Chapter 97 Lu Ming burns his lifespan, Qian Renxue sheds tears! Gu Yuena is shocked!
The sky above Jialing Pass was filled with changing colors.
Golden divine light clashed wildly with silver elemental storms in the air.
Each clash caused violent tremors in space, and the Jialing Pass city wall below was already riddled with holes.
The longsword in Qian Renxue's hand gleamed with an ancient and mysterious luster, and the blade faintly rippled with primordial energy. With each swing, it carved out dark spatial rifts in the air.
The Primordial Sword.
This sword is no ordinary weapon; even on this battlefield filled with gods and Buddhas, it still exudes a chilling aura.
"boom--"
It was another violent collision.
Qian Renxue's figure fell like a meteor, barely managing to steady herself in mid-air, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.
Her hand holding the sword trembled slightly, but not from fear, but from exhaustion.
The silver-haired woman opposite us was so strong it was almost despair-inducing.
Gu Yuena stood in mid-air, her purple eyes reflecting the sword in Qian Renxue's hand, her expression extremely complex.
She was all too familiar with the aura of that sword.
That was the scent of the person she had longed for day and night, the one she thought had long been buried in the river of time.
"Thousand-foot Snow".
Gu Yuena parted her red lips slightly, her voice clear and cold, yet carrying an undeniable authority.
"Hand over the sword."
She slowly raised her hand, her fingertips pointing to the Primordial Sword.
"If you hand over this sword, I can grant you one other request. It can be either leaving or sparing your life."
For Gu Yuena, the outcome of this war was not important at all, nor was the ownership of Douluo Continent.
Since she regained consciousness, her only thought has been of her husband, who is said to have "died of old age."
The fact that this sword appeared in Qian Renxue's hands means that this woman must have a very deep connection with her husband.
Qian Renxue wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her golden eyes filled with stubbornness.
Although the sword was lent to her by her master, and although she knew she might not be able to keep it, it was her master's possession, a token left to her by that man for protection.
"You want my sword?"
Qian Renxue sneered, straightened her back again, and the Primordial Sword in her hand hummed, as if sensing its master's fighting spirit.
"dream!"
Two simple words, resolute and decisive.
Below, Bibi Dong held a scepter, her face grim as she watched the confrontation in the air.
She could tell that Qian Renxue was already at her limit.
"Qian Renxue, you are no match for her."
Bibi Dong's voice was somewhat hoarse, with a hint of command in it.
"Give it to her. As long as we're alive, we can always make a comeback."
This wasn't because Bibi Dong suddenly had a change of heart; rather, she knew that if Qian Renxue died here, the top combat power of the Spirit Empire would completely collapse.
"Shut up!"
Qian Renxue turned her head sharply, her gaze sweeping across Bibi Dong's face like a knife.
"My affairs are none of your business."
Just as the atmosphere was tense and Gu Yuena was about to forcibly seize the sword, the sky above suddenly underwent a violent change.
The once tranquil scene was suddenly engulfed in golden waves, and lines of enormous text appeared, accompanied by a majestic Daoist chant.
[Third place on the Martial Soul Ranking]
[Owner: Qian Renxue]
[Martial Soul: Eight-Winged Angel]
[Evaluation: A God-King level Martial Soul, a sublimation that breaks the rules and surpasses the limits of gods.]
Gu Yuena's previously gathered soul power instantly dissipated. She looked up, a look of astonishment appearing on her beautiful face.
"Third place on the Martial Soul Ranking, Eight-Winged Martial Soul?"
The Silver Dragon King was no stranger to the world, but even he couldn't help but be somewhat surprised at this moment.
"interesting."
"The six-winged angel is already the pinnacle of divine-level martial souls, but this eight-winged one... has actually recreated the rules."
Bibi Dong was struck dumb, frozen in place.
"Not a six-winged angel?"
His Holiness the Pope stared intently at the phantom of an angel with eight outstretched wings, holy and inviolable, in the sky, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"How did Qian Renxue's martial soul become an eight-winged angel?"
"God-King level Martial Soul!"
As the owner of twin martial souls and the inheritor of the Rakshasa God, Bibi Dong understands the value of this better than anyone else.
"The aura emanating from this eight-winged angel is so much stronger than that of a six-winged angel..."
Immediately afterwards, the text on the sky continued to scroll, revealing the truth behind this astonishing transformation.
[Qian Renxue's master, Lu Ming, sacrificed his own lifespan and essence, using unparalleled methods to defy fate and help her martial soul evolve into an eight-winged angel!]
"Lu Ming..."
Bibi Dong's fingers tightened suddenly as she gripped the scepter, her knuckles turning white.
"Why is it Lu Ming again!"
The name Qian Yuhan had already appeared when Tianmu revealed her identity.
Now, that name has reappeared in her field of vision like a nightmare.
"It's him again..."
Bibi Dong's heart was in turmoil.
Who exactly is this Lu Ming?
Why is it that every time something like this happens that defies common sense and shocks the world, his shadow is always behind it?
In the air, Qian Renxue looked at the rankings on the sky, her brows furrowing tightly.
"I, an eight-winged angel, am only ranked third?"
Qian Renxue was quite dissatisfied with this ranking.
"That's way too low."
In her heart, the martial spirit that her master evolved for her was perfect and unparalleled in the world.
That's a God-King level Martial Soul!
She thought that with this martial soul, she would definitely be able to reach the top of the martial soul ranking and slap the faces of those who looked down on her.
So, they only came in third?
The images on the screen shifted, and Qian Renxue's past began to play.
In the scene, young Qian Renxue huddled in a corner, trembling, while Bibi Dong's cold and even disgusted face occupied most of the frame.
They either hit or verbally abuse.
That was Qian Renxue's darkest childhood memory.
Until that man appeared.
The scene shifts, and Lu Ming, dressed in white, stands in front of the young Qian Renxue, shielding her from Bibi Dong's scolding and chilling aura.
He taught her cultivation, protected her as she grew, and gave her the only warmth when she was most helpless.
Finally, the scene freezes on Lu Ming, his face pale, his life essence burning wildly, all to inject that wisp of sacred light into Qian Renxue's body.
That was the master burning his lifespan to pave the way for her.
Although their faces are obscured, their dedication is truly touching.
"Thousand-foot Snow..."
Gu Yuena's voice trembled as she abruptly turned to look at the blonde woman opposite her.
"Your master is Lu Ming?"
Upon hearing Gu Yuena mention Lu Ming, Qian Renxue's originally cold expression softened considerably.
That was the only soft spot in her heart, and also her Achilles' heel.
"That's right."
Qian Renxue raised her chin, her eyes filled with pride and deep affection.
"He is not only my mentor, but also the person I love!"
These words were like a bombshell, exploding over Jialing Pass.
Gu Yuena's eyes widened, her purple pupils filled with astonishment.
"You like your master?"
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