Qian Renxue's Remains in Douluo II, Qian Daoliu Breaks Down in Tears!

Qian Daoliu immediately flew down.

There was a barrier beneath the fissure, but it dispersed on its own when Qian Daoliu touched it.

Jin Yu, Qian Renxue, Golden Crocodile and the others followed him inside, as did Du Busi, Long Aotian and the other Body Sect experts.

The underground space was vast, perhaps more than five hundred square meters.

At the end of the space was a cableway.

Qian Daoliu led the way through the tunnel. With every step, his mood grew more solemn, and he was filled with an indescribable feeling.

Then he emerged from the tunnel and saw a second space before him.

Qian Daoliu's body trembled slightly, and his eyes turned bloodshot in an instant. He had not shed a tear in a century, yet now his eyes filled with tears. He could no longer hold himself together. "Xiao Xue...! Xiao Xue!!!!!!"

In the center of the space ahead sat a complete human skeleton, its legs crossed. The flesh had long since vanished, leaving only white bones.

The skeleton held a sword in both hands!

It gave off an extraordinarily powerful trace of Angel Divine Power. This sword was the Angel Holy Sword.

Six inheritance Soul Bones, each ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years old, lay scattered around the skeleton.

This was the grave Qian Renxue of the Douluo II spacetime had chosen for herself.

Finding the angel divine weapon and the six inheritance Soul Bones should have been cause for great joy, but Qian Daoliu felt not a trace of happiness. There was only pain! Pain that pierced his heart!

"No... Xiao Xue..."

He knew this was Qian Renxue from the Douluo II spacetime, but seeing her remains lying there all alone!

Qian Daoliu completely lost control of his emotions.

The Qian Renxue of this spacetime was also his own granddaughter, bound to him by blood!

"Xiao Xue!!"

Qian Daoliu rushed madly toward Qian Renxue's remains and gently cradled them in his arms, tears falling from his eyes.

"Grandpa..." Seeing Qian Daoliu's heart-wrenching grief as he held her self from another spacetime, Qian Renxue could barely hold herself together either. She covered her mouth, her eyes filling with tears.

Even Jin Yu's heart grew a little heavier.

Du Busi, Long Aotian and the others were utterly shocked. "The remains of Qian Renxue, the God of Angels from ten thousand years ago, her divine weapon, and her Soul Bones have been buried beneath our Body Sect all this time!"

"Xiao Xue, Grandpa has failed you, leaving you all alone... all alone..." Qian Daoliu's voice broke with tears, and he was so deep in his grief that he could not pull himself free.

But suddenly, a familiar voice rang out. "Grandpa, is... is that you?"

The voice had not come from Qian Renxue.

Everyone was stunned.

Soon, a surge of divine power emanated from the Angel Holy Sword, carrying divine consciousness that took the form of a woman's illusory figure clad in the Angel God Armor.

This was precisely what Qian Renxue of the Douluo II spacetime had looked like after becoming a god.

"Heavens! Th-this is...!"

Everyone present was shocked.

Qian Renxue, the God of Angels, was surprised to see Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue from the Douluo I spacetime, but she first explained her presence. "Grandpa, this is only a wisp of remnant consciousness I left in the Angel Holy Sword."

Before Qian Renxue was defeated and her divine status shattered all those years ago, she had separated a wisp of remnant consciousness and fused it into the Angel Holy Sword. Later, when her lifespan was nearly exhausted, she chose a grave for herself.

It was also this wisp of remnant consciousness that formed the barrier, keeping her remains undisturbed for ten thousand years.

"Is this what I look like after becoming the God of Angels?" Qian Renxue stared blankly at her self from another spacetime.

A warm smile appeared on the face of Qian Renxue, the God of Angels. "Grandpa, I never thought I'd see you again after I died."

"Grandpa, Xiao Xue missed you so much..."

"Grandpa, may I hug you again?"

"Of course! Of course! You're my granddaughter!!"

Those words struck Qian Daoliu hard. He rose and rushed toward Qian Renxue, wanting to embrace her, but he could not touch her at all.

"How could this be..." Qian Daoliu was filled with self-reproach and anguish. "Why! Why can't I even grant my granddaughter's request for a hug!"

"Grandpa, it's all right."

Her remnant consciousness had grown extremely weak over ten thousand years, intangible and impossible to touch.

At last, she voiced the question in her heart. "Grandpa, didn't you die long ago? Why are you still alive, and why is there another me behind you?"

"We came from another spacetime ten thousand years in the past."

"I see..." Qian Renxue, the God of Angels, was surprised, but her emotions soon began to stir. "Qian Renxue, my self from another spacetime."

"Hello, Qian Renxue, my self from another spacetime."

Qian Renxue slowly walked up to Qian Renxue, the God of Angels.

The Qian Renxues from the two spacetimes began to speak.

"Since you were able to cross ten thousand years of spacetime to come here, you and Grandpa must have already learned a great deal."

"You still have plenty of time and opportunities. Promise me you'll lead Spirit Hall to victory. You must never follow in my footsteps!"

Qian Renxue took a deep breath and said with utmost gravity, "Rest assured, I won't let Spirit Hall be defeated!"

"My remnant consciousness is about to disperse. I can't hold on much longer. Grandpa, please take the six Angel Inheritance Soul Bones and this Angel Holy Sword, sealed away for ten thousand years. Let them lend you their strength!"

"Let this divine weapon appear in the world once more!"

The remnant consciousness of Qian Renxue, the God of Angels, began to disperse, vanishing from her feet upward.

"No! Xiao Xue,..."

A final warm smile appeared on her face. "Grandpa, Xiao Xue has one last request. Could you take my remains back to the Worship Hall of ten thousand years ago? Xiao Xue wants to go home..."

At those words, Qian Daoliu broke down completely and burst into loud sobs. "Home! Grandpa will take you back, Grandpa will take you home!!!"

"Thank you, Grandpa."

The God of Angels' remnant consciousness dispersed completely.

"Xiao Xue!!!"

Qian Daoliu's cry of grief rang out.

"Great Enshrined..."

Golden Crocodile, Azure Luan, Guang Ling and the others wanted to step forward and comfort him, but Jin Yu stopped them. "Ancestor, when someone is truly overcome with grief, they don't need comforting."

"Let's all go out and leave the two of them, grandfather and granddaughter, alone for a while."

Golden Crocodile Douluo said, "Everyone out!"

Everyone except Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue left the underground space and stood guard silently outside.

They stood guard for an entire night.

The dim sky began to brighten.

By now, Qian Daoliu had put away his grief. He glanced at Qian Renxue's remains. "Xiao Xue, Grandpa will take you home today."

"I'll also carry your wishes with me and bring this spacetime's inheritance Soul Bones and the Angel Holy Sword back into the world!"

Qian Daoliu began absorbing the six Angel Inheritance Soul Bones one by one.

His strength continued to grow as he absorbed the Soul Bones, one after another.

After all six Angel Inheritance Soul Bones had been absorbed, they began to emerge from his body on their own. Then the six Soul Bones gradually expanded and extended, finally merging into a complete suit of Soul Bone armor.

This was a Soul Bone fusion that could only occur when all six Soul Bones came from the same kind of Soul Beast: a Soul Bone Set!

A Soul Bone Set could grant a Soul Master an immense boost in power, comparable to a lesser set of divine armor, the armor of a demigod.

At last, Qian Daoliu's strength could reach the combat level of a demigod without borrowing Angel Divine Power!

His strength had increased tremendously!