Lin Feng: Did You All Misunderstand Something?

The golden sphere of light touched Bibi Dong's back, under the desperate gaze of everyone.

The sphere of light sank silently into the sea, like a drop of water falling into the ocean.

Bibi Dong's body tensed abruptly, bracing herself for the excruciating pain of her soul being torn apart or devoured.

However, nothing happened.

There was no pain.

There was no impact.

I didn't even feel anything.

In the instant she was filled with doubt, a bone-chilling cold that sent shivers down her spine emanated from her chest!

Bibi Dong lowered her head stiffly.

She saw it.

The golden sphere of divine soul light was slowly and steadily emerging from her brand-new, perfect chest!

It was as if her body was nothing more than a meaningless veil of mist.

Before her brain could process this incomprehensible scene, she was horrified to discover...

The Angel God soul that had merged into her from behind seemed to pierce through her body, appearing in front of her and disappearing into Qian Renxue's brow without stopping.

"No!!!"

Bibi Dong let out a heart-wrenching roar, yet filled with endless powerlessness.

Buzz--

A dazzling golden light erupted from Qian Renxue's body; the light was both sacred and icy cold.

Seeing this, Bibi Dong could no longer hold on and let out a desperate roar.

"Xiao Xue!"

The restraints on Qian Daoliu and the others also quietly disappeared at this moment.

"Xiao Xue!"

Qian Daoliu let out a heart-wrenching cry, tears streaming down his face, and rushed over like a madman.

Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others followed behind him, their faces filled with grief and their legs weak.

On the other side, Bibi Dong held her daughter, who was radiating light and had already fallen into a coma, in her arms. It was as if all her strength and soul had been drained away.

She slowly turned her head, and her once clear amethyst eyes were now swallowed up by endless despair once more.

She looked at the man who was still lounging lazily in the recliner, as if he had just casually swatted an ant.

Tears of despair streamed down her perfect cheeks.

"Senior..."

Her voice was hoarse, like a broken bellows, and every word was a desperate plea.

"Please... please..."

She wanted to beg him to give her back her daughter.

But before she could finish speaking, Lin Feng simply raised his hand casually.

A simple action left Bibi Dong speechless, unable to utter a single word.

She saw it.

The man flicked his finger upwards slightly in Qian Renxue's direction.

A seemingly casual gesture.

The next second.

The sacred golden light that had been continuously flowing into Qian Renxue's body was suddenly pulled back from between her eyebrows, as if a rewind button had been pressed!

A complete sphere of soul light, radiating boundless sacred aura, reappeared in mid-air, hovering silently.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Qian Daoliu, froze on the spot.

The grief on the faces of Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others froze into utter astonishment.

The entire hotel was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at this scene that shattered their understanding.

Is it even possible to do that...?

Can you just go in and come out whenever you want?

This is the soul of Deity!

After a few breaths.

Under Bibi Dong's gaze, whose heart had almost stopped beating, the long eyelashes of the girl in her arms trembled slightly.

Then, Qian Renxue slowly opened her eyes.

Those golden eyes held a hint of bewilderment and emptiness, as if just awakened.

"I... I'm..."

Shouldn't she have had her body possessed by the soul of Angel God, her consciousness completely devoured, and be forever condemned to darkness?

Why... can she still think?

"Xiao Xue!"

A suppressed sob, a mixture of elation and lingering fear, exploded above her head.

Before Qian Renxue could figure out what was going on, a tremendous force came and she was pulled tightly into a warm, trembling embrace.

The force was so great that it seemed to want to knead her into its very bones.

"Xiao Xue! My Xiao Xue... This is wonderful... This is wonderful..."

Bibi Dong cried out incoherently, burying her face deeply in her daughter's neck, her scalding tears instantly soaking Qian Renxue's clothes.

A familiar scent, an unfamiliar warmth.

"Mother!"

Qian Renxue's mind went blank as she felt the maternal love she had dreamed of her whole life but never had. She subconsciously reached out and hugged the woman in front of her tightly.

At this moment, the Angel God, the Spirit Hall, and all grudges and affections became insignificant.

The mother and daughter embraced and wept in front of everyone.

The grievances and estrangement that had been building up for twenty years were all transformed into a torrent of tears during their reunion after this catastrophe.

"Waaaaah... Thank goodness! Xiao Xue is alright!"

"Big Brother, Xiao Xue is alright!"

Watching this scene, Qian Daoliu, a level 99 Peerless Douluo, was now like a child, wiping away tears from his face with his sleeve, trembling with excitement.

Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others also breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed to the ground.

It's good that you're alright, it's good that you're alright.

But what followed was a deeper sense of bewilderment and awe.

All eyes, without prior agreement, once again focused on the man who had remained calm and composed throughout.

The senior's cold and resolute demeanor just now clearly indicated that he intended to use Xiao Xue as a vessel to resurrect the Angel God.

Why... did you stop again?

Could it be... that His Holiness the Pope's desperate pleas softened the heart of this being who treated Deity as mere playthings?

For a moment, no one could understand it.

On the other side of the hall.

Dai Tianfeng leaned close to Zhu Chenfei's ear and whispered something in a thieving voice.

"Hey Old Zhu, did you understand? Did the senior want to kill her or save her?"

Zhu Chenfei's lips twitched, and he replied in a low voice, "Your Majesty, don't ask me. I feel like my brain isn't working properly anymore. Perhaps... that's what gods are like—unpredictable and beyond the comprehension of mortals."

While everyone was lost in thought, Ning Fengzhi, who had been silent all along, finally snapped out of his shock.

He looked at the mother and daughter who were crying their hearts out, and then at Qian Daoliu, who looked both relieved to have survived and confused.

He knew that the people from the Spirit Hall dared not ask this question.

Then it can only be asked by him, the "outsider".

Ning Fengzhi straightened his robes, stood up, walked to the counter, and bowed deeply to Lin Feng, his posture extremely respectful.

"Senior."

"This junior dares to ask... what was that just now...?"

Lin Feng lifted his eyelids, glanced at Ning Fengzhi, and then at the mother and daughter who were almost crying their eyes out. He couldn't help but mentally complain.

Damn it!

Finally, we managed to appease this mother and daughter who were absolutely unwilling to admit their wrongdoing.

It's so awkward it's unbearable.

A person driven mad by a lack of love.

Do I have to personally get involved and put on a grand "life-or-death" show before you'll reconcile?

Then, facing your question and with everyone's ears pricked up, Lin Feng casually made up a reason.

He swept his gaze across the crowd as if they were idiots, and slowly began to speak.

"Have you misunderstood something?"