The Spirit Hall, that magnificent building symbolizing power and majesty, still stands on the continent, exuding a solemn and awe-inspiring aura.
However, within its depths, in the Angelic Temple, an extraordinary change is about to unfold.
Qian Renxue, like a disheveled streak of light, flies swiftly towards the Angelic Temple.
Her white divine armor is tattered, strips of cloth fluttering in the wind, her body stained with blood, clearly indicating she was severely injured in her battle with Qian Renshang.
The six-winged angel wings on her back no longer shine, several feathers missing, appearing tattered and withered.
The moment Qian Renxue burst into the Angelic Temple, the tranquil atmosphere was instantly shattered.
Qian Daoliu, who had been sitting with his eyes closed in the main seat of the temple, sensing the flow of angelic power, suddenly opened his eyes upon noticing Qian Renxue's disheveled state, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
"Xue'er, you... how could you be in such a state?"
Qian Daoliu abruptly stood up, his voice filled with undisguised panic and anxiety.
He never imagined that his granddaughter, on whom he had placed so much hope, the dignified Angel Goddess, would return to the Angelic Temple in such a miserable state.
Qian Renxue staggered, nearly falling, but she gritted her teeth, enduring the pain in her body and the humiliation in her heart, and slowly raised her head to look at Qian Daoliu.
Her eyes were filled with a complex mix of anger, resentment, and despair.
"Grandpa... I... I lost to Qian Renshang..."
Her voice was almost choked with sobs as she spoke the last few words, tears welling up in her eyes.
Qian Daoliu swayed, as if struck by a heavy blow. He couldn't believe his ears.
"What? You actually lost to Qian Renshang? This... how is this possible!"
Qian Daoliu's face was full of disbelief.
In his mind, after inheriting the title of Angel Goddess, Qian Renxue's strength had already transcended the ordinary; how could she have been defeated by Qian Renshang?
Qian Renxue gave a bitter laugh.
"Grandpa, it's true. Qian Renshang's strength is beyond my imagination.
His twelve-winged Fallen Angel martial soul seems to have a restraining effect on my six-winged Angel martial soul... I... I lost miserably."
As she spoke, Qian Renxue could no longer hold back, and tears streamed down her face.
Qian Daoliu remained silent for a long time, then slowly walked to Qian Renxue's side, gently patting her shoulder, trying to comfort her.
"Xue'er, victory and defeat are common in war. Don't panic, tell your grandfather in detail what happened in this battle."
Qian Renxue took a deep breath, suppressing her grief, and told Qian Daoliu the whole story of her battle with Qian Renshang.
After listening, Qian Daoliu frowned deeply, his expression grave.
He knew that Qian Renshang's growth had exceeded their control, and if not curbed, he would become a major threat to the Spirit Hall.
"Xue'er, focus on recovering. Your grandfather will find a way to deal with Qian Renshang.
Since he dares to be so arrogant, we cannot let him off easily."
A ruthless glint flashed in Qian Daoliu's eyes as he spoke firmly.
Qian Renxue nodded slightly. "Grandpa, I won't give up.
Once I'm fully recovered, I will definitely seek revenge on Qian Renshang again. This time, I won't lose!"
She clenched her fists, her eyes rekindling with fighting spirit and killing intent.
Qian Daoliu's face grew increasingly grim, like the gloomy sky before a storm.
He paced slowly, his thoughts a tangled mess.
"I told you long ago, Qian Renshang is the prophesied Child of Darkness.
Now it seems his twelve-winged Fallen Angel Martial Soul is even more terrifying than I imagined!" Qian Daoliu 's voice was low and hoarse, filled with deep worry.
(End of Chapter)
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