Beneath the sky screen, everyone stared at Qian Renxue's attribute card, their minds buzzing.
In the Heaven Dou Empire's imperial palace, Xue Ye's face was ashen, his knuckles turning blue as he gripped the armrest.
Bibi Dong becoming a god had already driven him to despair, and now Angel God Qian Renxue had appeared too. With two gods holding the fort for Spirit Hall, never mind the Heaven Dou Empire-even the whole continent bound together couldn't stand up to a single hand of theirs.
"Ge Long, convey my decree. Summon all the ministers to discuss matters..."
Xue Ye's voice was hoarse. He stopped halfway through.
Discuss what? How to surrender?
In the Star Luo Empire, Dai Mubai's father slumped onto his throne and said nothing for a long time.
If Spirit Hall really had two gods and wanted to unify the continent, what could the Star Luo Empire fight with? Their heads?
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Ning Fengzhi stood motionless, his face utterly expressionless. But Bone Douluo Gu Rong saw the hand hanging at his side trembling.
"Fengzhi..." Gu Rong opened his mouth, wanting to say something, only to find that he couldn't get a word out.
Ning Fengzhi was silent for a long time. At last, he gently exhaled, forcing a smile uglier than a cry. "Uncle Gu, Uncle Jian, tell me... will our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect still be around to see the sun thirteen years from now?"
No one answered him.
The veins bulged on Sword Douluo Chen Xin's sword hand. For the first time, this level 96 Titled Douluo understood what it meant to be powerless.
No matter how strong Qian Daoliu was, he could risk his old life and try to fight him.
But now, with Rakshasa God Bibi Dong and Angel God Qian Renxue, what could he fight them with? No matter how fast his sword was, could it cut down a god?
Within the sealed mountain gates of the Clear Sky Sect, several elders watched the sky screen, each looking grimmer than the last.
Back then, the Clear Sky Sect had withdrawn from the world precisely because Spirit Hall was too powerful.
And now, as if that weren't enough, Spirit Hall had not only avoided decline but produced two gods.
"Sect master, will we... ever have a day when we leave the mountain again?"
The second elder's voice was bitter.
Tang Xiao said nothing, merely gazing at the sky screen, his eyes heavy.
He thought of his grandfather, Tang Chen, and his younger brother, Tang Hao.
But even if they were still here, even if the Clear Sky Sect fought with all its might, what would that amount to before two gods?
Qian Daoliu stood in the sky above the Worship Hall, staring at Qian Renxue's attribute card on the sky screen. First he froze, then abruptly threw back his head and laughed.
"Hahahaha..."
His laughter was thunderous, spreading from the Worship Hall throughout Spirit City and making the windows of Spirit Hall's headquarters tremble.
How many years had it been? He had never felt so exhilarated.
Just moments ago, he had still been worried that Qian Renxue's level would be reset to zero in the future, leaving her unable to inherit the godhood. Now he worried no longer. Once Qian Renxue became a god, there would be no need to worry about that so-called divine punishment.
"Good! Wonderful! Xiao Xue, you haven't disappointed your grandfather after all!" Qian Daoliu laughed, his eyes full of excitement and gratification. "Angel God! My Qian Family has worshipped the Angel God for generations, and finally another Angel God has emerged! Hahahaha..."
His laughter was still echoing through the city when the Spirit Hall disciples below heard it and all burst into cheers.
"Lord Qian Daoliu laughed!"
"That's the Angel God! Our Lord Qian Renxue of Spirit Hall is the Angel God!"
"Two gods! Spirit Hall has two gods!"
"Long live the Spirit Hall Empire! Long live Spirit Hall!"
Spirit City erupted.
Meanwhile, inside the Pope's Hall.
Bibi Dong sat on her throne, looking at Qian Renxue's attribute card on the sky screen, her expression exceedingly complicated.
Angel God. Level one hundred.
Her daughter. The daughter who had been cast into the Heaven Dou Empire to fend for herself.
A trace of disgust flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes.
The Angel God, the god the Qian Family had worshipped for generations, was cut from the same cloth as that old man Qian Daoliu of the Qian Family, imagining herself to be the embodiment of light and justice.
She didn't like it. She disliked it immensely.
But, after all, she had given birth to her.
The faintest trace of happiness rose from the bottom of her heart and vanished before she could grasp it, but it had indeed been there.
Her daughter, whether she was willing to admit it or not, had become a god in the end.
Bibi Dong gave a soft snort, the corner of her mouth twitching slightly. It was impossible to tell whether she wanted to smile or sneer.
Deep within the crown prince's residence in the Heaven Dou Empire, Qian Renxue sat alone in a dim room, looking at her own attribute card on the sky screen. A smile she could not conceal finally appeared on the face that was always calm and composed before outsiders.
Angel God.
She had succeeded.
When she discovered that Bibi Dong was the Rakshasa God, she had felt somewhat conflicted.
That woman had actually become a god, and it made her deeply uncomfortable.
But now she had become a god too, and the Angel God at that. Bibi Dong was the Rakshasa God; judging by the names alone, her Angel God sounded better than the Rakshasa God.
"I really did succeed."
Qian Renxue murmured to herself, a gleam of pleasure flickering in her golden eyes.
Over the years, she had lain low in the Heaven Dou Empire, giving up the golden years for cultivation. She had always worried that this one wrong step might leave her completely behind.
Now that worry had vanished entirely. She had become a god. She had done it.
Soon, however, Qian Renxue put away her smile and regained her composure.
Shrek Academy.
Yu Xiaogang stood on the training ground with his hands behind his back, staring up at the sky screen, his face livid.
Flender came over and lowered his voice. "Xiaogang, are... are you all right?"
Yu Xiaogang ignored him, merely muttering something under his breath.
Flender listened closely and vaguely made out the words "two gods," "Spirit Hall," and "unification."
"Xiaogang!" Flender spoke more forcefully.
Yu Xiaogang abruptly came back to his senses and took a deep breath, his expression improving slightly. He looked at Flender, his voice low. "Flender, Spirit Hall has two gods in the future. Its unification of the continent is practically a nail hammered into a board."
"I can see that."
Flender smiled bitterly.
"No..." Yu Xiaogang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly said, "The sky screen showed a battlefield earlier. They still have opponents."
Flender was taken aback, then understood. "You mean..."
"There's a god on the other side too."
Yu Xiaogang's face was alight with excitement, his eyes gleaming with wisdom. "Or at least, the other side has someone with god-level combat power. Otherwise, if Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue stood on the battlefield together, the other side would immediately fall to its knees. How could there be a standoff?"
Flender's pupils contracted.
"Right, that really is the case!"
"I just wonder who exactly is opposing Spirit Hall?"
Flender slapped his thigh, growing excited as well.
He too was among the Soul Masters who disliked Spirit Hall, so naturally he didn't want to see it grow bigger and stronger in the future.
It wasn't just Yu Xiaogang.
After realizing from the battlefield scene previously shown on the sky screen that there would still be another side capable of standing against Spirit Hall in the future, the other sharper, more perceptive people grew curious as well.
They all wanted to know.
In the future, which other genius had broken through to level one hundred and become a god?
Was it one, or two?