Villain: Fairy, please offer your loyalty

Bibi Dong opened her mouth, as if to explain something.

Qian Renxue did not give her a chance to speak.

Golden soul power emanated from Qian Renxue's body, enveloping the entire palace in a sacred glow.

The six-winged angel martial spirit fully unfolded behind her.

Three pairs of pure white wings fluttered, and the resulting gusts of air scattered the curtains, candlesticks, and ornaments in the bedchamber.

Six spirit rings rose up one after another from beneath her feet.

Two yellow, two purple, two black.

As the successor to the angelic divine position, her spirit ring configuration is itself at the top genius level in this plane.

But what truly made this aura terrifying was the golden divine radiance emanating from her body, a radiance that did not belong to the Douluo Laws.

Angelic Fire.

Those were fragments of divine power inherited from the Angel God, enough to suffocate any Title Douluo.

"Get your dirty hands off my mother."

Qian Renxue spoke each word with an icy chill.

A golden angelic sword materialized in her right hand, its tip pointing directly at Gu Fan.

Bibi Dong's expression changed.

"Xue'er, stop! Don't you know who you're attacking!"

Qianrenxue turned a deaf ear.

In her mind, anything that could turn her proud mother into this state must be an evil spirit.

It must be that this man of unknown origin used some kind of mind control technique.

"Prepare to die!"

Qian Renxue flashed, and the Angelic Holy Sword, imbued with holy fire, transformed into a golden lightning bolt and slashed towards Gu Fan.

Extremely fast.

The sword strike was fierce.

Bibi Dong cried out in alarm, trying to stop them, but it was too late.

Gu Fan did not move.

He didn't even lift his eyelids.

The tip of the Angelic Sword stopped three inches from Gu Fan's throat.

A finger gripped the blade.

Tianyi appeared in front of the bed at some unknown time, gently holding Qian Renxue's Angelic Holy Sword, which contained all of its power, between his index and middle fingers.

Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes narrowed suddenly.

She tried to pull back the holy sword, but found that no matter how much soul power she poured into it, the sword did not budge.

"Let go!"

Qian Renxue roared angrily.

Tian Yi remained expressionless as he looked at Gu Fan behind him.

"Let go, don't scare the little girl."

Tianyi slowly retreated back into the void.

Having lost her ability to fight back, Qian Renxue staggered back two steps.

Her fingers, gripping the angel's sword, were turning white.

The aura emanating from that black-armored guard caused her angelic martial spirit to tremble in an almost mournful manner.

That's not the kind of power that should exist in the Douluo Continent.

"What... exactly are you?"

Qian Renxue's voice finally carried a hint of panic.

Gu Fan sat up straight.

He looked at Qian Renxue with the same look he gave a child throwing a tantrum.

"What is it? That's not a very polite question, little princess."

"Let me ask you a question first."

"Has that angelic divine inheritance in your mind been trembling since just now?"

Qian Renxue's expression was not very good.

She definitely felt it.

From the moment I stepped into this palace, the angelic divine inheritance within me fell into a state of extreme unease.

That unease wasn't anger, nor was it rejection.

It is fear.

Do you know why?

Gu Fan got up from the bed.

He walked barefoot on the soft carpet toward Qian Renxue.

With each step he took, a wisp of the primordial aura that he had been deliberately suppressing was released from his body.

Qian Renxue subconsciously took a step back.

The phantom of the six-winged angel behind her began to tremble violently, its wings flashing with golden light.

"Because your so-called angel god is not even a high-level spirit pet in my eyes."

Gu Fan stopped two steps away from Qian Renxue.

"It's afraid of me."

"So you should be afraid of me too."

Qian Renxue bit her lip, desperately trying to maintain the last bit of pride of an angelic saintess.

"Nonsense... The Angel God is a supreme being, the creator god of Douluo Continent!"

"It's impossible for anyone to..."

"impossible?"

Gu Fan smiled.

He raised his right hand and casually hooked his index finger upwards.

A wisp of purple-gold energy, as thin as a hair, flew from his fingertips, pierced through the dome of the Papal Palace, and soared straight into the sky.

The highest point of Wuhun City.

The angel statue, which has stood for tens of thousands of years, stood silently in the morning light.

It was cast from a single piece of divine gold and stood a hundred feet tall.

With six wings spread, holding a holy sword, his face solemn.

It is the spiritual totem of the Angel lineage of the Spirit Hall.

It is also the source of faith that Qian Renxue has worshipped since childhood and regarded as the pillar of her life.

The moment the purplish-gold energy touched the statue.

The statues begin at the top of the head.

It turned to dust inch by inch.

Golden powder drifted in the morning breeze, settling on the streets, rooftops, and squares of Wuhun City.

The entire process takes no more than three breaths.

Qian Renxue saw it.

Through the blasted-open dome, she watched as the statue that held all her beliefs silently vanished into the air.

The angelic sword slipped from her hand and hit the carpet with a dull thud.

The phantom of the six-winged angel behind her shattered, and the light of its spirit rings dimmed.

Qian Renxue's legs lost their strength.

She knelt down on the carpet in the bedroom with a thud.

"No……"

"This is impossible..."

She reached out to grab the golden dust that was falling from the hole in the dome.

Dust slips through your fingers; you can't hold onto anything.

"Angel God...How could the Angel God..."

Qian Renxue's voice grew softer and softer until it became an almost inaudible murmur.

Bibi Dong sat on the edge of the bed, watching her daughter's breakdown, a complex emotion welling up inside her.

But she didn't try to persuade her otherwise.

Because she knew that the young master was helping Xue'er.

Help her break free from that false shackle.

Just like I helped myself yesterday.

Gu Fan squatted down.

He lifted Qian Renxue's pale face.

He forced her to look him in the eye.

"Why are you crying? That broken bronze statue isn't worth much."

Qian Renxue's tears fell silently.

She looked into those narrow, phoenix-shaped eyes so close to her, and there was no malice in them.

"You've believed in angels for over twenty years, but you're nothing more than a giant koi in this little puddle."

"In my world, so-called gods of this level aren't even qualified to guard my house."

Gu Fan's thumb brushed away the tear stains on her cheek.

You don't need God.

"What you need is someone who can truly protect you."

Qian Renxue's lips trembled.

She wanted to argue.

I want to curse.

I want to draw my sword and fight a hundred more times.

But her body wouldn't obey her commands.

The collapse of the Angel God's legacy took away her last bit of confidence and shattered her facade of strength that she had maintained for over twenty years.

"What...right do you have?"

Qian Renxue's voice was hoarse.

"You destroyed my faith, you destroyed everything I had... What right do you have to say you'll protect me?"

Gu Fan smiled.

He stood up and looked down at Qian Renxue, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Just because I can destroy it doesn't mean I can give you something ten thousand times better."

He flipped his wrist.

A elixir radiating seven-colored light appeared in his palm.

As soon as the elixir appeared, the fragments of angelic inheritance within Qian Renxue's body, which had become violent due to the shattering of the divine statue, suddenly quieted down.

"What is this...?"

Qian Renxue opened her eyes wide.

"Awakening Pill. We use it to feed the guardian spirit beasts over there."

Gu Fan flicked the elixir into Qian Renxue's slightly open mouth.

The elixir entered the stomach.

A vast amount of pure energy, far exceeding the level of the Angel God's inheritance, exploded within Qian Renxue's body.

The shattered fragments of angelic heritage were enveloped by this energy and began to rearrange and recombine in a completely new order.

It is more stable than the original system.

More refined.

It is also more powerful.

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