"Then I have only one choice."
Seeing the agony and venomous hatred on his revered teacher's soul, Mu En spoke with ironclad resolve:
"I will pledge my loyalty to you!"
"Good."
The Origin God nodded.
The floor beneath everyone's feet returned to normal, and Ah Yin, the Blue Silver Emperor, once again concealed herself on the hidden side.
A brilliant golden contract appeared before Mu En, covered in writing he did not recognize yet somehow understood.
Its terms matched the god's words to the letter.
For the duration of the contract, he would offer his body for El to command, placing El's will above all else.
The contract would end upon "Tang San's death."
Following an unseen guidance, Mu En solemnly offered the imprint of his Spiritual Origin.
The next moment, with a thought from the Origin God, a dazzling beam descended from an infinite height and enveloped him.
This Limit Douluo's transformation had begun.
"Hey, listen."
Just then, El rose from his chair, sidled up to the Origin God, and poked him.
"Those things are fragments of the Angel Godhood, right?"
He pointed at the floor.
Just now, besides those souls and the core of Ah Yin's true body, he had also spotted several tiny, shattered clusters of golden light radiating holiness and light.
They carried the aura of divinity.
"That's right."
The Origin God gently tapped the air. Their surroundings remained unchanged, but an image inexplicably appeared in El's mind: thousands of meters beneath their feet, deep underground, lay a golden skeleton kneeling in prayer.
Calling it a skeleton was not entirely accurate.
Even after ten thousand years, a layer of shriveled skin and flesh still remained on those bones.
He could still faintly make out features that had once been beautiful and sacred.
-Though she had died