The Worship Hall.
Golden Crocodile Douluo's hand trembled as he drank his morning tea, and his teacup nearly fell to the floor.
He stood up, strode to the window, and murmured, "This girl is going to turn the world upside down!"
Azure Luan Douluo set down his fishing rod and looked up at the sky, his aged face filled with shock. "What is the young mistress trying to do?"
The Pope Hall.
Bibi Dong raised her head, her nails digging deep into the armrest. "Qian Renxue! You've actually made it this far?"
Her chest heaved, and a trace of crazed determination flashed through her eyes.
"Good! Very good! Since you've already reached this point, I should pick up the pace too!"
She rose and turned toward the depths of the secret chamber's shadows. "It's time to officially begin the Rakshasa Nine Trials! I, Bibi Dong, will never lose to you!"
In the darkness, Qian Renxue slowly stood up.
She raised her head and saw a light approaching from afar, drawing closer and closer!
She could feel it. These were the prayers of tens of millions of people across the Douluo Continent!
Everyone's kind thoughts and blessings-she had enlightened the people through her cultivation technique, and in return, she would give them protection and hope!
At that moment, she suddenly understood why the Angel God was so eager for her to inherit her godhood.
Because this power must not be let down.
The next instant, the eight wings on Qian Renxue's back spread on their own.
Her wings shone with dazzling golden light, as brilliant as the sun!
Hum!
Then two new pairs of wings burst from either side of her shoulder blades, accompanied by explosive cracks that tore through the air.
Twelve wings!
The cocoon of light could no