Senior Brother Returns!

Deep within the Angel Temple, the golden stone doors of the cultivation chamber slowly slid apart.

When Qian Yaoting stepped out, the lingering waves of his Soul Power still trembled through the air, making the lamps along the corridor glow brighter than usual.

He paused at the threshold and rolled his shoulders and neck. His joints cracked sharply. He had grown taller over the past three years, and his shoulders and back had broadened.

His Seraphim Martial Soul lay dormant within him. The crimson-gold flame patterns along the edges of its wings had settled, though a trace of heat still occasionally swept across his skin.

Level seventy-four Soul Saint.

Seventh Soul Ring: hundred-thousand-year level, red.

Three years of the Angel God Trial. The First Trial was complete.

Qian Yaoting headed down the long corridor of Angel God Mountain, his steps steadier than before his seclusion.

As he passed, the portraits of his ancestors lit up one after another, as though acknowledging him. Once he had gone a few steps farther, they dimmed again.

He did not look back. His gaze stayed on the exit ahead.

When he emerged at the foot of the mountain, sunlight slanted through a gap in the clouds to the east.

Qian Yaoting stood at the exit for a moment, letting his eyes adjust, then set off toward Spirit City.

Qian Shengyuan was already waiting in the study when he entered the Papal Palace.

"Level seventy-four. Finished stabilizing your Seventh Soul Ring?"

Seated behind the long desk, Qian Shengyuan studied him for several breaths. His gaze moved from the breadth of his shoulders to the solidity of his aura before he nodded.

"It's stable." Qian Yaoting sat in a chair nearby. "The First Trial was more complicated than I expected. It took three years to finish,