Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 346 The Seventh Trial of the Angel God, The Sigh of the Dark God
Wuhun Hall, Worship Hall.

Golden holy light flowed like water, illuminating the entire hall as if it were a divine realm.

Qian Renxue held the Angelic Sword, its tip trembling slightly. Sweat dripped from her delicate chin onto the ground, instantly evaporating in the holy light.

Her breathing was somewhat rapid, indicating that she had been cultivating for quite some time.

Qian Daoliu stood to the side, his silver hair as white as snow, his face solemn.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes fixed intently on Qian Renxue's every move.

Although he remained stern on the surface, a barely perceptible worry lurked deep in his eyes.

"Xiaoxue, feel the power of the laws of the angels and gods in the world."

Qian Daoliu suddenly spoke, his voice deep and authoritative.

Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue immediately sheathed her sword and stood still, her chest rising and falling slightly, her long golden hair soaked with sweat and clinging to her cheeks.

The Angel God's attribute of light can discover and suppress the dark side of the continent.

Immediately, in order to guide Qian Renxue, Qian Daoliu demonstrated the importance of enlightenment together, and the phantom of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul appeared behind him.

But this realization was not the problem; Qian Daoliu noticed something unusual.

A new force has emerged on the continent, like a bloodline power... though weak, it carries the power of faith.

“Strange…” Qian Daoliu said in surprise.

Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue looked up at Qian Daoliu, her eyes asking, "Grandpa, did I do something wrong?"

Qian Daoliu shook his head, slowly walked up to her, and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead: "It's not your fault. It's just..."

He paused, his gaze piercing through layers of clouds, looking directly at a corner of the continent. "I just sensed a strange energy fluctuation."

Qian Renxue blinked and asked curiously, "What kind of fluctuation?"

Qian Daoliu did not answer directly, but turned and walked out of the hall: "Xiaoxue, come with me."

Qian Renxue quickly followed, and the two walked out of the offering hall one after the other, and came to the platform outside.

Qian Daoliu glanced at her, weighing his options in his mind: "This is a good opportunity to train Xiaoxue to perceive light and darkness."

Perhaps, understanding the connection between light and darkness is the key to Xiaoxue's breakthrough in passing the Angel God's test.

Qian Daoliu immediately instructed, "Xiaoxue, go out and gain experience. Go find the source of this power and personally experience its essence."

A flicker of excitement crossed Qian Renxue's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by worry: "But Grandpa, the Angel God Exam is on a tight schedule. If I leave..."

"rest assured."

Qian Daoliu waved his hand, "Your seventh test has no time limit, so you might as well take it more seriously. True cultivation is not about studying behind closed doors, but about personal experience. This trip may be more helpful for your divine test, and Grandpa will always be with you."

Now that Qian Renxue has completed her sixth trial, she has become a Title Douluo, and in terms of strength, she is already one of the top in the continent.

Qian Renxue took a deep breath and nodded solemnly: "I understand, Grandpa."

Qian Daoliu smiled with satisfaction and patted her shoulder: "Let's go. Remember, no matter what happens, stay true to yourself and uphold your faith in the Angel God."

Qian Renxue nodded vigorously, then spread her six wings and transformed into a golden light, disappearing into the sky.

Qian Daoliu followed closely behind, and the old man and the young man left the Spirit Hall.

However, a complex emotion flashed in Qian Renxue's eyes as she flew ahead.

"Yu Xiaolie..."

She murmured softly, "This time, am I worthy to stand beside you?"

……

Meanwhile, deep within Thunder Prison.

Yu Xiaolie slowly opened his eyes.

His pupils seemed to hold the movement of stars; his left eye was ice blue, and his right eye was crimson, but now they also held a deep darkness, like a bottomless abyss.

"Is this the dark power of the Dark Demon God Tiger...?"

Yu Xiaolie muttered to himself, a hint of amazement in his voice.

He raised his hand, palm facing upwards, and a wisp of black energy slowly condensed.

This energy is different from ordinary dark energy; it is purer and more violent, as if it can devour all light.

Then, with a thought, Yu Xiaolie conjured up the Black Nether Holy Dragon out of thin air.

The dragon's scales, once jet black, now bore dark red patterns, and its claws had become even sharper, their tips gleaming with a chilling luster. Most striking of all were its eyes; the once golden vertical pupils had turned blood red, and black flames seemed to burn deep within them.

"Roar--"

The Black Nether Dragon let out a deep roar, its voice carrying an unprecedented sense of majesty and oppression.

Yu Xiaolie nodded in satisfaction and released the Asura Demon Sword again.

Unlike the Black Nether Holy Dragon, the Asura Demon Sword's transformations are more subtle.

Its blade remains ancient, but under the sunlight, one can vaguely see the black energy flowing within its core.

As the demonic sword was swung, in addition to its extreme killing intent, it also carried a trace of corrosive dark attributes.

"The inner core of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger is indeed domineering with its dark attribute. It truly deserves to be called a god-level soul beast."

Yu Xiaolie praised softly.

He could clearly feel that both of his martial souls had undergone a qualitative improvement, especially his control over the dark attribute, which had reached an unprecedented level.

He stood up and stretched his limbs.

As he moved, the surrounding air distorted slightly, as if it could not withstand the surging energy within him.

"it's time."

Yu Xiaolie looked up into the distance, a hint of fighting spirit flashing in his eyes, "Asura God, I'm here."

He stepped out of Thunder Prison, the sunlight shining on him, and the black robe he had changed into fluttered in the wind.

The three elders of Blue Lightning and several other elders had been waiting for a long time. When they saw him come out, they quickly went forward.

"Xiao Lie, you've finally emerged from seclusion!" Yu Yuanzhen exclaimed excitedly.

Yu Xiaolie nodded slightly: "How has everyone's cultivation been lately?"

Although I knew it was obvious, I still asked it as a formality.

"all the best."

The Fifth Elder respectfully reported, "Tianheng and Tianxin have mastered the Thunder Domain, and Linglong and Tianlin are also making rapid progress at Tianshui Academy. And that Tianmeng Ice Silkworm..."

He paused, a strange expression on his face. "Its regenerative ability is amazing. The flesh that is cut off can grow back in less than three days. It has now become one of the most important cultivation resources of the sect."

Yu Xiaolie smiled and said, "Very good."

After saying that, he looked at everyone and said, "I will be away for a while, and I will be leaving the sect in your care."

"Yes! Don't worry, Sect Master!" everyone replied in unison.

Yu Xiaolie said no more, and with a flash, he transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the horizon.

His goal is clear.

The city of killing.

……

The realm of gods, the Dark Temple.

A man dressed in a black robe suddenly opened his eyes.

His pupils were like two black holes, as if they could devour all light.

"Such extreme dark energy..."

He murmured to himself, his voice tinged with surprise and excitement.

Then, he raised his hand and waved it, and the scene of the lower realm appeared before him.

The image shows Yu Xiaolie flying through the air.

"I never imagined that there would be such a gifted person on the mainland. It would be wonderful if he could become my successor."

As the God of Darkness spoke, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

However, when he noticed the faint Shura Demon Sword mark on Yu Xiaolie's forehead, his expression froze.

"The successor of the Asura God?"

He paused for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile, "Okay, it's alright."

The God of Darkness sighed, somewhat annoyed, and waved the screen away: "How come Shura is so lucky!"

(End of this chapter)