Godly Trial!

Qian Renxue slowly loosened her crossed arms, supporting her exhausted body, and tried to stand up straight.

Her movements were slow, each tiny movement straining her aching muscles, but she eventually stood up, though she was still a little unsteady.

She gazed up at the statue, and in her golden eyes, weariness faded, replaced by an unprecedented steadfastness and... divine radiance.

However, just as she was experiencing a surge of excitement and feeling the transformative changes within her body—

All that could be seen was the familiar figure of his grandfather, Qian Daoliu, standing before the enormous statue, golden light flowing around him, merging with the golden flames of the statue.

"Grandfather?"

Her voice was hoarse from not speaking for a long time, and there was also a hint of bewilderment from surviving a disaster.

Qian Daoliu's gaze fell on her, his dignified face softening with an unprecedented gentleness, and revealing an indescribable complex emotion—a mixture of relief, reassurance, and a heavy entrustment.

Instead of answering her question directly, he slowly raised his hand and pointed ahead.

Nine enormous golden light screens floated silently in mid-air, like nine portals leading to an unknown divine realm.

They quietly exuded a sacred and vast aura, more restrained yet more unfathomable than the aura of the previous statues, as if containing the laws of the entire world.

"The Angel's Nine Trials..."

Qian Daoliu's voice was deep and resonant, echoing in the empty Douluo Hall, carrying a sense of vicissitude that Infiltrator the years.

His gaze swept over the hundreds of silent, golden plaques bearing titles on the surrounding walls, finally settling on Qian Renxue, his eyes shining brightly.

"The Nine Trials that countless Douluo Hall Masters have spent their entire lives guarding and waiting for... have finally come to pass on to you."

Qian Renxue's heart skipped a beat.

"Nine examinations?"

This wasn't the first time she'd heard of the Angel God Trial, but the number nine clearly carried a completely different weight.

She looked at the nine light screens, her golden pupils reflecting their light.

Qian Daoliu did not immediately explain the deeper meaning of the Nine Trials. Instead, he took a step forward, extended his broad palm, and gently stroked Qian Renxue's sweat-dampened golden hair, his gesture carrying the unique maternal love of a grandfather.

"If you are faced with eight beams of light, you will be the next Lord of the Douluo Hall, inheriting the glory and responsibility of this place."

His tone paused, becoming even more serious.

"But the Nine Paths... Xiao Xue, this has already transcended the scope of a mortal temple master. This is a direct summons from the very source of Angel God, a heavenly path leading to godhood."

He withdrew his hand, stood with his hands behind his back, his figure appearing both incredibly tall and incredibly lonely beneath the enormous statue.

"Don't ask why it's you. When the time comes, you will understand everything."

"From this moment on, your life will be inextricably linked to these nine trials."

"Every ounce of your Soul Power, every wisp of your will, must burn for this. This path is long, arduous, fraught with thorns, and may even... cost you your life."

His voice was unusually calm, yet every word Qian Jun.

"Grandpa will be here, watching over you, staying with you, until you complete all the trials, or... collapse from exhaustion."

Qian Renxue listened quietly.

The lingering pain in her body still reminded her of the danger she had just experienced; it was merely a hurdle before the Godly Trial began.

The Nine Examinations... just the name itself is enough to make one feel a heavy burden of pressure.

She looked at the deep expectation and undisguised weariness in Qian Daoliu's eyes, and a complex emotion welled up in her heart.

Grandpa had been waiting for this moment for far too long.

She didn't press for an answer; her grandfather's eyes had already explained everything—it was destiny, responsibility, and the opportunity that the Spirit Hall and the Angel lineage had been waiting for for countless years.

She took a deep breath, the heavy air filling her lungs, carrying the sacred aura lingering from the statue.

Exhaustion continued to wash over her like a tidal wave, but a more powerful force was quietly awakening deep within her soul.

That was the pride of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, and the indomitable spirit in Qian Renxue's bones.

She straightened her still slightly swaying body, the confusion in her golden eyes fading away, leaving only a rock-solid determination.

"Yes, Grandpa."

The sound wasn't loud, but it was incredibly clear, carrying a do-or-die determination.

"I accept the test."

As soon as she finished speaking, the nine golden light screens floating in front of her suddenly shone brightly!

The first light screen on the far left rippled like water, its golden light flowing and coalescing, finally transforming into an ancient and majestic divine script, which was imprinted into her mind:

First Trial: Divine Nature Tempering.

Duration: One year.

Content: Inside the Douluo Hall, the holy flames of the Angel God Statue are drawn into the body to temper the flesh and bones, forging the foundation of divinity.

They must endure the pain of being burned by holy flames for at least three hours each day until their physical body can bear the divine radiance and become spotless.

The cold words carried a massive flow of information, instantly allowing Qian Renxue to understand this seemingly simple yet incredibly cruel request—to draw the golden flames, powerful enough to tear her apart and evaporate her, into her body and willingly endure the torment of burning!

This is no longer about passively enduring pressure, but about actively embracing destructive power to forge oneself!

Almost simultaneously, the enormous Six-Winged Angel statue seemed to come alive.

The golden greatsword it held high trembled slightly, and the golden flames swirling around its tip suddenly contracted, then separated into a tiny Ember that was extremely condensed and resembled liquid gold.

This Ember was only as thick as a thumb, yet it exuded a terrifying aura that made Qian Renxue's soul feel a burning pain. As if it had a life of its own, it slowly drifted down, its target aimed directly at Qian Renxue's brow!

Qian Renxue's pupils contracted sharply, and all the muscles in her body tensed instantly.

Instinct told her that this thing was far more dangerous than that devastating pillar of light from before!

It contains not violent destructive power, but the purest and most primal divine fire, the core of the furnace for forging a divine body!

Her survival instinct almost made her retreat, but her grandfather's calm and unfathomable gaze fell upon her, and the four words "Divine Nature Tempering" in her mind were like invisible shackles, and even more like a burning belief.

She Bite her lower lip hard, tasting a slightly metallic sweetness.

No refunds! This is the First Trial!

It is the first step on the path to godhood!

Qian Renxue abruptly closed her eyes, no longer looking at the falling golden Ember, but instead focused all her energy on activating the Six-Winged Angel Soul Power that had just begun to recover within her body.

Crimson-gold flames rose from her body once more, enveloping her entire form, and the three pairs of wings of light on her back suddenly unfurled.

The Crimson-Gold Divine Flame on each feather burned fiercely, meeting the seemingly tiny golden Core Flame that represented the will of the deity.

There was no earth-shattering explosion.

The instant that wisp of golden Ember touched the Crimson-Gold Divine Flame between Qian Renxue's brows—

"Laugh--!"

Like a scorching hot iron pressed onto ice! A violent burst of white steam instantly rose up!

Qian Renxue's body trembled violently, and she let out a suppressed groan of pain!