The night fell like ink, quietly spreading and swallowing the noise of the world, leaving only a deep serenity.
However, inside the Elder Hall, the lights were brightly lit, and the atmosphere was extremely strange.
“twin spirits?
And it’s a Angel of Death and a Angel of Life?”
“Just how on earth were these twin spirits awakened?”
“Even if it’s a Spirit mutation, this is a bit too outrageous, isn’t it?
The Spirit passed down through the generations of our Qian family is a God-level Spirit!”
“What kind of wicked thing could possibly affect the foundation of the God-level Seraphim Spirit?”
“Could it be Bibi Dong?” He suddenly thought of something.
“After all, she is a possessor of twin spirits, and her Spirits are the Death Spider Emperor and the Soul Eating Spider Emperor—two emperor-class Spirits!”
“But…
even so, it shouldn’t be able to shake the foundation of the Seraphim Spirit and cause it to mutate?”
After excluding all other possibilities, the final answer before him was the true one.
Even though he couldn’t accept it, the holy Angel Spirit had been tainted by such evil Spirits as the Death Spider Emperor and the Soul Eating Spider Emperor!
“Fortunately, it’s a blessing in disguise!
Little Renheng’s Spirit is at least a benign mutation; the quality of the Spirit didn’t drop because of it!”
“If it had been a malignant mutation…
the consequences would be unimaginable!”
Inside the magnificent Elder Hall, a holy and inviolable statue of an angel stood at the center.
Her hands were clasped to her chest, her eyes closed, and her expression was full of compassion, as if she were praying for the world.
The person standing beneath the angel statue was one of the three current Level 99 Peerless Douluos in the world, the Angel Douluo, Qian Daoliu!
At this moment, he had his hands behind his back, his brow furrowed as he paced back and forth, his face looking troubled.
This High Priest of Spirit Hall simply couldn’t figure it out.
This morning, he had joyfully and personally presided over the Spirit awakening ceremony for his two grandchildren.
He thought he would witness the simultaneous birth of two Angel Spirits; instead, after the light faded, he didn’t see a single feather!
The Seraphim Spirit did not appear; what appeared before him were mutated Angel Spirits, and two of them at that!
The Angel of Death Spirit possessed the attributes of death and destruction, while the Angel of Life Spirit possessed the attributes of life and recovery.
Although they were mutated Spirits, their innate Soul Power didn’t fall short; they were still at innate level twenty spirit power.
But when he looked at Little Renheng’s mutated Spirits, for some reason, he always felt something was off, and his heart couldn’t settle.
It was as if the Lady Angel God herself was wearing a green hat.
“Hey now, Big Brother!
Stop pacing around here.
Take a break and don’t overthink this matter.”
Seeing Qian Daoliu still pacing in front of the angel statue, still frowning over the morning’s events.
The Second Priest nearby really couldn’t stand it anymore and spoke up to interrupt.
“Big Brother, although Little Renheng didn’t inherit the purest Seraphim Spirit…”
“In the end, isn’t his Spirit still an Angel Spirit?”
“Moreover, it’s a rare Angel Spirit.
With an innate Soul Power level of twenty right there, his cultivation talent is definitely not a problem!”
When Qian Renheng awakened his Spirit, it truly caused everyone’s jaws to drop.
It wasn’t the Seraphim Spirit, but it was a Spirit not at all weaker than the Seraphim, and it was even more eerie and domineering!
The Angel of Death Spirit governs death and destruction, while the Angel of Life Spirit governs life and recovery.
Even though they were mutated Spirits, the quality of the Spirits did not change because of it; they were still God-level Spirits!
Of course, the most scalp-tingling and incredible thing was that both of these Spirits were extremely rare externalized spirits!
They were a part of Qian Renheng, extensions of his consciousness and life; they possessed independent forms and autonomous consciousness.
Just like a living person!
Hearing Gold Crocodile Douluo’s consolation, Qian Daoliu stopped his steps slightly and exhaled a long breath of turbid air.
If it’s not the Seraphim Spirit, then so be it.
And judging just by the aura of the Spirits, Little Renheng’s mutated Spirits weren’t bad; they seemed even a few points stronger than the pure Seraphim Spirit!
Although Little Renheng’s Spirit wasn’t the Seraphim, Little Xue’s Spirit was.
Thinking of this…
Qian Daoliu’s heart felt slightly better.
At least the Seraphim Spirit had been passed down.
“However…” Qian Daoliu’s tone shifted as he seemed to think of something, his face showing helplessness.
“Regarding this kind of strange externalized spirit, looking through the detailed records of our Spirit Hall over the past thousand years…”
“There is simply no corresponding cultivation method.
How are we to teach Little Renheng to cultivate his Spirit in the future?”
Qian Daoliu’s gaze slowly swept over the seated Gold Crocodile Douluo, Azure Phoenix Douluo, Lion Douluo, Light Feather Douluo, and the two brothers Douluo Qianjun and Jiangmo.
These six super Douluos were figures who, if they stomped their feet outside, could make the Douluo Continent tremble thrice.
At this moment, they were like students avoiding a teacher’s question, all shaking their heads in unison.
They didn’t know; they really didn’t know!
They simply couldn’t do it!
They had never encountered such a singular externalized spirit, so how could they talk about teaching its cultivation?!
“Speaking of externalized spirits…” Gold Crocodile Douluo tried hard to remember, “The last appearance of an externalized spirit seems to have been decades ago.”
“It was on Yu Xiaogang, that trash son of Sect Master Yu Yuanzhen from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect who left home.”
“Although he was also a possessor of an externalized spirit, his cultivation talent was simply beyond words!”
“His innate Soul Power was a pitiful half-level.
Despite being a descendant of Sect Master Yu Yuanzhen, his Spirit looked like a pig, and his Soul Power level could never break through level thirty in his entire life!”
“His cultivation path has absolutely no reference value for Little Renheng!” Mentioning Yu Xiaogang, Gold Crocodile Douluo almost couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
How should one put it?
That fellow Sect Master Yu Yuanzhen was a Titled Douluo expert famous throughout the continent, yet a true dragon gave birth to a maggot.
Who could he complain to?
“Sigh—” Inside the empty Elder Hall, Qian Daoliu’s sigh echoed.
“We’ll take it one step at a time.
I only hope Little Renheng can figure out a path for himself.”
…
Spirit Hall has three great sacred palaces, one of which is the Douluo Hall.
It is located at the peak of the sacred mountain in Spirit City, almost touching the clouds.
Compared to the grand Supreme Pontiff Palace, the scale of Douluo Hall was slightly smaller, but it carried a sense of historical weight.
The entire palace was built from simple, unadorned rock, with the traces of time settled on every stone surface.
The titles of all Titled Douluos throughout history are enshrined here; it is the final trace they leave in the world.
For the Spirit Masters of the Spirit Master’s world, Douluo Hall is the supreme hall of glory.
It is the destination they yearn for all their lives.
Only at the moment they promote to Titled Douluo are they qualified to step foot here and engrave their own title!
For those Titled Douluos who have passed away, being able to rest in peace here and be buried in this place is an even greater honor!
Inside Douluo Hall, every tombstone is arranged in order, inscribed with their magnificent lives for future Spirit Masters to admire.
“Brother—”
“Why aren’t we sleeping in the middle of the night?
Why did we sneak here?
What are we going to do?” A crisp and pleasant young girl’s voice rang out in the night wind.
A little girl with long golden hair and a pair of gem-like blue eyes was holding up her ornate golden lace skirt, carefully following behind a boy.
The boy was also only about six years old, with dazzling golden hair and eyes as bright as stars.
Though he was still young, his brow already held a steadiness that didn’t match his age.
A boy and a girl, two little children.
The place they had come to was precisely the hall of glory in the hearts of Spirit Masters, Douluo Hall, and also the burial ground of powerful Titled Douluos throughout history.
Every Titled Douluo buried here was an peerless expert who shook an era during their lifetime!
Among them were the successive Supreme Pontiffs of Spirit Hall, each one an existence that had touched the threshold of a Level 99 Peerless Douluo.
The night wind brushed against Qian Renheng’s resolute face.
He reached out his fair palm and pushed open the doors of Douluo Hall, which were saturated with the traces of history.
“Creak—”
With the sound of friction, the doors swung open, and a solemn cemetery entered their view.
Cold moonlight spilled down, illuminating the central statue holding the Angelic Sacred Sword and the towering tombstones around it.
The surfaces of the tombstones were inscribed in gold paint with the names and titles of these experts, as well as their brilliant achievements in life!
“Little Xue, tell Brother the truth.
Do you want to see our Great-Grandfather whom we’ve never met?”
Qian Renheng walked through the outer edge of the cemetery with familiarity, finally stopping before a tombstone even more magnificent than the others.
Many words were carved on the tombstone, and under the moonlight, these words were exceptionally clear.
[Angel Douluo: Tomb of Great-Grandfather Qian Wushuang]
[Life Experience: Spirit Hall’s XXX Generation Supreme Pontiff, Level 99 Peerless Douluo…]
This was their Great-Grandfather, the grandfather of their father Qian Xunji, the father of their grandfather Qian Daoliu, the Supreme Pontiff from two generations ago, the former Peerless Douluo, the tomb of Great-Grandfather Qian Wushuang!
“Great-Grandfather?”
Six-year-old Qian Renxue blinked her beautiful eyes.
Without even thinking, she said simply:
“I do!
I’ve heard Grandpa talk about him several times.
Great-Grandfather was a peerless expert who shook the entire continent back then!”
“He was a Peerless Douluo at the same realm as Grandpa is now.”
“But Brother, hasn’t Great-Grandfather been dead for a long time?
How can we see him?”
Qian Renxue scratched the back of her head and asked in confusion.
Seeing his sister take the bait, the corners of Qian Renheng’s mouth lifted slightly, a flash of cunning appearing like a shady uncle.
“Little Xue!
As of today!”
Qian Renheng put his hands behind his back and, at some point, had stepped onto a large rock, putting on the air of an otherworldly master.
“I won’t hide it from you anymore.
As you know, I possess the twin mutated Angel Spirits!”
“After awakening my Spirits, my Angel of Death Spirit has an extremely rare, even heaven-defying ability!”
Qian Renxue looked at her brother, her eyes round, completely dazed by the bluffing.
“Your brother, I, have the incredible and terrifying ability to reverse yin and yang and resurrect the dead!”
“As long as the deceased’s bones are intact, I can rely on the Spirit’s ability to forcibly pull them back from the Underworld!”
“So!” A flash of excitement appeared in Qian Renheng’s eyes as he said almost seductively, “As long as we now dig…
invite Great-Grandfather out from underground!”
How could a civilized person say ‘dig’?
It’s naturally ‘invite’!
“Relying on my Spirit’s heaven-defying ability, we’ll be able to see a lively Great-Grandfather!”
As the words fell, the surrounding air seemed to freeze instantly, and the innocent, bright smile on Qian Renxue’s face stiffened.
Then, her tender face turned visibly pale as she stammered, “Dig…
dig a grave?!”
Qian Renxue looked at Qian Renheng, backing away in terror, her head shaking like a rattle, her long golden hair whipping in the night wind.
She never imagined that while she thought her brother was taking her out to play tonight, he actually wanted to do this kind of thing!
“Brother!”
“Doing this is wrong.
The dead should rest in peace.
How can we dig up Great-Grandfather’s grave?”