Douluo Continent: A Review of the Top Ten Martial Souls, Qian Renxue Breaks Through Defenses

Chapter 134 Qian Renxue Makes the List

This fourteen-year-old girl, with a cultivation level of forty-seven and the potential to possess the number one support-type martial soul on the continent, has made it onto this list that gathers the strongest women of the era.

She may still be very weak right now.

But her future... is on the minds of the entire continent.

Because everyone knows—

When the Nine-Treasured Glazed Pagoda shines with its full radiance, it will be a war... one that will overturn all other wars.

The strange phenomenon above the Heavenly Dou Imperial Palace has lasted for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

The towering golden pillar of light did not dissipate; instead, it became even more solid and magnificent.

Inside the pillar of light, the chanting of countless angelic phantoms converged into a sacred torrent, cleansing every inch of the entire Heavenly Dou City.

Many civilians knelt down and prayed devoutly towards the pillar of light. They may not have understood what was happening, but the pure light and sacred aura instinctively made them feel at ease and in awe.

However, the palace was in complete chaos.

"Block the news! All palace staff are strictly prohibited from entering or leaving!"

The commander of the Imperial Guards shouted the order, but his voice trembled uncontrollably.

He looked up at the golden pillar of light that pierced through the imperial study, his face pale—as a confidant of the royal family, he vaguely knew some secrets about His Highness the Crown Prince, but the scene before him was still beyond his comprehension.

Inside the imperial study, Emperor Xueye stood with difficulty, supported by his guards. His aged body trembled violently with anger and fear.

"An angel...a six-winged angel..."

He stared intently at the source of the pillar of light, his eyes bloodshot. "Qinghe... my crown prince... is actually from the Spirit Hall..."

“Your Majesty, now is not the time to investigate,” an elderly, white-haired priest said in a deep voice.

"The most urgent task is to control the situation. With the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul manifested, the Crown Prince's true identity can no longer be concealed, and we must make a decision immediately."

The Snow Night Emperor suddenly turned his head: "What decision? Do you want me to..."

"Depose the Crown Prince and arrest him to bring him to justice." The old elder's voice was icy. "He was a pawn of the Spirit Hall for twenty years; his intentions are despicable."

"If we do not act immediately, once the Spirit Hall's reinforcements arrive, the loss of the Heaven Dou royal family's prestige will be a minor matter; I'm afraid... the very foundation of the nation will be shaken."

The surrounding high-ranking officials all changed color, but none of them dared to utter a word of rebuttal.

They all knew that what the priest said was true.

If Crown Prince Xue Qinghe is a member of the Spirit Hall, then over the past twenty years, countless key departments of the Heaven Dou Empire have been infiltrated.

What's even more frightening is that the Crown Prince's wisdom and talent over the years have won him the support of countless court officials and the people. Once the truth is revealed, the resulting turmoil will be unimaginable.

"But……"

A civil official spoke in a trembling voice, "His Highness the Crown Prince has worked diligently for years, managing state affairs with great efficiency, ensuring border stability, and improving people's livelihoods. If he were to be deposed rashly, I fear..."

"Foolish!" the old priest interrupted sharply.

"That's all a disguise! It's all to steal my Tiandou Empire!"

Emperor Xueye closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

When he opened his eyes again, they were filled with a deathly coldness.

"Preach my will."

His voice was hoarse, yet carried the decisiveness of an emperor: "Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, possessing the martial spirit of an enemy nation, has been lurking for twenty years, plotting rebellion. Effective immediately, he is deposed as Crown Prince and imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison to await further judgment."

"Commander of the Imperial Guards, immediately mobilize all Imperial Guards to surround the Imperial Study and capture this villain alive." "General of the Imperial City, close all city gates, activate the city's protective array, and strictly prohibit anyone from entering or leaving."

A series of orders were issued, and the entire palace began to operate like a sophisticated machine.

However, no one noticed that the aura emanating from the golden pillar of light within the Imperial Study was undergoing a fundamental transformation.

Deep within the study, Qian Renxue was completely enveloped in golden holy flames.

Her body floated in mid-air, with the phantom of a six-winged angel stretching out to its fullest extent behind her.

But unlike before, the face of the angelic phantom began to gradually overlap with Qian Renxue's face—not in appearance, but in spirit, as if the phantom was an extension of her soul, an outward manifestation of her divinity.

“I am... Qian Renxue…”

"I am... the successor of the Angel God..."

The chaotic fragments of memory continue to assault her consciousness, but Qian Renxue's true self is becoming increasingly clear.

Unlike those who awakened their past life memories, she was not covered by ancient consciousness. Instead, she found balance in the fusion—the memories of the angel god from her past life became the foundation of her soul, while the will of Qian Renxue in this life governs this body and destiny.

This balance was achieved thanks to the guidance of the "angelic mark" within her body.

That was the divine mark that existed deep within her soul at birth, proof that she was a successor of the angel god.

At this moment, the divine seal is frantically absorbing a certain primordial power descending from the sky, originating from the "Goddess Ranking," and using it as fuel to propel her life level to a higher dimension.

"Finally... it's my turn."

Qian Renxue slowly opened her eyes.

Her pupils had turned pure gold, as if burning with an eternal holy flame. Everything within the study—dust, bacteria, dark thoughts—was purified and dissipated in the holy light.

She could sense that her martial soul was undergoing a fundamental evolution.

The six-winged angel is a divinely bestowed martial soul, whose quality surpasses the vast majority of martial souls in the world, second only to a few such as the Sea God martial soul.

But at this moment, under the infusion of this vast power, her six-winged angel martial soul is breaking through some kind of innate limitation.

That's the limitation of a "first-level deity".

Angels are first-level deities in the divine realm. Although they hold a revered position, they still have an upper limit.

This limitation is also imprinted on the inherited martial soul, which means that the holders of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul in each generation can only reach the level of a first-level god at most.

But now, these restrictions are being broken.

“Buzz——!!!”

Behind Qian Renxue, the phantom of the six-winged angel began to grow a seventh, eighth... and even twelfth pair of phantom wings from the edges of its wings!

Although the newly added wings are still blurry and far less solid than the original six wings, their appearance itself represents the opening of a possibility.

Her martial spirit is evolving into the legendary "Twelve-Winged Seraph," which is the form of a God-King level angel!
At the same time, the soul power within her body was also surging wildly.

Level 79... Level 80!

The barrier of Contra was broken in response, and it wasn't a simple breakthrough; he directly rushed to level 85!
But this is not the end.

As her soul power increased, all her soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black—began to tremble violently, their colors deepening and transforming at a visible speed.

The first and second spirit rings transformed directly from yellow to a deep purple.

The third and fourth spirit rings showed black patterns emerging from the purple.

(End of this chapter)