Chapter 232: with translation of chapter title

232. Chapter 232: Successive Godhood

"But you are my grandfather; how could you bear to abandon Xue'er alone, sacrificing yourself for the Dao, just for the faith in your heart and leaving me behind?" Qian Renxue knew what she said was selfish, but this was the best possible way to convince Qian Daoliu.

Golden Crocodile Douluo stood with his hands behind his back outside the Hall of Worship, facing the hall, watching the surging holy radiance of the angels in the sky, silent.

Qian Daoliu looked at the angel statue above that had greatly changed; his eyes gradually revealed an indescribable expression; then his gaze turned to Qian Renxue.

Bitterly, he said: "Xue'er, my faith of hundreds of years cannot be changed; only by sacrificing myself for the Dao is this my best ending."

"Angel God, my faith is on the verge of collapse; before my faith disappears, how can you bear to watch grandfather suffer this torment?"

Qian Renxue widened her eyes and looked at her grandfather.

"Grandfather, you."

Qian Daoliu smiled reassuringly and came before Qian Renxue, placing his large hand on her head: "Silly girl, I have served the angels for hundreds of years; how could I not notice the changes in you? But this change may not be a bad thing for you."

"Xue'er, it's a pity I won't see the day you become a god; but to use this broken body to clear a path for you to reach divinity, I am content and die without regret."

After speaking, Qian Daoliu's whole body burst forth with a dazzling light, like the fleeting brilliance when a falling sun bursts upon the world.

Qian Renxue's face changed; she tried to grab Qian Daoliu's hand but it was too late: "Grandfather, don't!"

The voice of the Fallen Angel echoed in Qian Renxue's heart: "Do not let grandfather's sacrifice be in vain; I will help you successfully inherit the godhood of the Twelve-Winged Light Fallen Angel."

Immediately, a dark-colored energy followed Qian Daoliu's radiance and entered the angel statue together.

In an instant.

Heaven and earth seemed to divide into two colors, light and darkness, with the angel statue half in light and half in darkness.

Afterwards, Qian Daoliu's and the Fallen Angel's energies manifested one after another in darkness and light.

Qian Renxue released the Twelve-Winged Light Fallen Angel martial soul, holding the dual-colored angel god sword, slowly merging into the statue of the Light Fallen Angel God.

Golden Crocodile Douluo closed his eyes, drew a deep breath and held it in his heart; after hundreds of years of companionship, he finally witnessed the fall of his good brother.

At this moment, Golden Crocodile Douluo could not remain calm; he flashed and disappeared before the Hall of Worship.

Three days later.

Qian Renxue, bearing light and darkness, stepped out from the Light Fallen Angel statue; her overbearing aura instantly swept across Martial Soul City and even the surrounding cities were faintly affected.

"This is, the power of a god; indeed it is strong." Qian Renxue clenched her fists, her whole body clad in brilliant golden angel god armor, ten divine rings encircling her as she stood proudly in the void.

Suddenly, Qian Renxue's gaze turned toward the Hall of the Pope; there, an extremely overbearing and sinister evil energy gathered and continued to grow.

"That is, the inheritance of the Asura God's godhood." Qian Renxue's mind flashed with the visage of Bibi Dong.

She snorted coldly and called out: "Where is the Angel Legion?"

Countless Light Fallen Angels flapped their wings from the ground and flew into the high sky; after a thousand years of evolution and trials, the optimal soul ring configuration and corresponding soul skills for the angel martial soul had long been determined.

Flight is the most basic.

"Follow me."

Just as Qian Renxue announced she would take control of the Martial Soul Empire and launch a counterattack, a soaring aura suddenly erupted from the location of the Hall of the Pope.

Compared to the previous Qian Renxue, it was lacking by several tenths.

Bibi Dong, beating her Asura God armor, flew up high and stood opposite Qian Renxue in the distance: "First deal with the external enemy, then talk about other matters." Qian Renxue pondered briefly and agreed.

The two sides had barely calmed for a moment when another direction emitted a divine aura; for those who had already become gods, it was as dazzling as the sun in darkness.

Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong said simultaneously: "Asura God, how is this possible?"

Bibi Dong's face darkened: "Tang Hao, she must have inherited the Asura God's godhood; I never expected that after Tang San's death, Tang Hao could still become a god."

Qian Renxue's face suddenly showed an amused expression, and involuntarily a person's face came to mind.

"I actually want to know, how would you handle this situation?"

"What are you thinking?" Bibi Dong exclaimed upon seeing the amused expression on Qian Renxue's face.

Qian Renxue first startled, the smile on her face vanished and she returned to her cold demeanor; the Angel Legion, bolstered by the power of the Fallen Angel, had combat strength greater than that of ordinary soul masters.

However, since Tang Hao had become the Asura God, we should first send this guy to scout the virtual and real state of the Heaven-Breaking Sect before saying more.

Star Net Empire is merely a dog of the Heaven-Breaking Sect; this dog may bite but is not lethal; the key is still the sect master of the Heaven-Breaking Sect, namely Yang Yun.

Qian Renxue inexplicably felt that even after becoming a god, she might not surely defeat that guy; she also didn't know if it was because she had long been suppressed.

While thinking, her thoughts drifted for some reason; Qian Renxue said irritably: "Restrain the Fallen Angel's power; don't keep thinking about nonsense all day."

The Fallen Angel chuckled: "I don't know who that day was, sitting higher than me, with greater strength, almost breaking the person's seat with a loud voice."

Qian Renxue snorted coldly and no longer bothered to argue with that crazy Fallen Angel who had no moral bottom line.

Shalu Zhidu

More precisely, it is the entrance of Shalu Zhidu.

Yang Yun stood alone at the entrance and exit of Shalu Zhidu; since Tang Hao's inheritance of the godhood began, the entrance and exit of Shalu Zhidu have both disappeared, no longer wanting to be seen.

But just now the aura of the Asura God was right here; without a doubt, it is absolutely the merged entrance and exit of Shalu Zhidu.

"Tang Hao, isn't it said that the Haotian Douluo is peerless under heaven; how, after becoming a god, do you still cower inside and refuse to come out? This greatly damages the dignity of the Asura God's Five Divine Kings."

Yang Yun raised his hand and a flame giant dragon surged toward the entrance/exit of Shalu Zhidu.

This move, the soul bone skill Flame Dragon Bite Explosion, imbued with destructive power, directly struck the entrance/exit of Shalu Zhidu; the collision of destructive power and Asura God power sent ripples through the surrounding space.

Boom—

Endless blood-colored mist erupted from the collision point, like a volcanic eruption enveloping Yang Yun entirely.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—the howling wind, a great hammer flew from the blood-colored mist toward Yang Yun.

"Break!"

Yang Yun gave a light shout; the collision of the Flame Spear Chongli and the Vast Heaven Hammer produced a clear sound; the next second, numerous apparitions appeared around Yang Yun.

"First Soul Skill—Ten Beast Spirits"

Eighteen flaming figures continually swept toward the eight directions, pursuing the mad followers of the evil soul masters of Shalu Zhidu, straight to the front where they blocked all the evil soul masters; in all eight directions, not a single person could escape the encirclement of the Ten Beast Spirits.

The three souls, Emperor Heaven, Bear Lord, and Red King, stood proudly in the void. (End of chapter)