tang Chen was not only alive but had also become a god, shattering Xue'er's godhood?

He had always regarded Tang Chen as his formidable rival, painstakingly hoping his descendants would attain godhood to surpass him. Now, it seemed he was still a move behind.

["Angel Descent!"

As the inheritance reached its final stage, a brilliant golden light erupted from Qian Daoliu, even replacing the Angel statue within the temple.

Accompanied by that majestic voice echoing from all directions, all the golden light solidified within the Angel Temple.

The golden radiance on the temple suddenly dimmed; the Angel statue in the center had vanished, leaving only Qian Renxue behind.

Behind Qian Renxue, those three pairs of Six-Winged Angel wings fully unfurled, turning completely golden. She kept her eyes closed, letting her long golden hair fly behind her head. Her right hand held high the newly drawn Angel Holy Sword, and her entire body bloomed with intense golden flames.]

"The Angel God, who has been absent from the continent for many years, has reappeared." Although he knew the Angel godhood was shattered, seeing this passage still made Qian Daoliu's blood boil with excitement.

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

Her body could not move, but her soul awakened in agony. Qian Renxue felt a numbing sensation everywhere, as if thousands of ants were gnawing at her body.

Amidst this endless pain, Qian Renxue's consciousness gradually blurred. Suddenly, a figure appeared within her soul—the noble Bibi Dong, dressed in long robes.]

"Inner demon!" Qian Daoliu shouted in a low voice. Although this happened after his death, as the High Priest of the Angel God, he was well aware of such situations.

[Bibi Dong said coldly, "Don't you want to surpass me? Don't you hate me? I am waiting for you. It was I who killed Qian Xunji. If you want to avenge him, come find me."

Qian Renxue's spirit jolted, and the intense numbness eased slightly. "Bibi Dong, I hate you, I hate you. You are not fit to be my mother at all. But I will not kill you; I will take away the power you desire most and let you taste the bitterness of suffering yourself."]

"Good child, this is the opportunity your grandfather traded his life for." Qian Daoliu felt deeply comforted.

He continued reading downward, only then realizing that the inheritance of godhood was even more arduous than he had imagined.

[Just as cracks appeared in Qian Renxue's soul and it was on the verge of shattering, another figure appeared within her soul—a man, a young man.

His long blue hair draped over his back, and his blue eyes, which seemed capable of seeing through everything, were filled with the light of profound wisdom. His slender figure was noble and elegant, and a harp floated quietly before him.]

Qian Daoliu's heart skipped a beat. He continued reading, sighing as he watched Qian Renxue's body convulse.

He was over a hundred years old and had devoted almost his entire life to the Angel godhood inheritance. He had not expected his granddaughter to be defeated by such an inner demon.

Although the Qian family was not royalty, they were at the pinnacle of Spirit Master clans. Why... why were their descendants so repressed?

Qian Daoliu recalled the past and couldn't help but shake his head. He didn't want to say much about his son, Qian Xunji, but his granddaughter's situation was understandable.

She had infiltrated the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace at a young age, disguising herself since she was a little girl. To have her disguise seen through after so many years, especially by a man, naturally left a deep impression.

Golden liquid—is it the Angel Spirit, or something exclusive to the Angel God? Xiao Wuji wondered to himself, feeling quite puzzled.

Seeing his granddaughter defeated by Tang San's ring-detonation technique despite her divine status, and unable to overcome her inner demon, Qian Daoliu's expression changed drastically. "It's that Tang surname again! Always that Tang surname!"

It was one thing that he couldn't beat Tang Chen, and Tang Chen couldn't do anything to him either, but he hadn't expected each generation to be worse than the last. His granddaughter had become a god, yet she was no match for a Titled Douluo.

Fortunately, Spirit Hall possessed more than one god. Bibi Dong inherited the Rakshasa godhood, and the two joined forces to eventually kill the Sea God, Tang San.

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

In the end, Tang San simultaneously possessed both the Asura God and Sea God titles, and that Asura God was far superior to the Angel God and Rakshasa God.

The Rakshasa God, Bibi Dong, died under the Asura Sword, and the Angel godhood was shattered as a result.

"Shameless!" Qian Daoliu cursed. These so-called gods, despite the title, were nothing but cliques who bullied a lone orphan and a widow.

Xiao Wuji smiled. "The gods of the God Realm are indeed despicable, but was it honorable for Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong to gang up on one person?"

"Qian Daoliu, there is no need for such righteous indignation. What you hate is merely that the God Realm didn't help you. You can rest assured from here on out; my help will be no less than that of the God Realm."

Qian Daoliu finished the chapter and reflected. This chapter detailed the inheritance of godhood quite thoroughly, while the subsequent experiences were summarized briefly.

It was fortunate that it was a summary; if it had been written in detail, he would have been furious enough to burst.

[Chapter 2: Qian Daoliu's Rebirth

Facing the massive Six-Winged Angel statue in silence, Qian Daoliu blinked. After his sacrifice, a wisp of his soul remained, and after the Angel godhood shattered, he had actually returned to the past.]

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

"So that's how it is." A smile appeared on Qian Daoliu's face. "Beyond the world that operates on its own, there are two others that differ on the timeline. One is naturally the tragic world where Spirit Hall was destroyed, and the other is the world where I was reborn. It must be that the reborn me allowed the glory of the Angel God to shine upon the continent, and specifically transmitted my insights and experiences through the Angel statue."

"Dragon Ball?" Xiao Wuji smiled slightly. This Qian Daoliu had quite an astonishing imagination.

Having understood the connections, Qian Daoliu focused on reading. The point of his rebirth was the present moment.

["A fine God Realm indeed!" A ferocious look appeared on Qian Daoliu's face.

After his rage subsided, Qian Daoliu quickly calmed down. With the advantage of foresight, in this life, he would definitely make the Angel God rule the entire continent.

However, if that Sea God or Asura God Tang San could be resurrected even after dying at the hands of gods, how could he, Qian Daoliu, kill him?

Killing Tang San was not the key. The God Realm was filthy; only by destroying the entire God Realm could he ensure the rule of Spirit Hall.]

Qian Daoliu nodded from time to time as he read. The logic held up; since Tang San could be resurrected once, he could be resurrected twice. Besides, that brat was nothing but a lackey of the God Realm. Only by eradicating the God Realm could the problem be solved at its root.