CHAPTER 119: Godhood Ascension and Divine War

Chapter 119: Godhood Ascension and Divine War

In the sky above Tiandou City, Qian Renxue hovered gracefully, enveloped in radiant golden armor. Six golden wings fluttered slowly behind her, shimmering with divine brilliance.

She extended her right hand, and an angelic sword engulfed in golden flames materialized within her grasp. Raising the sword high above her head, it unleashed a dazzling burst of golden light.

In that instant, an overwhelming divine pressure surged through the sky, cascading down upon Tiandou City. Countless citizens halted in awe, their gazes drawn upward.

Qian Daoliu, standing among them, trembled uncontrollably. His eyes widened with reverence and emotion.

That sacred light… That divine aura… The unmistakable power of a god.

"It's done… It's done!"

His voice cracked with wild joy, the roar of decades of longing and regret breaking free. His own failure to ascend to godhood had haunted him for a lifetime, a dream turned obsession. But now, his granddaughter—Qian Renxue—had succeeded where he could not.

The moment was made possible by the man beside him.

Turning, Qian Daoliu looked at Qin Chuan, eyes misty.

"Xiaochuan, thank you."

His voice was low but sincere. Without Qin Chuan, he would never have witnessed this day.

Qin Chuan smiled calmly.

"You are my teacher."

Those words struck Qian Daoliu deeply. Tears welled up in his eyes.

"Good. Good. Good!"

He repeated it three times, each one laden with emotion.

Qin Chuan gently reminded, "It's getting late, teacher. We should go."

"You're right. I'm old now, can't help you much anymore. If something happens… retreat to the mainland. It's wise to have backup plans."

Qian Daoliu's advice was earnest.

Qin Chuan nodded. Then, his gaze sharpened, a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

Opening his arms, he slowly rose into the air. A surging, tempestuous aura exploded from him, shaking the sky.

In a flash, a slender figure arrived—Zhu Zhuqing, the newly ascended God of Speed.

Her white fingers traced the air with grace, leaving shimmering trails like shooting stars. Speed was her domain, her authority.

"Wait for me!" a cheerful voice called out.

A beautiful young woman rushed in, a trident-shaped mark glowing blue on her forehead—the Sea God, Ye Lengleng.

"Zhuqing, slow down! You know I can't keep up."

Her light, clear voice was like a refreshing spring breeze. The two had ascended to godhood in the same year, and often spent time together. Their bond was deep.

"You're too slow," Zhu Zhuqing replied coolly, though her gaze softened when she looked at Qin Chuan.

Ye Lengleng pouted playfully. "Let's see if you're as strong as you are fast."

"Tsk~ Sisters, you came just in time," Qian Renxue descended gracefully.

Ye Lengleng hugged her arm. "Sister, you're more beautiful than ever!"

Qian Renxue tapped her forehead. "You're getting cheeky."

"I mean it. You've changed a lot since becoming a god," Ye Lengleng smiled. "And it's all thanks to Brother Qin Chuan."

At that, Qian Renxue blushed, sneaking a glance at him.

Qin Chuan looked awkward, recalling the secret chamber…

"Enough chatter," he said, serious again. "Time to go."

The three women nodded solemnly.

God Realm

A majestic palace loomed between reality and illusion, shrouded in soft white light. Tranquility filled the space—until a massive Holy Spirit Sword descended, splitting the silence.

In the Shura Temple, blood and death thickened the air. Tang San stood immersed in a blood-red pool, pale and hollow-eyed.

Three years of silence had fully fused him with Shura.

His scarlet eyes opened, glowing with violent brilliance. He inhaled deeply, absorbing the killing aura around him. His body rapidly expanded with strength.

Raising his hand—

"Swish!"

The Shura Demon Sword flew into his grip.

A mirror image formed beside him—another scarlet figure. He was ready.

Qin Chuan and the three goddesses entered the God Realm.

The moment he stepped in, a powerful sense of belonging washed over him. It felt like coming home.

He could feel it—many gods were watching, their emotions a blend of surprise, fear, and awe.

"Human King, you actually dared to come!"

The Asura God appeared in dark red armor, his voice resonating like thunder. Behind him stood Tang San.

"What? Are you afraid of me?"

Qin Chuan smirked coldly.

"This is the God Realm. No rules here restrain me!"

The Asura God sneered.

"Then let's see how mighty you really are!"

Qin Chuan charged forward.

"Boom!"

Their clash shook the heavens. Divine forces erupted like a typhoon.

Meanwhile, Zhu Zhuqing reached Tang San first, her palm strikes a dazzling storm of light. Behind her, Qian Renxue's Angel Sword burst with holy brilliance, while Ye Lengleng's trident glowed blue, a dragon of divine energy.

Tang San roared, unleashing black flames. But he couldn't withstand the combined might of three goddesses.

On the other side, Qin Chuan and the Asura God exchanged hundreds of blows, shockwaves tearing through the realm.

"Bang!"

Their swords collided. Qin Chuan's robe was torn, blood staining his body.

"So powerful… Even here, Asura is terrifying."

Qin Chuan grimaced.

But there was no turning back.

"ROAR!"

He summoned the power of faith, golden energy surging. Like a meteor, he struck out with the Holy Spirit Sword.

"Die!"

He slashed, a golden dragon carving through Asura's armor and sending him flying. The Shura God's blood filled the air.

The God Realm trembled.

Tang San, meanwhile, was overwhelmed. Zhu Zhuqing's speed, Qian Renxue's holy light, Ye Lengleng's sea power—all suppressed him.

Spotting his chance, Qin Chuan hurled the Holy Spirit Sword.

"Swish—!"

The blade pierced Tang San, splitting him in two. Blood rained from the sky.

Qian Renxue and Ye Lengleng followed up with divine strikes. Golden and blue energies annihilated his remains.

The Shura God stared in horror.

Just then, a vortex opened. The old Sea God appeared.

"Human King, Shura is a god king. Killing him might cause chaos with the other four god kings."

He glanced at Ye Lengleng meaningfully.

She turned away. "Ask Brother Qin Chuan. I can't decide."

"Cough!"

Qin Chuan broke the silence.

"I'll spare him. But his godhood is stripped, and he's banished—never to return to the God Realm."

The Asura God seethed but had no choice. Facing four gods, he had to yield.

With a flash, his divine core shattered. His power plummeted.

"Are you satisfied?"

He spat, glaring venomously.

"Get lost," Qin Chuan said coldly.

Defeated, the Shura God vanished.

One Year Later — Tiandou Empire

Qin Chuan lay in bed, exhausted and pale.

"Brother Qin Chuan, we're coming in!"

Three playful voices echoed from outside.

"No! Let me rest!"

Qin Chuan waved weakly, fear in his eyes.

Three days. Three nights.

The goddesses had taken turns—Zhu Zhuqing, Ye Lengleng, Qian Renxue. Not even the King of Men could handle that.

As Zhu Zhuqing slipped out in pajamas, Qin Chuan heard Qian Renxue whisper:

"This way… he'll never leave us."

Qin Chuan's face turned pale.

"Ahhh!"

He screamed.