Tang Hao was incredulous. He used the Great Sumeru Hammer Technique overnight and yet nothing happened?
Tang Hao felt a bit flushed and exclaimed, "Your constitution now, is it perhaps like that of a God? It's unbelievable."
Ye Yu and Tang San were preparing to leave, and at this moment, Xiao Wu was reluctant.
Tang San said, "Xiao Wu, I have to part with you for a while, but it will be temporary."
Xiao Wu asked puzzledly, "Brother, don't you need me to become a God? I can help you."
Tang San replied, "I need to go to the Xingdou Great Forest first and then to Sea God Island. When I come out of the Xingdou Great Forest, we'll go together. The time apart will be about ten days."
Xiao Wu nodded, "Alright."
At this moment, in the Martial Soul Hall, Elder Hall.
In the center of the Elder Hall, Qianren Xue stood before the statue, her body radiating golden light.
Qian Daoliu's old and calm voice rang out, "Are you ready?"
Qianren Xue was resolute, her expression indifferent, as if the voice wasn't human.
"I am ready."
Qian Daoliu's old voice became clear, "My existence is for this day, this is why I must live, not because I'm afraid of the Apocalypse Black Dragon, but because I can't die before accomplishing this task."
Qian Daoliu was enveloped in golden light, surrounded by nine Soul Rings, and three pairs of pure white wings unfolded behind him.
A rhombic golden gem appeared on Qian Daoliu's forehead. He approached the statue, and the gem emitted golden light that shone on the Angel Statue's forehead.
The next second, a golden vortex appeared on the Angel Statue's forehead. Qianren Xue was astonished; this was the first time she had seen such a phenomenon.
"Child, follow me."
Qian Daoliu headed straight for the statue, and a strange scene unfolded. At the moment of collision, ripples appeared like water waves in front of the statue. With a flash of light, Qian Daoliu disappeared without a trace.
Qianren Xue rushed forward, entering as well.
The scene shifted to a silent space, with gold everywhere, extending as far as the eye could see. Here, Qianren Xue felt enveloped in endless warmth.
Continuously moving forward, Qianren Xue followed Qian Daoliu to a grand hall. The night sky was endless above the hall, stars twinkling, as if they stood in the universe.
The grand hall was sacred and magnificent, with a three-meter-tall Angel Statue at its center. However, the statue was a dull gray, with six wings unfolding behind it, holding a gray longsword vertically inserted into the ground.
"Grandfather, what is this place?" Qianren Xue asked in amazement.
Qian Daoliu smiled faintly, "This is the true Angel Divine Hall, the place of Angel God's inheritance."
Qian Daoliu led Qianren Xue to the statue, a rhombic golden gem also appearing on Qianren Xue's forehead.
"This is the place for your final trial of the Nine Trial of Angels. I believe you can succeed. It's been a long time since a God appeared on the Douluo Continent. You will become the strongest on the continent, surpassing Ye Yu. A God is the strongest. Even if Ye Yu is a demon, he can't defeat you. You will lead the Martial Soul Empire to the pinnacle."
Qianren Xue murmured to herself, "Ye Yu, I will become the Angel God. What about you? Have I already left you far behind? I will come for you. I will handle our matters personally. When we meet again, you only have two choices: stay with me or... be killed by me."
Qianren Xue impatiently said, "Grandfather, what should I do?"
She wanted to become a God and conquer the man she admired.
"Drop your blood on it."
Qian Daoliu pointed to the longsword in the statue's hand, where there was a round, transparent gem on the hilt.
Qianren Xue did as instructed, slicing her fingertip and letting a drop of blood fall on the gem. Her blood was not red but a light golden color and slightly fragrant.
As soon as the blood touched it, Qianren Xue's middle finger was suddenly sucked onto the gem. The gem devoured Qianren Xue's blood like a vampire.
Soul Rings appeared around Qianren Xue, and six huge wings unfolded behind her. Qian Daoliu watched with tension.
As more blood flowed, the gray sword began to brighten. Qianren Xue grew increasingly weak, but her mind remained steadfast, compelling her to keep steady and even urging her blood to flow faster.
As the golden light from the longsword grew stronger, Qianren Xue felt increasingly weak. However, the entire hall began to glow with golden light. The runes inscribed in the Divine Hall's architecture seemed alive, vibrating vigorously.
Qian Daoliu watched, his eyes filled with fervor, exclaiming quietly in excitement, "This moment, I've finally waited for it. Tang Chen, you ultimately were one step behind me. Although I couldn't become a God at the Hundred Level, my descendant has done it. In the past, I was always overshadowed by you, both in feelings and power, but now I finally surpass you at this moment. I wonder if you're still alive and what expression you'd have seeing my granddaughter become a God, hahaha..."
Qian Daoliu felt he had won, that he was the man who laughed last, not Tang Chen.
Yet, if Tang Chen were alive to hear this, he would rebut with laughter and mockery: "Qian Daoliu, you can't outcompete me for women, nor can you beat me in a fight, and you can't even compete with my descendants. I'm the man who truly laughs last."
However, Qian Daoliu would never know, deeply proud and comforted.
"Among my descendants, a God has emerged, wonderful. Can your descendants have a God, Tang Chen? Even if one does, I've still won because mine came first."
If Ye Yu were there, he would deal a blow to Qian Daoliu, noting that Tang Chen's descendants were a plethora of Gods.
At this moment, Qian Daoliu struggled to approach the statue, his gaze kind and benevolent.
"Child, this is your final trial. No matter how much pain you endure, you must persist. If you encounter Tang Chen, that Unparalleled Douluo, you must defeat him for your grandfather. He has been my lifelong rival."
These words from Qian Daoliu unsettled Qianren Xue.
"Grandfather, what are you going to do?"
Qian Daoliu smiled faintly, "To gain something, one must lose something. This is my destiny. To help you complete the inheritance of the Angel God, I must do this. Do not be sad. You cannot move now, nor can you stop me. You must lead the Martial Soul Empire to glory, to stand tall on this continent, and defeat Tang Chen and Ye Yu."
The next second, golden light exploded from Qian Daoliu's body, turning into golden flames that consumed himself in the blink of an eye. The entire Divine Hall glowed with even more dazzling golden light. Qian Daoliu became enormous, taking the place of the Angel Statue.
"Grandfather, no!"
Qianren Xue screamed, wanting to move, but she was tightly adhered to the Angel's Divine Sword, unable to move.
Qian Daoliu self-immolated, burning Soul Power, Life Energy, Spiritual Power, and everything else.
As he was about to disappear, he sighed, "Xiaoxue, there's something I must tell you. The reason your mother treated you poorly, or wanted to abandon you as a child, wasn't her fault. Although I knew, I don't blame her. She was a pitiable person. Bibi Dong was a genius, and your father's actions were overly sinister. You have no father, and I couldn't let you be without a mother either, and Bibi Dong was also quite powerful, she couldn't be stifled."
"Your father's death was not caused by Tang Hao, but by your mother."
Upon hearing this, Qianren Xue was shocked, "My father was... killed by Bibi Dong?!"