457. Angel Douluo

As the Angel God finished speaking, the Holy Light Pegasus, lying in the pit of blood, suddenly radiated a soft, milky-white light.

Under Qian Renxue’s astonished gaze, the wounds on the Holy Light Pegasus healed completely. It stood up, unharmed, and let out an excited laugh.

"Master, it’s so wonderful to see you again!"

The Angel God sat gracefully on the back of the Holy Light Pegasus, stroking its mane with a calm and nostalgic expression.

"It’s really alive?"

Qian Renxue was amazed, her eyes gleaming with white light. If not for the real blood in the pit, she might have doubted whether everything she saw earlier was an illusion.

"Little one, what’s with your tone?" the Holy Light Pegasus complained, flapping its six wings as it ascended into the air, its expression filled with pride.
"I’m not an ordinary horse!"

"Indeed," the Angel God said with a faint smile. "Little Light is different from other spirit beasts. It possesses traces of divinity."

"Divinity..." Qian Renxue’s expression grew serious as she recalled the golden particles in the Holy Light Pegasus’s blood.

"Exactly!" The Holy Light Pegasus’s eyes sparkled with pride as it descended slowly under the Angel God’s guidance.

"By staying here with my master, I don’t even need to undergo tribulations," it declared.

"Hmph, gains and losses," the Angel God remarked softly with a smile.

Seeing Qian Renxue’s puzzled expression, the Angel God explained gently:
"If I’m not here, it would be struck by tribulations and perish as soon as it leaves this hall."

"I see!" Qian Renxue nodded slightly.

The Holy Light Pegasus wasn’t spared its tribulations; they were merely waiting outside for it. While inside this space, it could freely increase its cultivation without fear.

"For the reward of your sixth trial, I’ve decided to have Little Light sacrifice itself to become your ninth spirit ring," the Angel God stated calmly.

"Ancestor..." Qian Renxue hesitated, glancing at the Holy Light Pegasus with some reluctance in her eyes.

"If my master has returned for me, I naturally won’t refuse," the Holy Light Pegasus said, raising its head proudly. It turned and affectionately rubbed against the Angel God’s palm.

"Thank you, Ancestor, and thank you, Little Light!" Qian Renxue bowed in gratitude, no longer hesitating.

This reward was indeed far more generous than the last Angelic Trials!

"Consider it a gift from me to you, my descendant," the Angel God said. She leaned back, her legs swaying slightly as she rested her hands on the horse’s back, looking up at the sky.

Basking in the sunlight, she smiled and added,
"The seventh trial will be relatively simple: absorb all those spirit bones."

"Of course, simple doesn’t mean easy."

Before her voice fully faded, the Angel God turned to Qian Renxue with a bright gaze and spoke softly:
"You’ve likely already experienced it, haven’t you?"

"Rest assured, Ancestor! The scorching pain of the Sunfire will only make me stronger!" Qian Renxue declared confidently.

The most challenging aspect of absorbing the Angelic Spirit Bone set was enduring the agony of the Sunfire refining her bones during the quality upgrade.

Only by surviving it could the spirit bones truly reach the hundred-thousand-year level!

"Haha, very good."

The Angel God’s face showed approval.

Noticing Qian Renxue’s hesitant expression, she waved her hand.
"If there’s something you want to ask, go ahead."

Receiving permission, Qian Renxue didn’t hesitate. With a focused gaze, she asked:
"Ancestor, will the Godly Trials of Jue be too difficult for him?"

"Him?"

The Angel God frowned slightly, her face turning faintly red. Reluctantly, she replied,
"Don’t worry, my negative influence won’t make things hard for him."

"That’s... that’s good," Qian Renxue replied with an awkward laugh, breathing a sigh of relief.



She naturally remembered what her dear younger brother had done to the Ancestor back then.

Kisses were just the beginning—his hands had roamed freely.

The Angel God bit her red lips, suppressing the faint ripple of emotions that surfaced.

She gave her command:
"Alright, Little Light, begin the sacrifice. From now on, you will no longer be alone."

"Understood, Master. I will continue to serve you!"

The Holy Light Pegasus's eyes were filled with honor.

To die for faith—this was something countless individuals longed for but could not achieve.

Qian Renxue calmed her mind, taking the matter very seriously.

The pegasus closed its eyes briefly, a faint and mysterious aura locking onto Qian Renxue.

A dazzling blood-red light burst from the forehead of the Holy Light Pegasus and spread outward.

The Angel God's figure rose gracefully into the air.

Buzz—!

A crimson pillar of light shot into the heavens.

A sinister blood flame began consuming the Holy Light Pegasus’s body, cultivation, and life force, sending its immense energy toward Qian Renxue.

The pegasus’s body grew fainter and fainter.

Through the dimming form, Qian Renxue faintly saw a petite, crystal-like pony spirit—delicate and translucent, fading further into transparency until it completely disappeared.

All the blood-red light condensed into a massive ring, shrinking toward Qian Renxue.

Behind her, a golden six-winged angel spread its wings across the sky.

Beneath her were eight spirit rings: four black and four red.

When the blood-red spirit ring, adorned with two golden patterns, descended, Qian Renxue’s aura surged.

She broke through to Level 93, becoming a Titled Douluo!

Her spirit rings were now four black and five red.

Title: Angel!

However, the transformation of Qian Renxue’s body wasn’t finished yet.

An unstoppable series of explosions resounded.

Behind her, three pairs of pure white wings unfolded.

This wasn’t her martial soul possession but an external spirit bone granted by the Holy Light Pegasus: Angel’s Six Wings!

Joy lit up Qian Renxue’s face.

A growth-type external spirit bone—there was even the possibility of it evolving into a divine weapon!

"This is quite unexpected," the Angel God murmured as she observed the Angel’s Six Wings.

Then, with curiosity, she asked:
"What about the soul skills? Did you inherit Little Light's unique abilities?"

"Unique abilities?"

Qian Renxue paused, inspecting herself briefly.

A look of realization crossed her face. No wonder the Holy Light Pegasus had been able to stand up earlier.

Little Light had given her two soul skills:

1. Angel's Light of Faith

A restoration skill that could be used on individuals or groups, even capable of resetting them to full health!

However, the effectiveness of the healing depended on the target’s faith in angels.

Most importantly, it could enhance the healed target’s belief in angels!

Though it could only be used once a day, for Qian Renxue, it was nearly equivalent to a full reset of her own state.



2. Angel's Free Will

A mental force-based skill combining powerful offense and control!

Its offensive capabilities needed no further explanation.

Its true potential lay in its ability to take complete control over the body of a believer or a low-level spirit master.

In the future, if she needed any information, perhaps all she would have to do was manipulate the golden threads connecting countless faiths.




"It seems Little Light's soul skills are quite impressive," the Angel God remarked as she sat on a cloud, lightly combing her hair.

She advised softly:
"If you have the chance, try to bring it back to life."

Before her voice faded, the Angel God’s figure dissipated into a wisp of lingering melancholy.

"Ancestor..."

Qian Renxue raised her delicate hand, watching the figure vanish into nothingness.

Clenching her fist tightly, she made a promise:
"Please rest assured, Ancestor!"

"When everything is settled, I will find a way to bring Little Light back—even..."

"Even to bring you back as well!"

Biting her lip, Qian Renxue looked up at the increasingly dark world around her.

With resolute steps, she approached as a golden portal opened in midair.

Her silhouette disappeared through it.

The world was left steeped in darkness.