Chapter 63

In that shattered secret chamber.

The stones and rubble shattered by Bibi Dong's martial soul true form left the secret chamber in utter disarray.

Qian Xunji pried himself from the wall, barely holding his broken body together, he painfully lifted his head and gazed toward Qian Renxue not far away.

Qian Renxue looked at him with a cold, indifferent expression, her eyes devoid of any warmth, filled only with endless annoyance.

In her heart, this so-called father had always been a burden constantly causing her trouble, and she had long grown tired of him.

Her gaze was icy and merciless, fixed straight on Qian Xunji as if he were a complete stranger unrelated to her.

The cracks in the wall seemed to mock Qian Xunji's current sorry and pitiful state.

Qian Xunji's pained and helpless expression could not elicit even a hint of pity from Qian Renxue; her heart remained utterly still.

"Xue'er... kill me... only then... can you obtain the last two pieces of the angel's leg bones... only then can you truly inherit the legacy of the Angel God!"

Qian Xunji said this with his last ounce of strength, his voice full of pleading.

Qian Renxue frowned slightly, unable to hold back her curse:

"Hmph, you're still saying this now? It's utterly ridiculous."

"Do you think I'm you? Even without those two bones, I can still become the Angel God! Don't make Grandfather sad anymore! You worthless trash!"

"Xue'er! I'm doing this for you!"

Her hand clenched involuntarily, light flickering faintly in her palm, while Qian Renxue's gaze remained icy on Qian Xunji, unwavering, filled only with hatred and resolve.

"Don't go around saying you're doing this for me!"

"You're just a coward! If you want to die, why can't you kill yourself?"

Qian Renxue coldly stared at Qian Xunji.

"Things have come to this! It's all your fault!"

"If you dare to act, dare to own it! Why won't you admit it? You don't deserve your martial soul!"

Qian Xunji was speechless, \"I... I don't deserve it. \"

"Your only value is to live and keep Grandfather happy, understand?"

"Don't ever show up in front of me again! Hmph!"

A Titled Douluo actually loses a woman to a grand master soul master—what trash.

Qian Renxue directed her gaze toward the Death Spider Emperor's true form outside the huge breach; their battle was not yet over.

When Bibi Dong's massive and fearsome Death Spider Emperor martial soul true form appeared on the Spirit Hall plaza, the previously tranquil Spirit Hall seemed to have been hit by a heavy bomb.

After the initial shock, the Hall Guard knights immediately came to their senses, their eyes filled with tension and resolve.

A group of Hall Guard knights rushed toward the huge alarm, their hurried steps looking somewhat disheveled.

One knight exerted all his strength, pulling the heavy alarm rope over and over; with his motion, the piercing alarm suddenly split the air, like a sharp cry echoing within the Spirit Hall.

The other Hall Guard knights quickly sprang into action at the sound of the alarm, some rushing urgently toward where the elders were, their faces anxious as they ran and shouted:

"Enemy attack! Notify the elders at once!"

"Where are the elders? Quick, quick, quick! Go fetch the elders for support!"

"You two! Go quickly to report to His Holiness the Pope and Her Highness the Holy Maiden!"

"Quick, quick, quick, get moving now."

Their figures darted through the corridors and courtyards, kicking up a flurry of wind.

Meanwhile, another portion of the Hall Guard knights swiftly gathered at key positions, forming tight, orderly ranks, gripping sharp spears and heavy shields, their expressions solemn, ready for battle.

Various martial souls manifested, their dazzling, beautiful soul rings illuminating the dark night beneath the Hall Guard knights.

Just as everyone prepared to face the enemy, a faceless wraith and a white-clad Ju Yue Guan appeared before them.

"It's Elder Gui and Elder Ju! Two elders! The enemy is attacking!"

"Enough! Be quiet, all of you!"

The wraith's soul power fluctuations suppressed the restless members of the Spirit Hall.

"This is not an enemy attack, but an internal drill of the Spirit Hall."

"But, elder."

The wraith waved a hand.

"This concerns you none; first stand down, return to your posts—this one's martial soul true form will not leave the Spirit Hall plaza."

The wraith also felt a bit embarrassed, as the Holy Maiden usually does not manifest the Death Spider Emperor martial soul before her subordinates.

As a result, besides a few Titled Douluo, no one recognized her martial soul true form, nearly causing a farce of friend attacking friend.

The Hall Guard knights exchanged glances, but ultimately obeyed the order and returned to their posts, though their eyes remained fixed on the massive martial soul true form.

At that moment, a golden streak shot out from the shattered secret chamber. Qian Renxue's figure traced a beautiful arc in the air, golden light trailing behind her like a long comet's tail, like a brilliant meteor.

Qian Renxue flew toward the Spirit Hall plaza at extreme speed, the wind howling in her ears, her hair flying wildly in the gust.

Her heart brimmed with excitement and exhilaration; as long as she threw herself fully into battle, she wouldn't have to think about those tedious worries.

Qian Renxue arrived above the Spirit Hall plaza, looking down at the berserk Bibi Dong below, who raged like a husky tearing up a house. She felt a bit speechless—who was this madness for? It made Bibi Dong seem as if she used to care about her.

These lunatics, changing their minds moment to moment, are utterly bewildering; better to subdue her first, for this place will henceforth be Qian Renxue's plaza, and I won't let this woman ruin it.

The eight radiant wings behind Qian Renxue blazed brightly, her crimson third soul ring flickering, the rich red light dyeing the black sky with the hue of sunset.

Third soul skill! Holy Feather Drift! Behold, Qian Renxue's eight wings, shining with brilliant golden light, trembled lightly; each subtle vibration released countless slender, sharp golden feathers drifting down.

As these feathers left the wings, they seemed endowed with spirited life, gracefully spinning in the air, flashing dazzling light like golden meteors—beautiful yet deadly.

Driven by Qian Renxue's mental power, the feathers began to float in a wondrous trajectory, intertwining and weaving, gradually forming an ocean of golden feathers.

Each feather contained immense sacred power, slicing through the air and stirring sharp currents.

This ocean of golden feathers surged toward Bibi Dong's martial soul true form like a raging golden tempest.

The Death Spider Emperor's true form was instantly engulfed by the golden mass; those feathers acted like sharp blades, mercilessly cutting into the Death Spider Emperor's body.

It left thin, deep scars on the purple-red carapace.

Dark black blood dripped onto the plaza's stone bricks, emitting a corrosive hissing sound.

Where the golden feathers scratched Bibi Dong, she felt not only a burning pain on her flesh but also an assimilating power of sacred force, as if it sought to educate her mad soul; her soul power was being crazily purified by the light force! Bibi Dong had just been raging and tearing down the house, but after being hit by a soul skill she became much more honest, her mind regained clarity.

Her massive body tried to dodge, but the golden feathers seemed to have tracking ability, following her like a shadow; her huge body left her nowhere to escape.

This is the soul skill granted to Qian Renxue by the god-bestowed soul ring; her first and second soul rings are extremely powerful, possessing all-encompassing amplification soul skills, powerful amplification single-target burst soul skills, a cheating physical-energy-immunity soul skill, and an outrageous undying soul skill.

With just two rings, Qian Renxue's combination of soul skills is already quite perfect, but she sorely lacks a soul skill with large-range destructive power!

Therefore, the third soul skill granted to her by the god-bestowed soul ring, Holy Feather Drift, is indeed a large-range offensive-type soul skill; although it is used for clearing the field, it is also quite suitable against huge opponents.

"Huh? Is Bibi Dong's brain broken? Why not use a soul skill to block, but rely on speed to dodge? Does she really think I'm just an ordinary Soul Ancestor?"

Qian Renxue narrowed her beautiful eyes, "Bibi Dong won't be beaten to death by me, will she?" This third soul skill of hers is a 150,000-year-level god-bestowed soul ring, swallowed whole……

Amidst this splendid drift of golden feathers, Bibi Dong felt as if she were standing in a divine judgment, able only to struggle desperately under this terrifying soul skill attack until she was utterly defeated.

No, I can't just take this hit head-on! Qian Renxue is by no means an ordinary Soul Ancestor! Bibi Dong's pitch-black eighth soul ring lit up first, Death Spider Emperor Avatar! This soul skill can create an avatar that possesses a hundred percent of the main body's power, with no intelligence, and must be controlled by mental power.

Moreover, this hundred-percent power is not just physical; it also includes soul skills, but only the first seven soul skills.

A huge spider avatar covered Bibi Dong's body like a second skin.

Exactly! She actually enlarged the avatar created by the soul skill to perfectly cover herself as a new set of armor! This is the soul skill manipulation ability of a Title Douluo; Bibi Dong hasn't lived these thirty-five years for nothing.

Then the fourth and fifth soul rings lit up in succession! Thorn Spider Armor! Thousand Blades, Thousand Shields! Countless purple-black spikes over a meter long densely covered Bibi Dong's body and the outer Spider Emperor Avatar on every part, fitting together perfectly without letting the inner spider spikes pierce the outer avatar—this level of control truly astonished Qian Renxue.

There's no way around it; Qian Renxue is still too young, and her development of soul skills has only just begun.

She relies entirely on crushing opponents with her own stats and soul ring values, playing the role of a brute-force numbers monster; she hasn't yet had the chance to develop the finesse and control of soul skills.

And it's not over yet—seen in her Death Spider Emperor true form, towering tens of meters tall, Bibi Dong's ferocious body began to surge with a massive soul power fluctuation.

Immediately afterward, she opened her huge mouthparts and let out a deep, muffled roar; countless rays of light shot from her body, instantly condensing in the air into shields of various shapes, flashing with cold light.

Some of these shields were like round giant discs, some were sharp triangles, and others were irregular polygons.

They were densely packed together, forming an impregnable defensive barrier, like a Thousand Blades, Thousand Shields, firmly protecting Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong relied on her Spider Emperor Avatar to hard-block the golden feathers and activated Thousand Blades, Thousand Shields; this was a double Thousand Blades, Thousand Shields stacked with the Spider Emperor Avatar soul skill! The feathers of Holy Feather Drift crazily slammed into Bibi Dong's Thousand Peaks, Thousand Shields, producing a piercing screech; the shields before her were mercilessly cut, the golden feathers tore through the defense and slammed hard into the Spider Emperor Avatar, causing Bibi Dong's massive body to continually shudder under the huge impact.

Bibi Dong gritted her teeth and exerted all her strength to employ various defensive measures, but under this dense and powerful assault her defenses were continually breached; the wounds on her body kept increasing.

As the Spider Emperor Avatar shattered, the golden feathers' offensive finally ceased—just as Bibi Dong let out a sigh of relief.

"Bibi Dong, can you block this strike!"

Qian Renxue's face was grim; at that moment, the fierce wind howled, blowing her splendid skirt to flutter loudly.

She suddenly raised both hands gripping the Angelic Holy Sword; powerful soul power undulations gathered on the blade, and a brilliant pillar of soul power like a blazing sun shot up into the sky, causing the humid moisture of the night to evaporate dry in its light.

Unlike the soul ring skills and soul bone skills obtained by forcing a hundred-thousand-year spirit beast to sacrifice, only this enormous total soul power that makes even a Title Douluo feel startled is Qian Renxue's supreme treasure achieved by herself! Every day she diligently trains, frantically consumes heavenly treasures, various medicinal baths to temper her body! Day after day, the soul power painstakingly compressed! This is truly something wholly belonging to her! Qian Xunji lay on the floor of the secret chamber, half-opening his eyes to see the pillar shooting up from the hole above; he strained to widen his eyes, even if the piercing golden light made tears and blood streaks flow from his eyes, he kept staring fixedly at that dazzling beam of light.

Qian Xunji simultaneously felt his own inferiority and jealousy, yet also burst with genuine joy—this was the first time, as someone who had felt inferior since childhood yet strived to be strong, that he felt joy for another person.

He couldn't help but let out a sigh.

This is it! He spent his whole life for this very radiance! This divine brilliance! Qian Xunji didn't realize when he had already been tearing up; he clenched his teeth tightly, and from his mouth came an indistinct sobbing sound.

Xue'er… you're right, Dad is just a coward… a useless weakling… but…

But Dad is not wrong… Perhaps in my life I've made countless foolish decisions, but only you! My Xue'er! Only your birth! It couldn't be more correct! This miracle is also absolutely without error! Qian Daoliu, standing far away in the air gazing, couldn't tear himself away from looking at that divine heavenly-piercing light pillar, and at the world-changing phenomena caused by the surging of his immense soul power.

Qian Daoliu had been hovering in the air all along, waiting for news from the secret chamber—how could he possibly be that stupid? Bibi Dong wanted to kill his son; how could he not know! He also fully knew Qian Renxue's true appearance before Qian Xunji and Bibi Dong; he was merely pretending to be a senile old fool to be easily coaxed, unwilling to let Xue'er worry about him.

Xue'er is doing this to vent her anger for that old fogey…… for that old fogey who clearly stands at the world's pinnacle yet lives stifled by his own convictions……

Qian Daoliu suddenly recalled that when Qian Renxue was three, she had suffered a grievance at Bibi Dong's hands, puffed up like a little chick, chirping and clamoring to learn swordsmanship.

That little golden lump, saying she wanted to eradicate all evil spirit masters… that little lump that rekindled hope in his desolate heart… so tiny… she was only that small, and now she's only nine years old……

"Xue'er… you're doing really well now… far better than Grandfather imagined……"

"Grandfather's Xue'er… you are now the Qian family's most radiant, most dazzling child……"

Today's breeze seemed a bit noisy, blowing sand that made Qian Daoliu's eyes gritty.

Brothers, today is a double release; today it looks like there's only one chapter, but it's actually two chapters, hehe, let's try a 4000-word chapter ahead of time. In the future I'll strive to release two chapters, of course I'll strive for it, I feel that combining them will be much better, the mood that was being built up won't be interrupted either, please vote for me! Brothers! Love you all! Thanks to the brothers who tipped for having a good show to watch today! (≧≦)/(End of chapter)