Douluo: Martial Soul Nine-Tailed Fox, I am the White Fox Emperor

Qian Daoliu's breathing became extremely heavy at this moment.

His aged but sharp, eagle-like eyes were fixed on the figure in mid-air, not even daring to blink.

He had waited for this day for far too long!

This was his lifelong dream!

For the Spirit Hall, for the Angel Clan, and even more so for his granddaughter to whom he had poured all his heart and soul!

The golden flames, like a gentle tide, slowly receded.

The illusory image of the twelve-winged seraphim, which blotted out the sky, was sacred and majestic. It transformed into a stream of light and returned to Qian Renxue's body.

In mid-air, Qian Renxue floated silently.

Her long golden hair moved without wind, each strand seemingly flowing with golden divine light.

Qian Renxue landed slowly, and the aura that had almost torn the sky apart was completely subdued.

"Xiao Xue."

Qian Daoliu's voice carried a hint of barely suppressed excitement and trembling.

Qian Renxue opened her eyes, her gaze subdued, and gave Qian Dao a genuine, clear smile: "Grandpa."

"Good, good, good!"

Qian Daoliu excitedly said "good" three times, his old face turning red, and his eyes shining with an unprecedented light.

He strode forward and carefully examined his granddaughter:
"Level 95 Soul Power! Breaking through the level 95 threshold in one fell swoop! Excellent!"

"The Twelve-Winged Seraph Martial Soul! This is a true god-level Martial Soul! Excellent!!"

Qian Daoliu muttered to himself, his ecstatic joy almost overflowing.

He knew that the future of the Angel Clan, no, the entire Spirit Hall, was completely secure!
"Xiaoxue, now let Grandpa see just how strong you are after your improvement."

The ecstasy in Qian Daoliu's eyes gradually transformed into an equally intense fighting spirit.

[Angel God's Sixth Trial: Challenging the Guardians of the Legacy]

And this guardian of the legacy is none other than him, the peerless Douluo of level ninety-nine, Qian Daoliu!
"Xiaoxue, you have just completed your evolution and your soul power has surged. Do you need to rest for a few days to completely stabilize your realm before taking the sixth test?"

Qian Renxue gently shook her head.

She clenched her fair fist, feeling the surging soul power within her body, like a mighty river.

"No need, Grandpa."

"After absorbing this divinely bestowed soul ring, my soul power, mental strength, and even physical condition have all reached unprecedented peaks. I am in excellent condition right now!"

Qian Renxue winked mischievously: "I feel like I could kill a bull with one punch!"

"Hahaha!" Qian Daoliu was amused by her slightly cheeky remark. "Good! As expected of my granddaughter!"

At that moment, Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue simultaneously felt a stirring in their hearts, sensing a familiar and powerful aura rapidly approaching from outside the Angel Temple.

Qian Daoliu used his spiritual power to open the door to the main hall.

creak-

The heavy palace doors opened wide to both sides.

Dressed in the magnificent robes of the Pope, Bibi Dong, exuding elegance, nobility, and unparalleled majesty, slowly walked in.

Her gaze immediately fell on Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue was also somewhat surprised: "Mom, what brings you here?"

Bibi Dong quickly composed herself and revealed a faint smile:

"I just felt a divine wave in the Papal Palace that almost pierced through the heavens and earth."

"I guessed it must be because your martial soul has successfully evolved. So, I came here specifically to check on you."

Qian Renxue chuckled, revealing a rare hint of girlishness:
"Yes, my martial soul has completely evolved into a twelve-winged seraph, and I am now preparing for the sixth angelic trial."

Bibi Dong nodded, her expression calm as still water.

In her mind, however, she was already ranting and raving in her mental sea.

"Lord Rakshasa God, look! Look quickly!"

"My daughter is progressing so fast! It hasn't been that long, and she's already preparing for her sixth exam!"

"And me! The Pope, of all people, has only just finished the seventh test! As a mother, don't I have any dignity?!"

The Rakshasa Goddess's alluring voice echoed in Bibi Dong's mind, tinged with a hint of helplessness:
"no way."

"With Qian Daoliu, the Grand Elder, and several other Elders protecting her throughout her ordeal, her ordeal was naturally easy."

The Rakshasa God seemed to be complaining: "In the past, my power was not enough, and you had to figure out the divine trials on your own, so you had to spend more time."

“But now,” Rakshasa Myth changed the subject, “the next two tests won’t be too slow. With my guidance, you should be able to complete them in two years at the latest.”

Bibi Dong finally felt a little better.

Just then, the Rakshasa God suddenly became serious again:

“Bibi Dong, there’s something I need to tell you. Opening the Ninth Trial is no small matter; it requires connecting to the God Realm, which demands a tremendous amount of energy.”

"Even with the nourishment of that kid Xiaobai's divine artifact and my soul recovering quite well, I still need a year to accumulate energy."

"This is because my Rakshasa Godhood is quite special; it's not something I achieved through faith. But the Angel Godhood that your daughter inherited is much more difficult."

Bibi Dong's heart tightened: "What do you mean?"

"That means that to begin the ninth test of the angels, a great offering is required."

The Rakshasa God said quietly, "Even if others have the ability to connect to the divine realm, it's still not allowed. This is a rule left by the Angel God, and only designated individuals can open it."

"what?!"

Bibi Dong's expression changed instantly: "Doesn't that mean that Qian Daoliu..."

Rakshasa God sighed: "It's just as you think. Unless that long-fallen angel god comes back to life and personally descends to open the passage, Qian Daoliu will have to sacrifice himself for Qian Renxue."

Bibi Dong remained silent.

Although she hated Qian Xunji to the core, she didn't have much ill will towards Qian Daoliu.

Besides, he was Qian Renxue's biological grandfather, and they had already reconciled.

"Don't be so sad." The Rakshasa God changed the subject again and laughed smugly.

"There is still hope for things to turn around."

“For others, it might be a certain death, but unfortunately, there are too many people in your family who can become gods. This matter is actually quite easy.”

Bibi Dong's eyes lit up: "You mean?"

The Rakshasa Goddess smiled charmingly: "After Qian Daoliu's sacrifice, only his physical body will be destroyed; his soul will enter the cycle of reincarnation."

"If a deity intervenes at the moment of his sacrifice and saves his soul in time, he can live."

"Once Qian Renxue, you, or Xiaobai become gods, any one of them can use some divine power to reshape Qian Daoliu's divine body and make him a level 100 god in the God Realm. It couldn't be easier."

Bibi Dong immediately said, "Oh? Then Rakshasa God, you..."

“I can’t,” Rakshasa God interrupted her directly.

"My power and the power of the angels are naturally mutually restraining. I am now just a remnant soul. If I force my way in, not only will I not be able to save him, but I may also annihilate his soul along with my Rakshasa power." "However, just because I can't does doesn't mean that your little white rabbit can't."

Rakshasa God joked, "He has so many important figures from the God Realm watching him. Any one of them could easily save Qian Daoliu's soul."

"I even think that we don't need those gods to take action. With the power of destiny that Xiaobai possesses, he might have a chance to succeed."

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong felt much more at ease.

"Okay, I understand. It's best not to tell Xiaoxue about this yet, so as not to distract her. We'll talk about it when Xiaobai comes back."

"Anyway, if I calculate the time, they should all be back in about two months."

Having figured all this out, Bibi Dong completely relaxed.

She stepped aside from the main hall, calmly preparing to watch the battle.

She also wanted to see just how strong her daughter would be after her martial soul evolved and her soul power soared to level 95!

In the center of the main hall, Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue stood facing each other.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

Qian Daoliu stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Xiaoxue, how do you want to fight me?"

"Should we have Grandpa suppress his soul power to level ninety-five, or..."

"Do not."

Qian Renxue interrupted him directly.

Her golden eyes held a fierce fighting spirit, and a sacred flame flickered within them.

"Grandpa, I want you to fight me without any restrictions!"

Upon hearing this, even Bibi Dong, who was standing next to him, glanced at him slightly.

Level 95, challenging level 99? Or a level 99 Peerless Douluo without any restrictions?
Has this girl gone mad?
Qian Daoliu was taken aback at first, then burst into a thunderous laugh.

"Hahaha! Great! What a wonderful statement about having no restrictions!"

"This is my granddaughter! This is the true ruler of the twelve-winged Seraphim!"

"Come on! Let grandpa see just how powerful your twelve-winged seraph really is!"

boom--

As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Daoliu was no longer under any suppression!
The terrifying soul power of a level 99 peerless Douluo erupted like a volcano that had been accumulating for ten thousand years, instantly sweeping across the entire Angel Temple!
Golden soul power flames soared into the sky, sacred and domineering!
Behind Qian Daoliu, the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul True Form was instantly activated!
Black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, red!

Nine spirit rings suddenly lit up, and the terrifying pressure made Bibi Dong, who was watching the battle from the side, feel a strong sense of suffocation!

too strong!
"Angel Realm!"

Qian Daoliu let out a low shout, and an invisible domain instantly spread out, completely enveloping Qian Renxue.

"Xiaoxue, watch out! Grandpa's first strike!"

Qian Daoliu raised his hand, and the Angelic Holy Sword, condensed from soul power, appeared in his hand.

He didn't use any soul skills; he simply slashed down with his sword in an ordinary way!
But with the blessing of the angelic realm, this sword strike seemed to block all of Qian Renxue's escape routes.

Before the sword even arrived, its unparalleled sharpness already caused her fair skin to feel a stinging sensation.

Faced with this peerless sword strike, Qian Renxue neither dodged nor evaded.

"Well done!"

With a sharp cry, she also released her martial spirit!

Om-!
A phantom of a twelve-winged seraphim, more dazzling, more sacred, and more enormous than Qian Daoliu, flashed past behind her!
Yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, red, red, red!

Nine spirit rings rose simultaneously!
Especially the last three soul rings, one is 100,000 years old, one is 100,000 years old, and the last one is the 350,000-year divine-given soul ring that shines with three golden patterns!

"Ninth Soul Skill, Holy Armor Descends!"

Faced with her grandfather's all-out attack, Qian Renxue did not hesitate at all and directly used her strongest defensive soul skill!

In an instant, an extremely dazzling golden light erupted from her body!

A set of exquisite, intricate, and extremely gorgeous golden full-body armor instantly covered her entire body!

Behind this suit of armor, twelve wings of light suddenly unfolded, making her look like a true goddess of war!
The Holy Armor Descends!

Defense instantly increases by 1000%!
And it is immune to all control-type soul skill effects!

Ding--!
Qian Daoliu's terrifying slash, powerful enough to split mountains, landed heavily on the holy armor.

However, the scene of Qian Renxue being cleaved away, as expected, did not occur.

After a clear ringing sound, Qian Renxue remained completely still!
"what?!"

Qian Daoliu's pupils suddenly contracted!

His sword strike was blocked by Xiaoxue so easily. Is this the defensive soul skill brought by her newly acquired 350,000-year soul ring?
The defensive capabilities of this armor are simply outrageous!

What shocked him even more was yet to come!

"Grandpa, take this!"

Despite the attacks, Qian Renxue remained fearless, and her 350,000-year-old soul ring shone brightly once more!

"Ninth Soul Skill, Second Soul Skill: Seraph's Judgment!"

buzzing-

With a piercing sword cry, seven seraphim swords burning with golden flames instantly materialized in front of her!
Each one exudes an aura that makes even Qian Daoliu's heart tremble!

Lock-on technique! Guaranteed to hit!
"go with!"

Qian Renxue pointed with her delicate hand.

call out!
The first Seraph's Sword ignored the distance in space and arrived in an instant!

Qian Daoliu's expression changed drastically, and he hastily parried with his sword!
clang!
An unimaginable force struck, and Qian Daoliu was actually forced to take half a step back by this first sword strike!
"What a powerful force!"

However, before he could even stand up straight—

call out!call out!
A second one! A third one! They came one after another!

Each sword strike is faster than the last!
Each sword strike is heavier than the last!
Its power is still increasing?!
Qian Daoliu was utterly shocked!
Moreover, he could feel that he had lost contact with his own torso bones, skull, and right arm bones!
Was it because it was attacked by the three swords of judgment?

This soul skill even has the effect of sealing soul bones?
Little did Qian Daoliu know that his soul power was higher than Qian Renxue's, so his soul bone was not shattered, but temporarily sealed.

Of course, if Qian Daoliu's soul power were lower than Qian Renxue's, then Qian Renxue would not have been able to truly shatter her grandfather's soul bone.

She can choose not to activate the effect of Holy Smash.

clang! clang!
He was so shocked that he staggered backward! His hands went numb!
"Seventh Soul Skill! Angel's True Form!"

Qian Daoliu dared not be careless in the slightest. He roared and completely merged with the true form of the six-winged angel behind him!

"Eighth Soul Skill! Angel's Sword!"

His holy sword shone brightly as he met the fourth and fifth swords of judgment!

boom! boom!
An explosion of indescribable intensity resounded within the temple!

The terrifying energy shockwave would have reduced this great hall to ashes long ago had it not been protected by the divine power of the angels and gods throughout the ages!
P.S.: Please continue reading, brothers! (End of this chapter)