Douluo: Reorganization of the Haotian Sect

"My existence is precisely to wait for this day to come. I have been waiting for this day for more than a hundred years. Come with me."

Under the angel statue, a light flashed behind Qian Daoliu, and the whole person was surrounded by a ball of golden light.

Eight black and one red, nine soul rings are neatly arranged on the body.

At the same time, three pairs of white wings appeared.

It is the super martial spirit inherited by the angel clan—the six-winged angel!
Except for the wings, Qian Daoliu's whole body was covered in golden light.

However, compared with Qian Renxue's own golden color, this golden light seemed to be lacking something.

However, after his martial soul was released, he replaced Qian Renxue and the angel statue and became the core of the entire Douluo Palace.

A diamond-shaped golden gem appeared on Qian Daoliu's forehead.

The white wings flapped gently, and the next moment, Qian Daoliu arrived in front of the angel statue.

A strange golden light shot out from the diamond-shaped gem on his forehead, shining right on the center of the angel statue's eyebrows.

Suddenly, a golden vortex appeared between the angel statue's eyebrows, and the entire statue seemed to tremble slightly.

Seeing this scene, Qian Renxue, whose eyes were filled with gold, was also slightly surprised.

Obviously, this was the first time even she had seen such a situation.

Qian Daoliu walked to the angel statue, and suddenly seemed to sense something. He turned around and looked towards the direction of Baojian City.

His eyes were deep, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or sad.

"Xiaoxue, we don't have much time, come with me."

After a long time, Qian Daoliu sighed, waved to Qianxue, and then suddenly accelerated, his body rushing towards the huge angel statue.

Qian Renxue did not release her martial soul, but under the pull of a special force, her body floated up following Qian Daoliu.

A magical scene appeared. When the two people's bodies collided with the huge angel statue, there was no severe pain. Instead, it was like hitting a layer of water waves. There was a flash of light, and then it disappeared.

The next moment, the vortex between the eyebrows of the angel statue in the Douluo Palace slowly disappeared.

The feeling of illusion also disappeared.

Amidst the flashing golden light, Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue, grandfather and grandson, came to a strange world.

Under the golden light, endless warmth enveloped their bodies. In the sacred aura, everything around them seemed so unreal.

The illusory golden ripples kept shining, as if passing through a tunnel formed by illusory light.

Soon, Qian Renxue felt the scene in front of her suddenly become clear, the feeling of illusion disappeared, and the sense of reality returned again.

Qian Renxue was surprised to find that she and her grandfather had arrived in a hall.

This is a strange palace, surrounded by an endless night sky dotted with stars.

The hall where he was in seemed to be floating in the night sky.

The main hall is hexagonal, with six huge golden pillars supporting the roof. There are no walls, and everything around it is void.

Whether it was at the feet, the roof of the temple, or the six huge golden pillars, there were countless strange patterns engraved on them.

These textures are based on the appearance of angel feathers.

In the center of the hall, there is a three-meter-high statue of an angel, which is lifelike.

The statue looks exactly the same as the ones in the Elder Hall and Douluo Hall, but it is much smaller.

In front of the statue, a gray sword was stuck in the ground.

"Grandpa, where is this?"

Qian Renxue looked around curiously.

Qian Daoliu showed a strange smile on his face, "This is the real Angel Temple, and it is also the place where the Angel God's inheritance is passed down."

Qian Renxue, under the guidance of Qian Daoliu, walked in front of the angel statue. Qian Daoliu took her hand and looked at the diamond-shaped golden gem that appeared on her forehead, his eyes full of relief.

"Xiaoxue, this is the last stage of the Nine Tests for Angels. After you pass this stage, you will restore the glory here and let the angels return to the world!"

"Becoming a god at level 100 has not appeared in Douluo Continent for who knows how many years, and you will join this group and lead the Spirit Hall Empire to the pinnacle!" Hearing Qian Daoliu's words, Qian Renxue's heart became uncontrollably excited.

Her eyes suddenly sparkled, and a strong spirit appeared in her golden eyes. Behind her, a faint golden shadow was imprinted in the void.

"Grandpa, what should I do?"

Taking a deep breath, Qian Renxue said excitedly.

Her blood was boiling, and at the same time, in her mind, the three huge mountain-like characters of Haotian Sect were collapsing.

"Little Snow!"

Qian Daoliu gently scolded: "Don't be distracted, you only have one chance to become a god, don't waste grandpa's painstaking efforts!"

Qian Renxue quickly gathered her thoughts and said, "Yes, Grandpa."

Qian Daoliu nodded and said, "Use your blood to pour on the sword and pull it out."

Qian Renxue took a deep breath. She knew that the final moment was finally coming.

She raised her right hand, and Qian Renxue's nails swept across the gem covering the hilt of the sword.

Suddenly, a stream of blood of strange color gushed out.

The color of Qian Renxue's blood looked very strange. It was not the normal red color of humans, but a light pink mixed with a light gold.

With the appearance of blood, the air no longer had a fishy smell, but instead had a hint of fragrance.

Suddenly, Qian Renxue trembled all over.

She felt that the smooth gem on the hilt was like a vampire thirsty for blood, madly devouring the blood from the wound on her palm.

Blood spurted out wildly, causing Qian Renxue's body to tremble unconsciously.

One after another, soul rings emerged from Qian Renxue's body.

With a rustling sound, six huge wings rushed out from behind and spread out in the air.

Under the crisis of her blood being swallowed, Qian Renxue's martial soul was automatically forced out.

Time passed bit by bit, and as Qian Renxue's blood flowed more and more, the gem on the hilt gradually lit up.

The golden light flowed, extending downward along the gem, soaking the strange sword bit by bit.

Finally, in a flash of golden light, all the patterns in the Angel Temple began to burn with intense golden flames.

Including Qian Daoliu!
At this moment, if someone stood outside Wuhun City and looked, he would definitely see a golden pillar of light that reached the sky and appeared from the void between the Douluo Palace and the elders, connecting heaven and earth!
And with the appearance of the sky-high pillar of light, on the Poseidon Island thousands of miles away.

A middle-aged man with a red sword pattern on his forehead suddenly looked towards the skyline as if he had sensed something.

A woman in a red robe appeared, walking barefoot on the waves.

There is no trace of time on her beautiful face, but her eyes are full of vicissitudes.

It was Tang Chen and Poseidon.

At this moment, a look of worry appeared on their faces at the same time.

Has anyone become a god?

That feeling... is similar to Qian Daoliu!

"Could it be that the descendant of the angel clan has become a god? Oh no! The sect is in trouble, I have to leave here." Tang Chen stood up suddenly.

He raised his hand and the huge Shura Demon Sword was automatically placed on his back.

Looking at Bo Saixi affectionately, Tang Chen said softly: "Bo Saixi, the time I've been with you is the happiest time of my life."

"If there is an afterlife, you don't need to be the High Priest of the Sea God anymore, and I won't pursue becoming a 100-level god. I hope we can live a plain life together like ordinary people."

"I'm leaving... If I'm still alive, I'll come back to find you..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Chen's body suddenly flew into the sky like a big red bird and disappeared into the sky... (End of this chapter)