Watching Bibi Dong fall from the sky, her life or death unknown, a mist of water instantly clouded Qian Renxue's vision.
Bibi Dong no longer resembled the peerless beauty of the continent; her arms were shattered, her body was charred black like coal, and she was barely recognizable as human. As for her divine armor, it had long since vanished without a trace.
Qian Renxue's remaining three wings flapped with all her might, finally catching Bibi Dong before she could strike the ground.
"Bibi Dong, Bibi." Looking at the motionless body, Qian Renxue called out in a trembling voice. But when she released her divine sense to probe Bibi Dong's injuries, the feedback she received turned her face deathly pale, and her divine heart seemed to grind to a halt.
No breath! Not a single sign of life! Was Bibi Dong dead?
The feedback from her divine sense hit Qian Renxue like a thunderbolt, leaving her frozen in mid-air, stunned and motionless. Bibi Dong, the woman with whom she had been entangled in love and hate for so many years, was dead?! Impossible, absolutely impossible!! Qian Renxue's mind drifted as she whispered a desperate plea.
"I won't go against you anymore, just wake up."
"Look at me, please."
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She gently shook Bibi Dong's broken body, as if trying to rouse her. At this moment, Qian Renxue was no longer a deity standing above all living things; she was merely a little girl longing to see her mother once more.
Yet, after shaking her for a long time, Bibi Dong remained unresponsive, still wearing that lifeless expression. Afterward, she produced various top-tier, life-saving secret medicines exclusive to Martial Soul Hall and administered them to Bibi Dong, but the result remained the same.
Failure after failure caused Qian Renxue's heart to sink to the bottom of an abyss. Everything before her seemed to tell her that she had completely lost the last relative she had in this world, a realization that filled her with despair.
Qian Renxue thought of many things. Every time she had reached out in her childhood, she was met with Bibi Dong's coldness, rejection, and the deep-seated disgust in her eyes. She had wanted to know the reason, but found nothing. She had cried many times because of this—sometimes out of genuine sorrow, sometimes to feign misery in hopes of gaining concern—but even then, Bibi Dong had never given her the slightest response.
Later, perhaps her tears had run dry, or perhaps her heart had died; she no longer craved Bibi Dong's charity and began to find ways to actively spite her. When Bibi Dong wanted the Heaven Dou Empire, she had used the power of her Angel Spirit Bone to resolutely participate in the coup, aiming to snatch away the empire Bibi Dong desired, forcing her to face her and fight to reclaim what she wanted. Even if it meant deepening the rift and becoming enemies, she had been determined to do it.
Later still, despite the interference of Yun Ming and Ya Li, her goal had, in a sense, been half-successful. The supreme power of Martial Soul Hall and the Martial Soul Empire rested with the Qian Family, and the Heaven Dou Empire was also under their control. Bibi Dong had lost her supreme power. Although it didn't belong to her yet, she had already become the Angel God, and the forces of Martial Soul Hall would naturally fall under her command; Bibi Dong would eventually have to face her.
Yet, she never imagined that there was such a twisted story behind Bibi Dong's hatred for her. The underlying reasons left her at a loss. After so many years of love and hate, how could she distinguish right from wrong? She felt lost, truly not knowing how to face Bibi Dong. So, when she learned the truth, she chose to leave, to separate, to seal away her feelings, and to live their own lives without interfering—perhaps that was the best way for them to coexist in the future.
However, in today's crisis, Bibi Dong had chosen her when faced with a choice between two, which made Qian Renxue realize that Bibi Dong did love her after all; it was just that their past experiences made it difficult for mother and daughter to confide in one another. If she had never possessed it, it would be one thing, but to lose it after finally finding it—how could Qian Renxue, who had spent her whole life chasing this genuine affection, ever accept it? Following the despair came a hysterical outburst. Qian Renxue's self-sealed emotions surged forth, and she cried out hoarsely.
"Hey, Bibi Dong, stop joking around, wake up!"
"Wake up!!!"
Qian Renxue raised her right hand, and points of holy light bloomed. Desperate and clutching at straws, she seemed to have forgotten that Bibi Dong's attribute was the exact opposite of her own—Evil—or perhaps she was attempting to fight poison with poison. But the holy light intensified, eventually giving birth to specks of cyan radiance.
"Holy Grace to All Living Things!"
As the holy light turned completely cyan-gold, Qian Renxue backhanded it onto Bibi Dong's body.
The moment the cyan-gold light touched Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue's expression began to wither, and her aura fluctuated and plummeted rapidly. Conversely, as the holy light continuously merged into Bibi Dong's broken body, it began to faintly glow.
This result filled Qian Renxue with wild joy, and she recklessly condensed even more holy light.
Was fighting poison with poison working? Of course not! Even if Qian Renxue had lost her mind, she wouldn't be so delirious as to poison her own mother.
Holy Grace to All Living Things was the Angel God's supreme healing mystery. While called healing, its essence was the sharing of life. Qian Renxue was trading her own divine life for Bibi Dong's rebirth.
While deities were said to be long-lived and immortal, they were not truly infinite in lifespan. They could live on because the God Realm nourished them, replenishing their consumed lifespan, rather than being truly eternal. (Deities in the era of Ultimate Douluo faced life limits precisely because there was no God Realm.)
As her life force continuously drained away, Qian Renxue's aura grew weaker and weaker. She was already severely injured, and now, with such a consumption of her divine life, her face turned as pale as gold paper.
"Wake up!"
Qian Renxue struck Bibi Dong's chest with her fair hand, a sharp shout finally recalling the heartbeat of the woman before her.
It was fortunate that Tang San had still been thinking of self-preservation; otherwise, had he detonated his god position and divine soul entirely, all three gods present would have perished.
"Thump, thump, thump."
Listening to Bibi Dong's increasingly strong heartbeat, a smile appeared on Qian Renxue's pale face. She had finally succeeded! This time, she shouldn't have done anything wrong, right?
Thinking this, Qian Renxue could no longer hold on; her vision went black, and she fell into a faint.
Demon Whale Sea Area
Awakening, Yun Ming felt the surging power within his body. Thinking of the scene on the River of Time and Space earlier, he felt both overjoyed and deeply moved. Every meal and every drink had its own destiny; his path to godhood had finally blossomed and borne fruit after all his years of effort.
"We succeeded. Many thanks, senior."
Composing himself, Yun Ming bowed respectfully to Poseidon. He had succeeded, and Poseidon had truly contributed a great deal; this gesture was deserved.
Watching the bowing Yun Ming, Poseidon also recovered from the trance of the Ten God Rings and laughed heartily.
"Good, good, good! No need for formalities, rise!"
Knowing how to be grateful made Poseidon very pleased. His divine avatar shrank to the size of a normal person and helped Yun Ming up. Yun Ming rose with his assistance.
With the formalities concluded, Poseidon spoke directly.
"Quick, tell me, what is special about your path?"
A main god had seven god rings, and even a God King only had nine, yet Yun Ming possessed ten. This made Poseidon itch with curiosity, eager to understand exactly what Yun Ming's path was like.
"I'm not entirely sure myself," Yun Ming replied helplessly, shrugging.
It wasn't that Yun Ming didn't want to tell Poseidon, but he truly didn't know what his current situation was. He was the first person in history to walk this path, and he lacked a deep understanding of ordinary deities, making it difficult to judge the specific differences.
"That's simple. We'll know once we fight."
As he spoke, the golden light on Poseidon's avatar brightened, and the Sea God Trident fell into his hand.
"That is true."
Seeing Poseidon so proactive, Yun Ming smiled and raised his hand to summon the Atlas Divine Spear. It was perfect; he also wanted to see how much his path differed from that of a god of faith, and what his current level of strength was. With Poseidon's combat power and insight as the greatest under the God King, he should be able to help him see his own level clearly!
Poseidon looked at the Atlas Divine Spear in Yun Ming's hand, which seemed cast from glazed gold crystal and held the shifting of mountains and rivers, the rising and setting of the sun, and felt the pressure it faintly exerted on the Sea God Trident. His heart churned like a stormy sea. The Sea God Trident was being suppressed—this was truly a long-lost feeling!
"Then let us fight!"
As the words fell, Poseidon charged with his trident. Yun Ming shifted his spear tip and met him head-on. A great battle was about to erupt.
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