Demonic Transformation

After the divine shadows of the two God Kings completely dissipated, the oppressive pressure suddenly vanished. Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi both let out a sigh of relief, their taut nerves finally relaxing.

The two exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with lingering fear and joy, before they raised their gazes to survey this strange space.

This place was entirely devoid of the desolation and deathly silence of a secret realm; instead, it was vibrant, warm, and peaceful everywhere.

The surroundings were covered in exotic flowers and spiritual herbs, with fragments of flowing light lingering between the leaves. A clear, spiritual breeze blew gently, carrying pure and mellow divine power of life.

The sky was clear and translucent, floating with a faint greenish-blue halo, while the ground was lush with vegetation. Wisps of vitality flowed continuously, gently enveloping their bodies.

Qian Daoliu felt this most deeply. Here, even without the suppression of Bo Saixi's life force, he could faintly suppress the Destruction Will within his body.

Because of this, Qian Daoliu gained a sliver of confidence in the divine trial task of mastering the Destruction Will.

"Hush!"

Qian Daoliu followed Bo Saixi to inspect the surroundings.

He then took a deep breath and said to Bo Saixi, "Xixi, let's begin!"

Time waited for no one. Although Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi held the advantages of location and mutual support, they only had one year to master the power of destruction.

Hearing this, Bo Saixi looked deeply at Qian Daoliu beside her and said firmly, "Alright!"

Subsequently, Bo Saixi released her first Martial Soul, Sea God, and her second Martial Soul, Life Scepter.

The emerald, translucent scepter hovered before her, and an endless, warm, and majestic vitality surged forth, with glowing green light swirling around it.

Pure and mellow life force seeped into every part of Qian Daoliu's body, precisely smoothing out the restless, surging, and violent aura of destruction, faintly imprisoning and suppressing the rampaging power until it tended toward stability and silence.

Seeing this, Qian Daoliu no longer held back and shouted to Bo Saixi, "Xixi, I'm coming!"

With a serious expression, Qian Daoliu released his own Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul and his second Martial Soul, the Destruction Scepter.

The moment the Destruction Scepter was released, violent power instantly filled the entire space.

The raging purple power of destruction surged wantonly, crazily invading the holy Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul. The pure white angel wings were continuously stained and covered by purple-black patterns.

Qian Daoliu tried his best to focus and maintain control, but the Destruction Will was extremely overbearing, constantly assaulting his sea of consciousness. His wings gradually turned an eerie purple, on the verge of transforming into a Destruction Angel.

Just as his consciousness grew hazy and he neared the brink of losing control, Bo Saixi shouted sharply, "Qian Daoliu! Quickly withdraw your Martial Soul!"

The thunderous call awakened his final shred of sanity. Qian Daoliu endured the intense pain and struggled with all his might, coordinating with the life force around him to barely retract his Six-Winged Angel and Destruction Scepter, thus avoiding the danger of being completely controlled by the Destruction Will.

Their bodies trembled slightly, both of them gasping for air, their foreheads covered in a fine layer of cold sweat.

They had nearly lost control on their very first attempt. The violent Destruction Will was too terrifying; even though their mental fortitude far exceeded that of ordinary people, they could not help but feel deeply shaken by the rigorous goal of mastering the power of destruction within a year, their hearts filled with endless gravity and anxiety.

"Xixi! It is I who have harmed you!"

At this moment, Qian Daoliu felt no joy from obtaining the God King's inheritance; there was only worry for Bo Saixi's safety.

"Qian Daoliu, don't say that!"

"The days I have spent with you are happier than anything I experienced in the first half of my life!"

Hearing Qian Daoliu's self-reproachful words, Bo Saixi hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him.

"Mm! Xixi, let me rest for a moment, and then we shall try again!"

"Alright!"

And so, time flew by. In the blink of an eye, Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi had already spent eleven months in this mysterious space.

Only one month remained until the end of the first divine trial.

After long periods of coordination with Bo Saixi, Qian Daoliu was already able to shake off the control of the Destruction Will by relying on his own willpower and Bo Saixi's assistance.

However, he was still far from the complete mastery required by the divine trial.

Just today.

As Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi were training together again, attempting to control the Destruction Will, Qian Daoliu became noticeably more irritable.

The Destruction Will manipulated the Destruction Angel behind Qian Daoliu, brandishing the Angel Holy Sword and the Destruction Scepter, and moved to strike Bo Saixi down.

It was Bo Saixi who noticed that something was wrong; she exerted all her strength to control her Sea God Martial Soul and drove the Life Scepter to resist with her life, only just managing to evade Qian Daoliu's lethal strike.

"Qian Daoliu, wake up!"

While dodging Qian Daoliu's destructive attacks, Bo Saixi searched for an opportunity to use the Life Scepter to awaken him.

Qian Daoliu's consciousness clearly witnessed everything. Watching the Destruction Scepter bear down on Bo Saixi with monstrous killing intent, his heart was in agony.

He watched helplessly as his beloved was plunged into danger, yet he was tightly shackled by the violent Destruction Will, able only to roar frantically as he fought for control of his body. Qian Daoliu's body fell into a brief silence, and his own will faintly overcame the Destruction Will within him.

Qian Daoliu briefly regained control of his body and said to Bo Saixi, "Xixi, kill me! I cannot hold on much longer!"

At this critical juncture, Bo Saixi gritted her teeth, her eyes resolute. Seizing the opportunity, she flashed close to Qian Daoliu and plunged the Life Scepter into his body. "Qian Daoliu, what nonsense are you spouting? I won't let anything happen to you!"

"Sea God Martial Soul, Ninth Soul Skill—Sea God Imprisonment!"

Azure, sea-like divine light suddenly erupted. Thousands of sea-patterned chains tore through the air, binding Qian Daoliu's body tightly and forcibly suppressing the rampaging power of destruction.

"Creak!" The destruction-form Qian Daoliu was briefly imprisoned!

Bo Saixi seized the opportunity, channeling her full power into the Life Scepter. A vast, gentle surge of ultimate vitality erupted to shroud the area, instantly pouring into Qian Daoliu's body and forcibly stabilizing his form against the violent Destruction Will rampaging through him.

The destructive power within Qian Daoliu's body subsequently receded.

Following this, the Destruction Angel transformed back into a Six-Winged Angel, its entire being suffused with an aura of sacred light.

"Qian Daoliu!" Seeing her strike succeed, Bo Saixi rushed forward to catch him as he began to plummet from the sky.

Qian Daoliu finally regained consciousness from his struggle against the Destruction Will.

"Xixi!~"

Regrettably, before he could finish his sentence, he lapsed back into unconsciousness.

"Xixi, kill me quickly!"~!

"Xixi, I'm sorry~!"

"Xixi, don't die!~"

Bo Saixi slowly sat down on the ground, gently cradling the frail Qian Daoliu onto her lap and carefully supporting his body.

Her fingertips tenderly caressed his pale, handsome face as she listened to his intermittent, pained cries, her heart twisting with unbearable agony.

Overwhelmed by heartache, she leaned down to pull him tightly into her embrace, whispering soft words of comfort, wishing she could bear all his suffering in his stead.

The next day, Qian Daoliu awoke from his nightmare, slowly opening his heavy eyes as his consciousness gradually returned.

As he shifted slightly, he realized he was resting securely on Bo Saixi's lap, held gently in her arms. The scent of her elegant fragrance lingered at the tip of his nose, and the warmth of her touch was remarkably vivid. An ambiguous atmosphere quietly spread, causing him to freeze instantly as ripples of agitation and tenderness stirred within his heart.

But soon after, an immense sense of self-reproach surged within him.

He knew that at his current pace, there was no way he could complete the Destruction God King's First Trial within a month.