Twelve-Winged Seraph Martial Soul? First-Level Deity: Great Light God! Super Divine Artifact: Light Judgment Blade

Boom—!

Several lines of large golden characters exploded over the continent like world-destroying thunder!

"What?!"

"The Grand Consecrator cannot become a god?!"

"Burning all his life and divine soul... to pave the way for a new god?!"

In Spirit City, countless Soul Masters stood frozen in place as though struck by lightning.

"How could this be... How could this possibly be?!"

Demon Subduing Douluo's eyes nearly split with rage. He slammed the Coiling Dragon Staff in his hand viciously into the ground, blasting enormous cracks across the white jade steps before Papal Hall:

"The Grand Consecrator cultivated bitterly for a hundred years and guarded the Angel God Statue his entire life, only to end up sacrificing himself and dying?!

What kind of bullshit divine path is this?!"

Light Feather Douluo clenched his longbow, his youthful face filled with fury and despair:

"Must the descent of a deity require the lives of our dearest loved ones as fuel?

Then what use is this Angel God Trial?!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo abruptly turned toward Qian Daoliu in midair, his voice hoarse:

"Big Brother!

What the Ranking Screen said... was all true?

You knew about all of this long ago?!"

Qian Daoliu remained silent. He merely gave a desolate smile and nodded faintly.

"Grandfather—!!"

Inside a secret chamber of the Crown Prince's Residence, Xue Qinghe—Qian Renxue in disguise—shuddered violently, and the Soul Bone skill maintaining her disguise nearly collapsed on the spot.

She bit her lower lip hard as tears poured from her eyes, her heart feeling as though it were being carved apart:

"Grandfather... So you kept urging me to begin the divine trial, kept teaching me so carefully...

Because you had long prepared yourself to die in my place?!"

"I won't accept it!

I don't want such a Godhood!

If I have