The Divine Examination Descends, All Sides in Turmoil

As the pillar of light slowly dissipated, the Snow God Hall returned to tranquility, yet that sacred aura still permeated the air.

Just then, a majestic female voice emanated from the statue: "The Nine Trials of the Snow God, commence. Candidate, Qian Lingche."

As that dignified voice fell, nine blue phantom cards suddenly appeared around the statue.

These nine cards circled Qian Lingche, gradually accelerating until they transformed into nine streams of light, diving directly into his sea of consciousness.

Qian Lingche felt a wave of coolness in his mind, as if countless pieces of information and power were surging within his consciousness, yet he could not immediately grasp them.

At the same time, a crystal-clear snowflake mark emerged in the center of his forehead.

Just as Qian Lingche was lost in thought, one card suddenly flew out from his sea of consciousness and hovered before him.

The card gradually enlarged, and a line of ancient text appeared upon it; simultaneously, that voice resonated once more:

"First Trial of the Snow God: Break through to Spirit King and obtain a 100,000-year fifth spirit ring."

"Time limit: Three years."

As the words faded, the card transformed back into a stream of light and flew back into Qian Lingche's sea of consciousness.

Qian Lingche slowly retracted his martial soul; the Six-Winged Angel behind him gradually dissipated, and his spirit rings faded away with it.

He landed on the ground, walked to the base of the statue, and sat leaning against it, tilting his head slightly to gaze at the statue's majestic and sacred countenance.

In truth, he had known of this Snow God for a long time; she had sought him out in his dreams.

Only then did he learn that, besides the Angel God, this Snow God also belonged to the Angel Clan. She could be considered his ancestor, and like him, she had been neglected due to a martial soul mutation.

Later, Qian Lingche realized that the power that had suddenly appeared within him when he first met Shi Yi had come from the Snow God.

However, he was no fool; it was impossible for the Snow God to be acting purely out of pity for a descendant.

It was only after Qian Lingche thought to build this Snow God Hall and the statue that the Snow God was able to bestow the inheritance trials.

The heaviness in Qian Lingche's heart was gradually replaced by a surge of joy.

"Sister..." he whispered, the familiar figure appearing in his mind.

From the Snow God's words, he had learned a piece of news that thrilled him to the core—his sister would also inherit the Angel God Position in the future.

This meant that both of them would stand at the pinnacle of this world, and he could become his sister's most steadfast support.

"That's wonderful..." Qian Lingche's fists tightened slightly. "This way, I won't be a burden to my sister, and we can walk side by side."

However, the joy did not last long before Qian Lingche's brows furrowed slightly.

He leaned against the base of the statue, his fingers tapping the ground unconsciously, his heart gradually filled with a sense of dejection.

"Absorb a 100,000-year fifth spirit ring..." he muttered to himself. "This is no laughing matter."

A 100,000-year spirit ring was the dream of every spirit master, but it was also extremely dangerous.

Even among Titled Douluo, not everyone could withstand a 100,000-year spirit ring, let alone him, who was still only a Spirit Ancestor with a distance to go before reaching Spirit King.

"The Divine Ancestor's trial is truly ruthless," Qian Lingche said with a bitter smile, rubbing his temples.

"Three years to break through to Spirit King is one thing, but to also absorb a 100,000-year spirit ring... the difficulty is simply life-threatening."

By comparison, finding a 100,000-year spirit beast was the easiest part; after all, there were some in the Star Dou Forest, and even more in the sea.

On the distant Sea God Island, Poseidon stood on high, her robes fluttering in the wind as she gazed solemnly toward the direction of the mainland.

"This is... the aura of a god..." she murmured, her tone carrying an unprecedented gravity.

As the High Priestess of the Sea God, she was naturally intimately familiar with divine power, and at this moment, she clearly sensed a strange yet immensely powerful divine aura rising slowly from the direction of the mainland.

Poseidon's brows furrowed slightly as she turned and walked into the Sea God Hall.

A look of disbelief flashed in Qian Daoliu's eyes.

"Is that... the Eternal Night Frost Song Hall that the child Qian Lingche built?"

"How can this be... this power, it is clearly the aura of a god!"

"Could it be... that the child has actually obtained a divine inheritance?" Qian Daoliu's brows knit tightly together, his heart churning with turbulent waves.

He only knew of the Sea God served by Poseidon, the one Tang Chen had gone to the Capital of Slaughter to seek, and the Rakshasa God inherited by Bibi Dong.

Yet this newly emerged aura was clearly not any of them, so which deity could this be...

As he pondered, Qian Daoliu's brows gradually smoothed, and a look of relief spread across his lips.

He shook his head gently and whispered to himself, "Yes, the child has a divine inheritance; his path for the future is already paved, and I can finally rest easy."

But at this moment, things were not going well for Bibi Dong.

The sharp, venomous voice of the Rakshasa God exploded in her mind: "Why! That Snow God actually chose a successor too! If she breaks free from her divine position, won't I be doomed!"

Bibi Dong's body trembled slightly, a flash of pain and agitation crossing her eyes.

She whispered, her tone laced with suppressed fury, "Rakshasa, what does this have to do with you? Does the Snow God need your permission to select a successor?"

The Rakshasa God's voice grew sharper, as if carrying endless resentment, "What do you know! That Snow God's strength has long since approached that of a God King."

"If it weren't for the rules binding us as deities of the God Realm, given the schemes I once plotted against her, she and the Angel God would have killed me long ago!"

Bibi Dong sneered, her tone dripping with mockery, "That is your affair, not mine. I only need to inherit your divine position; as for whether you can leave the God Realm alive, that is your problem."

The Rakshasa God's voice turned abruptly icy, "Bibi Dong, do not forget that you are my successor. If something happens to me, do you think you will fare any better?"

Bibi Dong's gaze turned cold, "Are you threatening me?"

The Rakshasa God said grimly, "A threat? No, I am merely reminding you that we are grasshoppers tied to the same rope. If I suffer, do not think you can remain unscathed."

"The Angel God and the Snow God both belong to the Angel Clan and stand in opposition to me. As my successor, do you think they will let you go?"

Bibi Dong was silent for a moment, then said coldly, "Enough! I will find a way, but you had best stop while you can, or I would not mind if the fish died and the net broke."

The Rakshasa God's voice gradually faded, but that icy aura continued to linger in the secret chamber, refusing to dissipate for a long time.