Chapter 348: Prelude to the War of the Gods (Part 3)

Chapter 348: Prelude to the War of the Gods (Part 3)

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In the God Realm, due to his projected divine image being shattered, the Asura God suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Asura, are you alright?"

The Sea God's expression changed dramatically as he rushed to his side.

"I'm fine. It was only a divine projection that was destroyed. A few days of rest and I'll be recovered,"

The Asura God waved his hand dismissively, but the vicious light in his already fearsome expression grew even sharper.

"The real problem is that brat Xiao Yu—he's far too powerful. His strength may already be approaching the level of a God King!"

"That's impossible!"

The Sea God's jaw dropped wide enough to swallow an egg.

"Even though the former God of Death was one of the most powerful among first-rank gods, he still fell. That little bit of residual divine power—how could it possibly give Xiao Yu such terrifying strength?"

The Asura God's face was dark. "It's not because of the God of Death's power—it's because he was already incredibly strong. The God of Death's power merely served as the key that let him break through the laws of the Douluo plane!"

"We must accelerate Tang San and Dai Mubai's divine inheritances!"

Xiao Yu's overwhelming strength had stirred an uneasy premonition within the Asura God.

"How's the progress with the War God?"

The Sea God quickly replied, "It's going well. The War God is only a second-rank god, so his divine trial isn't nearly as complex as ours. That Dai Mubai kid already made great progress from taking my trial. I also had the War God adjust the trial's difficulty. He's already completed most of it. Entering the inheritance trial should happen in the next few days."

"Good."

The Asura God nodded. "Once he inherits the divine position and helps Tang San open the path to his own inheritance, notify me immediately. That brat Xiao Yu is too dangerous. Even with your divine power, you may not be his match. We also need to accelerate the process of dual god coexistence!"

Back in the Angel Temple, after driving off the Asura God, Qian Renxue's Angel God Trial had reached its final stage.

With the constant influx of angelic divine power, not only did Qian Renxue's strength increase, even her appearance transformed.

Now, Qian Renxue was even more stunning than before. Her figure was voluptuous, her waist slender, her chest full and proud. Her curves were perfectly defined, and her hips extended into long, firm legs. Under the glow of the golden divine light, she seemed like a vision from a dream.

Six soul bones radiating golden light flew out from within her body. These were the long-rumored Angel Set soul bones of Spirit Hall—each one at the terrifying age of 99,999 years.

Under the power of the Angel God, all six soul bones broke through their final limit and evolved into 100,000-year soul bones.

The rich golden glow grew even stronger. Under its shine, the six soul bones began to melt, merging into the golden divine patterns around them. They liquefied into thick golden streams that formed a massive orb of light, descending onto Qian Renxue's body and forming a set of golden armor that fit her figure perfectly.

The temple's golden light dimmed again. The central Angel God statue vanished, leaving only Qian Renxue behind.

A long cry echoed out. Intense golden light erupted from her body as feather-shaped light patterns swirled violently around her.

A pillar of golden light pierced the heavens. Above Spirit City, a majestic and sacred figure appeared in the sky.

The Angel God—Qian Renxue—had descended!

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On Sea God Island.

Thanks to the coordinated efforts of the Asura God, Sea God, and War God—who were all pulling strings behind the scenes—Tang San and Dai Mubai, those two luck-ridden companions, had finally reached the final stage as well.

Azure soul power blanketed the entire sky. A figure slowly appeared over Sea God Island.

He wore a suit of blue-gold armor, his long water-blue hair flowing down to his feet. In his hand, he held a massive golden trident.

That figure—was it not the one who had inherited the Sea God's divine position? Then who else could it be but the Rakshasa God's illegitimate heir—Tang San?

"Hahaha, Little San, you finally completed your divine trial!"

The second-rank god, newly appointed War God Dai Mubai, walked up with a laugh, giving Tang San a hearty slap on the shoulder. "Congratulations, new Sea God!"

"You're not bad yourself, new War God."

Tang San smiled and returned the punch. It was only because Dai Mubai had also inherited a divine position that Tang San allowed such casual behavior. If he were still just that lowly Soul Saint from before, daring to speak so informally to the Sea God would've been courting death.

Dai Mubai chuckled, completely unaware of Tang San's true nature. At this moment, his gaze toward Tang San was full of gratitude.

And he did have reason to be grateful. If it weren't for Tang San, with Dai Mubai's lazy, half-hearted attitude—fishing two days out of five—the War God would have to be blind to entrust him with a divine position.

Cracking his neck, Dai Mubai clenched his fists and slammed them together, bones cracking audibly across his body as a terrifying killing intent surged in his gaze.

"Little San, it's time we return to the continent and settle the score for our fallen comrades!"

A flash of cold light passed through Tang San's eyes. "Agreed. Old grudges and new—it's time the Nine Star Palace paid the price!"

Dai Mubai sneered. "That divine breakthrough aura we sensed earlier may very well have been that bastard Xiao Yu. But even if he's broken through to Rank 100, he's just one person. We are two gods. There's no way he can take us both on at once!"

"You're far too naïve if that's what you think."

A cold, emotionless voice suddenly rang out.

"Who's there!?"

Startled, Tang San and Dai Mubai quickly moved back to back, raising their guards with expressions full of seriousness.

They were both divine-level beings. Even without actively scanning the area with their divine senses, for someone to approach them unnoticed meant the intruder was either a god—or dangerously close to being one.

Not far away, space twisted violently, and two figures suddenly emerged.

The moment he saw them, Tang San's pupils contracted sharply. He couldn't immediately recognize the woman cloaked in a dark purple aura and radiating an overwhelming presence—but the one beside her he knew at a glance.

"Hu Liena… then that must mean—you're the former Empress of the Spirit Empire, Bibi Dong?"

Tang San stared at the woman whose face was now sickly purple and twisted with malice—bearing no resemblance to the once elegant and peerless beauty she had been. His voice was heavy.

"That's right. But I'm no longer Empress Bibi Dong."

"I am now the Rakshasa God—Bibi Dong."

Indeed, the woman was none other than the Rakshasa God, Bibi Dong. After secretly eavesdropping on the conversation between Xiao Yu, Qian Renxue, and Qian Daoliu, she had realized there was no way to win alone.

If she wanted even a slim chance of turning the tide, she needed allies on the same level.

So after leaving the Angel Temple, she had rushed without delay to Sea God Island.

(End of chapter)