Three days passed in the blink of an eye. As the first ray of morning sunlight crested the ridge of Spirit Mountain, a solemn atmosphere already shrouded the Worship Hall.
A faint sacred aura drifted through the air-the divine power spilling from the Angel Temple, mingling with the fresh fragrance of the Tree of Life and lending all of Spirit City an unusual tranquility.
Everyone outside the Angel Temple had taken their places, each dressed in their most formal attire:
Qian Xunji wore the gilded ceremonial robes reserved for the Pope. Intricate patterns of the Angel God were embroidered along the hem, rising and falling gently with his breathing, as though faint light flowed through them;
Bibi Dong wore a purple-and-gold robe, its skirts adorned with purple-and-gold runes capable of gathering soul power. Her icy demeanor held an added solemnity for the ceremony, and her gaze kept drifting toward the temple. Clearly, she too was looking forward to Qian Renxue's martial soul awakening.
Enshrinement Golden Crocodile wore his enshrinement robes patterned with the Golden Crocodile Dragon. The scale-like designs gleamed coldly in the sunlight, his expression as steady as a mountain; the four Enshrinements, Azure Luan, Lion, Qian Jun, and Jiang Mo, also wore their own distinctive enshrinement robes, faint ripples of soul power lingering around them;
Behind Guang Ling, Xiao Xi and Xiao Guang also watched the temple intently. Xiao Xi's pale-gold dragon scales glowed faintly, while Xiao Guang's golden mane stirred in the breeze, both radiating anticipation.
Qian Meimei stood at the edge of the crowd, holding Ye Lingling's hand. Qian Meimei wore pale-gold Qian Family attire, with delicate angel patterns embroidered along the hem; Ye Lingling wore a blue-green dress, her hands nervously clutching its skirts. Her large eyes watched the temple doors with curiosity, her little