The light slowly faded.
Qian Renxue descended from the air, her toes touching lightly against the ground.
Her divine might was restrained, yet she still gave off a sense of unfathomable depth, like an abyssal sea.
Before her, where the former Great Enshrined Qian Daoliu had sat cross-legged, only a suit of dimly glowing armor and a Holy Sword that had lost its luster remained.
He had used his life as the final piece of firewood to kindle the flame of the Angel Godhood's inheritance.
He had fulfilled his destiny as the Great Enshrined.
Lin Ye watched Qian Renxue cradle the Holy Sword that represented the Great Enshrined's legacy.
There was no sorrow in her eyes.
Only unwavering resolve and the determination to inherit everything.
"It's done."
Lin Ye walked to her side.
His tone was calm.
Yet it carried a barely perceptible hint of relief, as though a great burden had been lifted.
Qian Renxue shifted her gaze away from the Holy Sword that symbolized sacrifice.
She looked at Lin Ye.
Deep gratitude lay in the depths of her eyes.
She could feel the vast divine power surging within her, enough to reshape heaven and earth.
None of this would have been possible without the wholehearted assistance and planning of the man before her.
Qian Renxue extended her other hand.
A dazzling golden Soul Ring the size of a basketball, blazing with boundless radiance, had been condensed entirely from solidified power of faith and divine essence!
It hovered above her palm!
Countless tiny streams of dragon-shaped energy seemed to roam and surge across the Golden Soul Ring's surface!
It radiated a terrifying pressure, as deep as an abyss and as dreadful as hell!
That pressure far exceeded an ordinary Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring!
It even made Qian Renxue,