Angel God: Urgent! Waiting Online, Need a Body to Extend Life!

I feel like I'm... about to dissipate.

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone who had just recovered from a thrilling family drama suddenly went blank.

Everyone, including Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue, turned their heads sharply, their eyes fixed on the source of the sound.

There, was the very soul orb of the Angel God, which Lin Feng had extracted from Qian Renxue's body and which now floated quietly in mid-air!

After a brief moment of stunned silence.

Qian Daoliu's heart, which had just settled back into his stomach, jumped into his throat once again.

He gazed at the sphere of light, his voice trembling with boundless awe and anticipation, and asked cautiously.

"Ancestor...?"

"Was... was that you... speaking just now?"

The orb of light did not respond immediately.

Under the watchful gaze of Qian Daoliu's heart, which seemed about to leap out of his chest, it remained silent for a moment.

Then.

Buzz--!

A golden light, even more dazzling and sacred than when it entered Qian Renxue's body, suddenly erupted from the sphere of light!

The light was so dazzling that everyone present, even the titled Douluo, had to raise their arms to shield their eyes.

The light came quickly, and it went quickly too.

A few breaths later, as everyone slowly lowered their arms and opened their eyes again, their pupils suddenly contracted!

What was originally just a ball of light has now transformed into a semi-transparent, softly golden female silhouette.

The woman was clad in holy golden armor, and her appearance was near perfect. She possessed both the majesty of Deity and the gentleness of a woman, and was even comparable to Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue.

And her appearance is exactly the same as the tallest Six-Winged Angel statue standing in the center of Spirit City!

Angel God!

He really is Angel God!

After conjuring a phantom image, the Angel God's slightly bewildered golden eyes slowly swept across the entire scene.

When her gaze fell on Qian Daoliu, she paused slightly, her perfectly shaped brows furrowing gently.

"Who are you?"

Her voice remained ethereal, but the addition of form gave it a more realistic quality.

Qian Daoliu trembling, overwhelmed with excitement.

He suppressed his elation and excitement, straightened his robes, and bowed deeply to the illusory figure, placing his hand on his chest.

"Junior Qian Daoliu pays respects to his ancestor!"

"This junior is the Grand Elder the Spirit Hall in this generation!"

To prove his identity, Qian Daoliu's mind stirred, and a golden light shone brightly behind him. His sacred Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul suddenly appeared, and three pairs of brilliant wings slowly unfolded, radiating a pure aura of light.

Upon seeing that familiar Martial Soul, the confusion in the Angel God's eyes finally dissipated, replaced by a sense of realization.

Immediately, a complex and sorrowful expression appeared on her perfect face.

"Is that so..."

"The Grand Elder of this generation..."

She looked at Qian Daoliu and sighed softly.

"You've really suffered..."

All the worshippers present understood the meaning of the Angel God's words.

As Grand Elder of the Angel God, his fate was already sealed.

Or, they grow old over the long years, never able to break through the final constraint, and fall away with endless regrets.

Alternatively, they could become the final hurdle in the inheritance test of the next generation of Angel God, sacrificing their own lives and cultivation to pave the way for the birth of a new god.

Either way, it's a tragedy.

From the Angel God's perspective, this was indeed unfair to Qian Daoliu.

Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu's old face instantly froze.

He certainly understood what his ancestors were saying.

The problem is... the actual situation is completely different from what our ancestors said!

Bitter?

He's not suffering at all now!

He now works as a security guard for his seniors every day, and not only does he get to eat like royalty every day, but he also gets to participate in prize draws!

If you keep doing this, your affinity with the Angel Divine Power will eventually be maxed out, and you'll be able to inherit the divine position and reach the pinnacle of life!

Sacrifice?

Sacrifice my ass!

He looks so beautiful now!

The thought that he would not only not have to make sacrifices in the future, but would even have to "inherit" the divine position of his ancestor made Qian Daoliu feel a little guilty.

He couldn't very well stand before his ancestor, hands on his hips, and proudly tell her, "It's alright, Ancestor! Not only do I not need to offer sacrifices, but your Angel Godhood will also be mine from now on! You can rest in peace!"

That's absolutely despicable!

Oh, right!

Now that the souls of my ancestors have awakened, am I still able to inherit the Angel Godhood?

Or... should I keep it a secret from my ancestors and quietly obtain the Angel Godhood?

So, under the strange gazes of his old comrades, Qian Daoliu could only awkwardly turn his gaze elsewhere, cough twice, and reply in an extremely humble tone.

"Cough cough... It's alright, ancestor."

"This is all... what I should do as the Grand Elder."

They looked as submissive and aggrieved as could be.

[Ding! Detected that Qian Daoliu is performing a "loyal and filial son" act in front of his ancestors. The acting is exaggerated. It is recommended to deduct half a bowl of Egg Fried Rice from his bowl as punishment!]

Lin Feng's lips twitched. "System-chan, don't be so strict. Look how hard he works. He even lied to his ancestors for a bite to eat. What dedication!"

Looking at Qian Daoliu's "pitiful" and submissive appearance, the Angel God felt even more pity for him.

What a wonderful junior!

Despite bearing such a tragic fate, they remained so devout in their faith, without the slightest complaint.

Only...

She felt like something was off.

Strangeness.

She could vaguely sense that the Angel Divine Power within the Qian Daoliu was being excessively active.

His affability seems to far surpass that of any other Grand Elder in history?

Is it just my imagination?

With a hint of doubt, the Angel God decided to investigate himself.

A wisp of golden divine power peeked out from her semi-transparent phantom, cautiously extending towards Qian Daoliu.

However, just as her spiritual power was being probed!

"Hmm!"

The Angel God let out a painful groan, and the illusory figure formed from Soul Power suddenly flickered violently at its edges, scattering golden light as if it would be blown away by the wind at any moment!

The Angel God's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly withdrew that wisp of divine power with lightning speed, focusing all his attention on stabilizing his nearly collapsing soul.

"Ancestor!"

Qian Daoliu's heart tightened, and he subconsciously cried out in surprise.

It took a long time for the violently flickering phantom of the Angel God to finally stabilize.

Compared to before, her figure appeared even more ethereal, and her voice became barely audible.

"No..."

"The most urgent task is to find a body for me to temporarily reside in and stabilize my soul."

As he spoke, the Angel God's weak gaze began to re-examine everyone in the hall.

She already had a rough estimate in her mind.

The requirements for a vessel to house the soul of a god, even if only temporarily, are extremely stringent.

The bodies of ordinary Title Douluo are simply unable to withstand the divine power emanating from their souls. Forcibly inhabiting such a body would only result in the body exploding and the person dying.

Looking across the entire continent, the only one qualified to be her temporary "residence" is Peerless Douluo at level ninety-nine.

Peerless Douluo —what an extremely rare existence!

In an era, to have even one or two such figures is already a stroke of good fortune.

The Angel God has prepared for the worst.

The Angel God has prepared for the worst.

That is, in this seemingly extraordinary restaurant, only his junior, the Grand Elder Qian Daoliu, meets the requirements.

Although I'm residing in a younger person's body, it still feels a bit awkward.

But to survive, they couldn't care less about anything else.

However.

When her divine sense, like invisible ripples, gently swept over everyone in the restaurant.

The Angel God's beautiful face, pale from weakness, suddenly changed expression!

What the hell is this place?! Are the Title Douluo here just like cabbages growing on the roadside?!