New, the Angel God's Gaze

Upon hearing Frost Sword agree, Qian Daoliu's face could not help but reveal a trace of joy.

After Frost Sword Douluo rose to fame, countless noble families and great clans across the land had competed to invite him as a guest to their sects or forces.

Yet without exception, Wu Changming had rejected them all one by one.

Now, Senior Frost Sword was actually willing to accept his invitation. That meant Senior Frost Sword had quite a favorable impression of him.

At this moment, Qian Daoliu's mood could not help but brighten considerably.

He immediately took on the role of guide, walking ahead and leading the way for Wu Changming.

As Qian Daoliu walked in front, he introduced the customs and local sights of Spirit City while quietly observing Wu Changming's expression.

By now, Wu Changming had resolved the burden that had troubled him for many years and learned of the accomplishments his grandson would achieve in the future. His mood was also excellent.

Along the way, he nodded repeatedly at Qian Daoliu, showing his goodwill.

Seeing the smile at the corner of Senior Frost Sword's lips, Qian Daoliu was greatly excited.

He vaguely felt that if he raised the thoughts in his heart now, he might receive Senior Frost Sword's approval.

After all, he had played a part in Senior Frost Sword's Shura Inheritance.

Even if Senior Frost Sword refused, it should not make things awkward between their two families.

But Qian Daoliu had always been cautious.

To be safe, after hesitating for a while, he still made a decision.

He led Wu Changming to the core forbidden ground of Spirit Hall—the Angel Temple!

The Angel Temple was the origin of the Angel Clan, where the Qian Clan's supreme faith, the Angel God, was enshrined.

Normally, this place had never been opened to outsiders.

Wu Changming was the first person to set foot here.

As the two entered the Angel Temple, an ancient and solemn aura rushed toward them.

This aura was filled with a sacred feeling. Merely sensing it made Wu Changming feel immense pressure.

At the center of the temple stood a massive Angel Statue.

Faint golden light flowed over the statue, drawing a gasp of amazement from Wu Changming.

"Th-this... this is actually the aura of a god?!"

Wu Changming's expression changed. "I had long heard that Spirit Hall possessed a divine inheritance. Seeing it today, the rumors were indeed true!"

Wu Changming's amazement made a hint of pride rise on Qian Daoliu's face.

"At last, I've earned Senior Frost Sword's attention!"

Seeing Wu Changming's surprised expression, Qian Daoliu gained a bit more confidence.

He had not brought Wu Changming here merely for a casual tour.

His purpose was simple: to display the Qian Clan's foundations.

If Wu Changming had only been a Limit Douluo, Qian Daoliu naturally would not have brought him here.

After all, this was the Angel God's sacred ground. Bringing an outsider here would be blasphemy against the Angel God.

But Wu Changming was now someone Qian Daoliu had personally witnessed receiving a divine inheritance.

In Qian Daoliu's eyes, Wu Changming would certainly become a god in the future.

He had personally seen that scarlet pillar of blood-red light reaching into the heavens. The aura faintly emanating from it had actually surpassed the aura leaked when the Angel God previously displayed divine signs.

This showed that the divine position inherited by Senior Frost Sword was actually higher than that of the Angel God!

Qian Daoliu did not know much about the God Realm. He did not know which god Wu Changming had inherited, but as the Angel God's high priest, he naturally knew that the Angel God he worshipped held no low status in the God Realm.

Since Senior Frost Sword would ascend to the God Realm in the future and even hold a position above the Angel God, allowing him to visit could naturally not be considered blasphemy.

As Wu Changming walked through the Angel Temple and sensed the aura coming from the Angel Statue, he vaguely felt that it was somewhat familiar...

This left Wu Changming deeply puzzled.

Why was that?! Wasn't this the god worshipped by the Qian Clan?!

Why did it suddenly feel so familiar, as if I had seen it before?!

Seeing Wu Changming lower his head in thought, Qian Daoliu assumed that the foundations of his Angel Clan had stunned him.

Across the entire continent, aside from the Qian Clan of Spirit Hall, no other family possessed a divine inheritance.

At this moment, Qian Daoliu was extremely proud.

He immediately began introducing it to Wu Changming.

"Senior Frost Sword, this is the Angel God worshipped by our Qian Clan."

"Our family is called the Angel Clan not because our martial souls are Six-Winged Angels, but because we bathe in the radiance of the Angel God."

"To my shame, my rank 99 Limit Douluo cultivation was also largely bestowed by the Angel God!"

"If not for the Angel God, I might still be at the Super Douluo level even now. Relying on myself alone, even if I were fortunate enough to break through, who knew how long it would take..."

"Is that so?!"

Wu Changming could not help but be surprised. After all, he had once fought Qian Daoliu. Though Qian Daoliu was no match for him, both were rank 99, and Wu Changming could tell that Qian Daoliu was definitely not among the weakest of the Limit Douluos.

He had not expected that merely worshipping the Angel God would allow him to attain the ultimate cultivation of the mortal world.

Compared to Wu Changming's surprise, Qian Daoliu shook his head with a helpless, bitter smile.

Although the Angel God had granted him the power of a Limit Douluo, it had also doomed him to never become a god.

Because of that, he had given up the woman who had once haunted his dreams...

Alone, he guarded this vast Spirit Hall.

But Qian Daoliu did not regret it, because the Angel God had once been an ancestor of the Qian Clan.

He would not abandon his faith for the sake of a woman.

At this thought, Qian Daoliu's tone suddenly became fervent.

"But I believe that even if my cultivation remains stagnant at rank 99..."

"The Angel God's radiance will surely shine upon the world once more. I may not be able to become a god, but I believe that one of my descendants certainly will!"

At this moment, Qian Daoliu paused, observing Frost Sword Douluo's reaction.

The reason he had said so much was partly due to the faith in his heart and partly to win over Senior Frost Sword.

If even the Angel Clan, which possessed a divine inheritance, could not form a marriage alliance with Frost Sword, then no other family in the world would be worthy of the Frost Sword Clan!

When the time came, if two godly families joined forces, who in the world could stand against them?!

At this moment, Qian Daoliu stared intently at Frost Sword.

After hearing Qian Daoliu say,

"One of my descendants certainly will become a god..."

Wu Changming seemed to think of something.

At last, he understood where that familiar feeling from the Angel Statue had come from...

Earlier, when he had viewed Wu Qingkong's path of growth alongside the Shura God, he had happened to see the day his grandson got married.

At that time, beside Wu Qingkong stood a woman of peerless beauty and otherworldly temperament.

Beyond her flawless appearance, the most eye-catching thing was the faint golden glow surrounding her!

That was precisely the Angel God's aura!

Though he had only caught a brief glimpse, that newly ascended Angel God had briefly turned back to gaze at him.

"Grandpa Wu..."