"Teacher!"
"Grandpa!"
Above the collapsing city, a fallen Angel fluttered precariously, attempting to find a familiar figure in the ruins.
Lion King Douluo, Thousand Jun Douluo, and Light Plume Douluo were also affected by the terrifying opposing Qi flow, only now hovering at the center of the explosion, looking down in horror at the shattered Spirit City.
The entire Spirit City had been affected, a scene of utter devastation with broken tiles and crumbling walls; hundreds of Spirit Master powerhouses crawled out, disheveled and many severely injured, their eyes filled with terror.
The most severely damaged areas were the epicenter of the destruction—the Supreme Pontiff Palace and the Elder Palace, which were almost completely incinerated.
Only the Offering Hall, protected by the Angel, still stood, though its outer walls were riddled with holes.
"Peach Garden Academy, Peerless Teacher, Su Ran."
This name was destined to be etched into the Spirit Hall's historical monument.
This was the most severe destruction Spirit Hall had suffered in a hundred years.
As the ashes completely dissipated, two figures emerged from the ruins of the Elder Palace.
Qian Daoliu's consecration robe was soaked with blood, his body embedded in a massive stone, his long hair disheveled.
Before him stood a youth in a flowing red robe, his fallen wings gradually dissipating behind him, but holding the Asura Demon Sword pointed at the divine servant.
"You won. For so many years, I always thought that only that old fellow Tang Chen was my opponent on the continent. I never expected that in the end, I would die at the hands of a young man."
"You… do it."
Qian Daoliu gave a bitter laugh, waiting for the Demon Sword before him to pierce his head.
But he didn't expect Su Ran to casually wave his hand, sending the Asura Demon Sword flying towards Slaughter City, causing the sword's body to hum:
'No? Scumbag! You throw me away after using me? This is too heartbreaking for a sword, wuwuwu~'
Su Ran's Spirit core inside him rapidly circulated, replenishing his spirit power, and he said lightly:
"You are Xue'er's grandfather, I won't kill you."
"But I hope this is the last time."
Qian Daoliu was stunned for a moment, "Then, the Supreme Pontiff Palace is yours."
"The Supreme Pontiff Palace is inherently your Spirit Hall's power. We don't want it either. It's just that the forces Teacher Dong established herself, and the people she cultivated who are willing to follow her, all belong to her."
Su Ran was not a rogue, nor did he like to snatch things. In fact, even if the entire Spirit Hall were given to him, he wouldn't want it; it was merely external possessions. He just wanted to help Bibi Dong vent her frustrations.
Hearing this, Qian Daoliu's expression changed:
"You truly are a special person."
If it were anyone else who could beat him to the point of being embedded in stone, the entire Spirit Hall would likely be finished, yet this young man wanted nothing.
At this moment, the Spirit Hall's Consecrations landed one after another, arriving by Qian Daoliu's side to check on his condition, then turned to look at Su Ran, their eyes filled with shock.
Bibi Dong, along with Yue Guan and Gui Mei, also arrived at the ruins of Spirit City, stunned by the sight before them.
Seeing Bibi Dong return, Su Ran frowned and said:
"Why are you back again?"
"I wasn't at ease about you." Su Ran standing at the very end was quite unexpected for Bibi Dong.
After all, even in her Peak state, she would have to avoid the sharp edge of that old scoundrel Qian Daoliu.
"You always act so wildly; how can I ever feel at ease in the future?"
Su Ran looked at Bibi Dong worriedly, but unexpectedly, Bibi Dong, like a woman in love, said softly:
"Isn't Teacher Su suppressing me? As long as Teacher Su is here, I'll be obedient."
Qian Renxue's figure also descended at this moment. Seeing Bibi Dong still flirting with Teacher Su, her mood was complicated.
She then took a deep breath and quickly ran to Qian Daoliu's front. Seeing her grandpa severely injured, Qian Renxue felt unbearable pain in her heart. She turned and knelt before Teacher Su, saying to everyone:
"Don't fight anymore."
"Teacher, all of this is my fault. I knew Teacher Dong was pregnant early on, but jealousy got the best of me, and I didn't tell Teacher. If I had told Teacher earlier, maybe she would have stayed in the Academy, and this situation wouldn't have happened."
"Teacher, please punish me. I beg you to spare Grandpa. Everything Grandpa did was for me."
"Girl, get up. If your Teacher wanted to kill me, he would have done so just now."
Qian Daoliu coughed weakly, letting out a sigh of relief. This time, he had completely lost face:
"Cough, cough, Xue'er, come pull Grandpa out."
Seeing Teacher Su nod slightly, Qian Renxue finally stood up with relief. Her gaze fell on the several holes in her grandpa's right arm. She tried pulling his left arm and found that her grandpa's left hand was also dislocated, so she could only drag Qian Daoliu by his legs.
With a 'thud,' he landed, leaving only a twisted human-shaped pit in the huge stone.
Qian Renxue felt a little heartache and a little resentment: "If you had listened to me from the beginning and not hurt this woman, why would you suffer all this? It wasn't a heinous crime to begin with. You're already old and full of ailments, and now you've ended up with such severe injuries. Are you satisfied?"
"He didn't fight desperately to drive Teacher Dong away, but for you."
Su Ran said.
Although the Twelve-Winged Fallen Sin Slash was incredibly powerful, Su Ran's spirit power was ultimately several levels lower than Qian Daoliu's. If Qian Daoliu had wanted to dodge, he wouldn't have ended up with such severe injuries—not only severe internal injuries but also an almost completely Waste right arm.
He wanted to use the power of the Divine Angel to prove to Qian Renxue that the Angel God's power was incomparably strong, would not lose to any dark power, and that there was a predetermined divine path laid out before her to follow.
Why seek what is far when what is near is available?
"That's right, Bibi Dong at most was just seeking the authority of the Supreme Pontiff Palace. Although it would damage Spirit Hall, it was far from a matter of life and death.
But Xue'er's attitude and Cultivation are the most fundamental source and meaning of our Hall's existence, and that is where I am most angry."
Qian Daoliu looked deeply at Su Ran and couldn't help but ask:
"What kind of power was that sword of yours? Why did it produce Dark Angel wings? Its power is even stronger than the Divine Angel. Is it… also the power of a God?"
"It is not the power of a God. Its upper limit is created by humans. Cultivating both light and fall, blackening strengthens by three points, is the truth. When light and darkness intertwine, even more extreme power can be born," Su Ran said lightly.
"So, no one knows how strong it truly is, and no one knows what heights it can reach. It could be Level 95, or it could be Level 99. Everything is still unknown, right?"
Qian Daoliu took two breaths, and with the help of several Consecration powerhouses, while stabilizing his injuries, he said:
"The power of fall is indeed formidable. I apologize for my previous ignorance."
"As a Teacher, you were able to discover a peerless technique for Cultivating opposing attributes, allowing the Seraphim to evolve. This is very rare and great; at least, I couldn't do it."
"But our Qian family is blessed by the Angel God and has a predetermined Dao to follow, and Xue'er is destined to reach the Peak on this path and have a bright future. I don't want her to become your experiment."
"Dean Su, can you understand my intentions?"
Strength brings the right to speak and dignity. At this moment, even Qian Daoliu spoke to Su Ran politely.
"Are you worried that this will affect her path to becoming a God, or rather, prevent her from smoothly reaching a height stronger than the Angel God?"
"That's right."
Qian Daoliu sighed to the sky: "The path to becoming a God is so difficult! I once knew a heaven-blessed genius who, relying on his talent and opportunities, reached the Peak realm, but he could never break through the final shackles and spent his entire life searching for the path to becoming a God.
Abandoning a predetermined path to pursue an unknown method is too great a cost."
"Xue'er, what do you think?"
Su Ran looked at Qian Renxue lightly; he always respected human rights:
"You have been Cultivating the power of fall for less than a year. Although you have achieved something and even ingested the Mind of God and Devil, it is not entirely impossible to remove. It just requires more time and more herbs to nourish.
I am giving you this choice now. If you are willing to follow your grandpa's will, I will respect your choice and, within three years, restore you to your original pure Divine Angel body."
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