CHAPTER 118: Angel’s Ascent

Chapter 118 – Angel's Ascent

The Tiandou Empire had become a realm of prosperity and magnificence.

Its streets were broad and bustling with activity. Merchants crowded the alleys, and a sea of people flowed through the capital. It had been three years since the Tiandou army had marched out to war.

In that time, they had swept across the continent with overwhelming might. And at the heart of it all, Tiandou City had risen to become the new center of the world.

At the city's core stood a towering statue, commanding the central square with solemn dignity.

Carved from sacred white stone and imbued with divine power by Qin Chuan himself, the statue radiated an ancient aura. It purified souls, quelled negative thoughts, and instilled hope in all who gazed upon it.

The statue was lifelike in form, its deep eyes gazing solemnly over the empire, filled with unwavering holiness.

At its base were four bold, enduring words: Human King, Qin Chuan.

This statue was no mere monument—it was a symbol of the empire's faith and a declaration of Qin Chuan's divinity.

Every day, citizens flocked to pray beneath it, seeking protection, power, and prosperity. It was Qian Renxue who had cast this monument, aiding Qin Chuan in gathering the power of faith—an essential force in his preparation for the next great war.

For Qin Chuan was not idle. Since his return from the Star Dou Great Forest, he had been laying plans.

To ascend into the God Realm and challenge its rulers, he needed to be prepared—stronger than ever, backed by allies, and bolstered by belief.

And the statue, the prayers, the devotion of millions—these had helped his strength grow beyond even his past life.

He had plans for others as well.

Qian Renxue, who bore the legacy of the Angel God, still had not completed her divine inheritance.

Ye Lengleng had been entrusted to the Sea God—Qin Chuan's intentions were clear. The divine seat of the Sea God would be hers.

Zhu Zhuqing of the Xingluo Empire, hearing of Qin Chuan's coming war with the gods, had come of her own will. The God of Speed suited her perfectly.

Three years passed.

With Qin Chuan's guidance, all three women neared the end of their trials. Yet, Qian Renxue's final test remained grueling.

He refused to let Qian Daoliu sacrifice himself to ensure her inheritance—he searched for another way.

Tiandou Imperial Palace – Secret Chamber

In a secluded chamber, bathed in golden light, Qian Renxue hovered in meditation. Her bare form shimmered as divine radiance enveloped her.

Opposite her sat Qin Chuan, cross-legged, forming hand seals, his breathing steady and deep. Waves of pure, divine energy surged between them.

Golden brilliance glowed at his brow. His skin was becoming translucent, like flawless crystal.

He channeled the power of faith—the boundless devotion of an empire—and with a calm motion, sent it into Qian Renxue.

"Buzz—"

Golden light erupted. The space trembled. Qian Renxue floated into the air, golden rings of light spinning around her.

"Ahh…"

A soft cry escaped her lips. Blood trickled from her mouth. The light dimmed.

Alarmed, Qin Chuan rushed forward, catching her hand.

"What's wrong?"

He quickly checked her pulse.

Their unclothed bodies touched, and Qian Renxue's cheeks flushed deeply.

"It's your divine power," she said, shaking her head weakly. "It's too overwhelming. I can't absorb it."

Qin Chuan's eyes narrowed. "Is that the only way left?"

"I won't let my grandfather sacrifice himself!" she cried, resolute. "I'd rather abandon my godhood!"

Qin Chuan fell silent, deep in thought.

Then, his eyes softened.

Qian Renxue noticed the warmth in his gaze and turned away shyly, her heart pounding.

"What… are you going to do?"

But Qin Chuan said nothing.

He reached out, gently wrapped his arm around her waist, pulled her into his embrace—and kissed her.

Her body trembled from the unexpected closeness, but soon melted into his warmth.

Golden light enveloped them both. The sacred energy rose.

Their naked forms shimmered, and the two ascended slowly into the air.

Their bodies, wrapped in radiance, became one.

Breath quickened. The room echoed with life.

Behind Qian Renxue, six radiant golden wings emerged, slowly unfolding.

Two and a Half Hours Later…

Qian Renxue, exhausted, fainted in Qin Chuan's arms.

He gently released her, letting her float, and conjured a robe with a flick of his wrist.

Dressed again, he stepped out of the chamber.

Outside stood Qian Daoliu, silently guarding.

Seeing Qin Chuan, his hair messy and aura bright, Daoliu sighed with both relief and unease.

"How is she?"

"There's a ninety percent chance," Qin Chuan replied calmly.

Daoliu nodded, but concern lingered. Ninety percent still left room for failure. He remained ready to sacrifice himself if necessary.

But Qin Chuan had said that only to prevent false hope—deification was unpredictable, and the God Realm unpredictable still.

Days Later – Tiandou City

A blinding golden light burst into the sky.

An immense angelic figure hovered above the capital, casting shadows across the earth.

Golden pressure filled every heart.

Countless rays of light spiraled into the heavens and gathered in one place.

At their center, Qian Renxue opened her eyes.

The world had changed.

She could feel everything.

The sky, the wind, the divine.

"This… is the power of a god."