Inside the solemn and majestic Angel Temple of the Offering Hall, the news of Bibi Dong's defeat and return exploded like a thunderclap in the world of Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue.
At this moment, the two sat quietly beneath the angel statue.
Since being defeated and stripped of power by Bibi Dong, Qian Daoliu had resided here, the years and setbacks leaving deep marks on him.
He looked increasingly aged, his back no longer straight, his once snow-white hair thinning further, the wrinkles on his face etched as if by a chisel, and his eyes filled with weariness and vicissitude.
Qian Renxue, though still beautiful and captivating, had a hazy, bewildered look in her eyes, as if lost in an endless fog.
Qian Daoliu abruptly stood up, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief, his voice trembling slightly with excitement:
"Qian Renshang is still alive? How is this possible! I watched him die right before my eyes!
The power of the Angel God pierced through his body directly; there was absolutely no way he could have survived!"
Qian Renxue bit her lip, her brows furrowed, her face equally shocked:
"Grandpa, the news is confirmed, it's true. It's said that not only is he alive, but he also joined forces with several powerful soul beasts to defeat Bibi Dong, who had already become a god, and made her flee in a sorry state."
Qian Daoliu paced back and forth, his steps hurried and disordered, muttering repeatedly:
"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible..."
He simply couldn't accept this fact.
The tragic scene was still vivid in his mind; Qian Renshang was powerless against the Angel God's divine power, his life force cut off, yet now news came that he was still alive and his strength had greatly increased.
After a long while, Qian Daoliu stopped, a complex light flashing in his eyes—shock, doubt, and above all, worry:
"Xue'er, if Qian Renshang is truly still alive, the situation will become extremely troublesome. His hatred for us must run deep, and with his current strength, we will face a tremendous threat."
Qian Renxue nodded slightly, her confusion replaced by worry:
"Grandpa, I also know the seriousness of this matter.
But how exactly did he escape back then?"
Qian Daoliu slowly shook his head, his gaze grave: "I can't figure it out either.
The power of the Angel God is undeniable, unless…"
His eyes suddenly sharpened, as if he had thought of a possibility, but he wasn't sure.
Qian Renxue looked at Qian Daoliu and asked urgently, "Unless what, Grandpa?"
Qian Daoliu pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "Unless some extremely powerful external force intervenes, or he himself possesses special means of survival.
But either way, it shows that Qian Renshang is far more troublesome than we imagined."
The two exchanged a glance, both seeing deep worry in each other's eyes.
Qian Renshang, whom they had once thought was dead, was now like a beast awakened, bringing them an unprecedented crisis.
How they would deal with this sudden turn of events remained uncertain.
Compared to Qian Daoliu's panic, Qian Renxue felt a complex mix of emotions upon hearing the news of Qian Renshang's resurrection.
After all, he was her own younger brother.
Altough she had long disliked Qian Renshang, and he had even defeated her, severely damaging her dignity and pride, now, knowing he was alive, a strange emotion flickered within Qian Renxue.
It wasn't a resurgence of familial affection, but a yearning for challenge.
In her eyes, Qian Renshang's life at least gave her a chance to defeat him, a chance to wash away past humiliations, and prove her strength anew.
(End of Chapter)
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