"A 100,000-year Angel God Armor!" Not to mention other forces, even within Spirit Hall itself, even the Grand Worshipper Qian Daoliu revealed an incredulous expression.
Qian Renxue's Angel God Armor was completely intact, also the strongest soulbone set preserved in the Angel Temple, but each piece was only 99,999 years.
To break through to 100,000 years, there was only one way.
That was for her to sacrifice herself in the eighth trial, igniting Qian Renxue's divine fire, allowing her to truly reach the divine realm.
Fully fuse with the soulbone set, and use divine power to elevate the ten-thousand-year soulbones once more.
"Gu Yuena, you..."
"I can only do this much." Before Qian Daoliu could finish, Gu Yuena interrupted him.
"The soul characteristics of Qian Renxue herself already have such potential; I merely activated it ahead of time."
"But she is still far from level 100 now."
Gu Yuena continued to cast her gaze toward the arena, but her position was only noticed by a few worshippers and Bibi Dong, and no one else discovered her.
"A full set of 100,000-year soulbone armor?" The surprise in Ning Rongrong's eyes flashed by, "You used it to block Duguyan's and Tang San's attacks before, right!"
"It was hidden very well and wasn't discovered. Could it be that you deliberately saved it for the finals?"
"As a mere auxiliary Soul Master, I didn't expect to receive such attention from Spirit Hall's Saintess. Should I say I'm very touched?"
Ning Rongrong's teasing tone did not cause any impatient expression to appear on Qian Renxue's face.
"Ning Rongrong, there's no need for pretenses; it just makes you seem boring."
"Next, I'll go all out. If you accidentally die, don't blame me."
"I also don't want Ning Zongzhu to come looking for trouble with me."
"Hehe, you can say that after you manage to do it!" Ning Rongrong laughed, "Before a certain Ning-surnamed sect master steps down from her position, I don't want to die so casually."
"I'm just an auxiliary Soul Master, without your kind of powerful strength."
"Angel God Armor, plus the Angel Holy Sword. I have to say, the special effects are pretty flashy!"
As she spoke, Ning Rongrong slightly lowered her voice:
"The process of obtaining the 100,000-year Angel set wasn't that easy, right!"
"That's none of your concern."
Suddenly, Qian Renxue vanished from Ning Rongrong's sight.
A chilling sense of crisis came from behind.
"Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda—Defense"
"Clang—"
Like the sound of weapons clashing, the Angel Holy Sword was blocked by an invisible barrier just as it was about to touch the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
Vast soul power fluctuations centered on the two of them and spread in all directions.
"Sizzle sizzle sizzle—"
"She actually blocked it!"
A trace of surprise flashed in Qian Renxue's eyes.
"No, it's still a bit short."
Traces of crimson red overflowed from the corner of Ning Rongrong's mouth.
"100,000-year soulbone set, plus the Angel Holy Sword. It seems I'm still far inferior."
Ning Rongrong struggled to block Qian Renxue's attack, even using techniques to deflect the Angel Holy Sword's strike.
But she could only barely fend off the opponent's casual slash.
This Qian Renxue, with the Angel God Armor and Angel Holy Sword, might surpass her deceased father Qian Xunji.
Ning Rongrong reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, and the surrounding space trembled slightly.
The next moment, she had already appeared dozens of meters away.
And where was Qian Renxue? To hit her, she must have discovered the weakness of Kyōka Suigetsu—manipulating the five senses requires borrowing external conditions.
For example, distorting space, changing the air's medium, and so on, to affect the opponent's senses.
Perhaps Qian Renxue, using the Angel God Armor, could detect subtle differences in perception.
"You're very impressive, Ning Rongrong."
"But if it's just this, then this match should end."
Qian Renxue twirled a sword flower, and the Angel Holy Sword emitted a faint sword hum.
"Oh? You think you've got me figured out?" Ning Rongrong's expression didn't change much.
Blocking Qian Renxue's attack earlier had made her face somewhat pale.
Tch—
If it weren't for the rules of this world restricting her.
Do you really think I'm afraid of you?
As expected, the innate evil Dragon God uses Martial Soul to limit my strength.
Just one step away from true perfection.
But with just that little bit, she really had few ways to deal with Qian Renxue right now.
Moreover, she needed to borrow Qian Renxue's power to truly reach perfection.
The so-called perfection...
Never mind, no need to say it.
Simply put, it's a life-and-death crisis; only in that way can she truly step into it.
Ning Rongrong retracted her thoughts and stretched out her finger, gesturing a tiny distance at her fingertip.
"Um, Qian Renxue!"
"You've gotten stronger, but only by this much, oh, exactly this much."
The words came out, but it felt like she was crazily testing the edge of courting death.
"Still not enough to make you go all out?" Qian Renxue didn't seem provoked by the mockery.
Leaving an afterimage in place, she instantly appeared in front of Ning Rongrong. Unlike Ning Rongrong's spatial leap method, Qian Renxue achieved it purely with her own speed.
"Fifth Soul Skill—Holy Sword"
This was a skill that quickly drained the enemy's soul power; once struck, soul power would be greatly reduced.
Just as Ning Rongrong hoped Qian Renxue would go all out, Qian Renxue's pride also hoped Ning Rongrong would go all out. If not, she'd beat her until she did.
Golden light appeared above Ning Rongrong, and vast holy energy descended.
"It's quite troublesome indeed!"
With Kyōka Suigetsu cracked, Ning Rongrong lost many ways to evade, and facing Qian Renxue head-on left no chance.
Ning Rongrong used spatial leap again to dodge.
"Fourth Soul Skill—Angel's Free Will"
The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul released threads that bound Ning Rongrong's hands and feet, and influenced the surrounding space flow.
"Using two Soul Skills in a row?" Ning Rongrong, restricted in movement, was somewhat surprised.
"You're really impressive!"
Suddenly, Ning Rongrong murmured softly.
"Time Acceleration"
She quickly flashed past Qian Renxue's side glance.
"This is!"
Qian Renxue was startled, clearly recalling what Di Tian had told her.
The Dark Devilgod Tiger's proudest ability wasn't spatial manipulation, but control over time.
Watching Ning Rongrong escape the range of the Soul Skill and run farther away.
Qian Renxue let out a sharp shout:
"Sixth Soul Skill—Angel Roar"
This was a mental attack ability.
Ning Rongrong's mental power was strong, but Qian Renxue didn't think her own mental power enhanced by soul power would be weaker; with stronger soul power, she should have the edge.
Ning Rongrong broke free from Qian Renxue's Soul Skill binding, and the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda emitted light.
In an instant, golden light enveloped Qian Renxue and Ning Rongrong.
"Wah—"
Qian Renxue spat out a mouthful of blood, her whole body flying out like a kite.
After the explosion, Ning Rongrong held up the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in her hand, wiping the blood trace overflowing from her mouth again.
"You're really bold! A mental attack."
"Didn't they tell you over there that playing this with me, you can't win?"
At the same time, Ning Rongrong's originally somewhat dim heterochromatic pupil became more pronounced.
The golden and blue-white glow, the clock-face pupil, a signature that no one could forget at a glance.
"It took some time! But I finally made it."
As she spoke, a huge golden clock appeared behind Ning Rongrong.
On Ning Rongrong's Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the seventh Soul Ring now had an additional Soul Ring below it.
That blood-red color made everyone in the audience turn their heads.
It was simply that this Soul Ring's red had reached an unbelievable level.
The hidden spectator Tang Chen directly exclaimed:
"That is..."