After the boss had walked far away, Ye Chenxing withdrew his gaze and looked at Qian Renxue beside him.
"How was it, Sister Xue? Are there still traces of that person from ten thousand years ago on this broken sword?"
Qian Renxue nodded, then shook her head.
"Her personal imprint was eroded away by time long ago. However, the shattered Angel God's Divine Position truly still remains within it."
Qian Renxue gently stroked the rough surface of the broken sword with her fingertips, her eyes growing profound. "The boss was right about one thing. Originally, recreating a Divine Position would have been absolutely impossible. It requires someone of the same origin, whose Divine Position cannot be lower than the Angel God's, to channel divine power and restore its laws."
At those words, a sharp glint flashed through Ye Chenxing's eyes.
If this had been the original Douluo Continent, it truly would have been a dead end.
But things were different now.
Because of Ye Chenxing, the Master, an Angel God from another parallel world—one even stronger—had been summoned here!
Such an enormous variable was something not even Tang San in the heavens, nor even the old Asura of that era, could possibly have foreseen.
The Angel God's return, once an impossibility, had now become a certainty.
"Moreover, it holds even greater significance for me."
Qian Renxue slowly said, "In my world, I barely reached the threshold of a Half-step God King by relying on immense Faith Power."
"But the gap between that and a true God King cannot be crossed simply by piling up faith. A Half-step God King and a true God King are concepts from entirely different dimensions."
She suddenly clenched the broken sword. "But the Angel God's Divine Position remaining in this sword is the key. With