[Beep—Crafting the S-grade "Oracle" outfit hairstyle component "First Light of Dawn," Faith Points -4200. Current Faith Points: 11 (Continuing to increase)]

Hairstyle: 【The Dawn of Dawn】—The faint light appearing on the hair is the gentle blessing of the gods.

(Passive: The divine listens to the heartfelt voice of every believer. He will bestow blessings upon true believers.)

"Buzz—"

A vast and sacred golden wave of light rippled outwards from Qian Yuelong's center.

A light gold crystal bead chain connects to pure white downy feathers, appearing in the hair.

The golden wing pattern between Qian Yuelong's eyebrows flowed with dazzling light, and her long, silver-white hair, curled into an elegant arc, gradually lit up under the golden light, like a galaxy filled with stars. The converging light eventually formed a dazzling silver color, shining brightly.

Although his eyes were still a clear, light purple, they were filled with a serene divinity, and his whole being exuded a strong sense of inhumanity.

There were no spirit rings, no martial spirit, and no fluctuations in spirit power.

Amidst the vast golden light propelled by condensed spiritual energy, a sacred aura permeated the entire Holy Soul Plaza.

The cacophony seemed to be silenced in an instant, swallowed up by the golden waves of air that surged outwards like a tidal wave.

"What's this?"

Ning Fengzhi forced a sound out of his throat, staring in horror at the strange phenomenon caused by Qian Yuelong.

The bishops, who had been waiting for a long time, watched with tears in their eyes as Qian Yuelong floated off the ground, their eyes filled with fervent faith.

"It's a miracle!"

"His Holiness the Angel God has responded to the Saintess!"

"Your Holiness the Angel God!"

Warm golden light shone on everyone, and the sacred and majestic aura made the temple knights, who stood holding spears, feel awe and kneel down on one knee in the direction of Qian Yuelong.

As Pope Bibi Dong gazed at the human figure slowly taking shape in the void amidst the dazzling golden light, suppressed all her emotions, and bowed to the forming human figure of light and shadow.

That's all.

Her long, shimmering golden hair, each strand like a piece of crystal, radiated the sun's light, brilliant and pure.

The pure white long dress is retro and sacred, and the brilliant golden totem blooms on the semi-transparent golden arms. As the six pure white wings tremble gently, countless light feathers containing subtle divine power fall from the sky and melt into the air the moment they touch a person or object.

But everyone could feel that as the light feather disappeared, a faint, warm power entered their bodies.

"My soul power... I feel like it's increased a bit?!"

"My mental strength seems to have increased a bit?"

Hey! My injury is healed!

"My headache is gone!"

Wow, your face looks younger!

"Really?!"

"It's true, the wrinkles around my eyes have decreased a bit."

"My God! Is this...is this a miracle?"

"It must be! This must be the good news bestowed by His Holiness the Angel!"

"Thank you for the blessing from His Majesty the Angel! Thank you, Your Highness the Saintess!"

The voices of the people were like boiling water, once they started, they couldn't be stopped.

Amid the excited crowd, the Shrek Academy students seemed somewhat out of place.

They watched in silence as the radiant feathers fell from their bodies, feeling no blessing whatsoever, as if rejected by the gods.

Strangely, Tang San, who was the most seriously injured among them, also received the blessing of the angel god.

The large hole in Tang San's abdomen visibly healed amidst the falling light feathers, returning to its original state within a few breaths, leaving only the scorch marks on his clothes unrepaired.

Qian Yuelong thought to herself that it was a pity, but she didn't show any emotion on her face.

These blessings all come from the passive effect of the new component "First Light" of the S-grade set [Oracle].

The content of the blessing is random, but the angels can slip in their own personal wishes.

Because it was clearly impossible for her to give Tang San and the others her blessings.

This was a blessing from the angel god, and also the condition for her to persuade the angel god to appear.

Her memory is that when they first met, the angel already knew the true nature of this world.

But He still hopes to save the final battle with the Chosen One for the future. Right now, His main focus is on building the Spirit Hall, hoping to bring more positive changes to the world.

Because His true intention as an angel is to guide people toward the path of light, so that this world may have less suffering and pain.

Ning Fengzhi and his companions, who also did not believe in the Angel God but simply held him in awe, stood in the square, gazing at the light and shadow of the Angel God.

"Six-winged light feathers...is it an angelic martial soul, or a soul skill?"

Ning Fengzhi was somewhat unwilling to believe that one of the hundred-level powerhouses recorded in the history books of Douluo Continent, the Angel God who shattered the void and went away, would actually come in person.

Chen Xin and Gu Rong stared at the phantom of the angel god with solemn and complicated expressions, giving a negative answer: "No. Neither."

That was a kind of energy different from soul power.

More pure, sacred, and vast.

"My name is Qian Yuelong, the current Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, and the representative of God under the Archangel. Today, I hereby declare—"

"Starting today, the Spirit Hall will openly recruit unaffiliated spirit masters or ordinary people who are unable to become spirit masters but have a strong will."

"His Holiness the Angel God is our witness. Within the Spirit Hall, there is no class distinction between nobles and commoners. As long as you are willing, have a firm heart and faith, you can join my Spirit Hall and embark on your own bright path."

Qian Yuelong's voice echoed throughout the entire Martial Soul Holy City.

Many students who were waiting for the final results of the Elite Tournament or people who came specifically to watch the tournament looked towards the direction of the Spirit Hall, gazing at the golden divine figure that appeared above the Papal Palace.

"The Spirit Hall will open several new academies, and the children or relatives of all members of the Spirit Hall can enroll to learn more knowledge. Whether it is self-defense, combat, or life skills, they can learn them there."

"We will lead the world to a brighter future under the glorious light of the angel God."

"This is—an oracle."

As the last two words fell, all members of the Spirit Hall, except for Title Douluos like Bibi Dong, knelt on the ground with their arms crossed in front of them, bowing their heads respectfully and chanting slogans fervently:

"To lead the world toward the light!"

"The glory of angels is immortal and indestructible!"

Amidst the shouts of hundreds and thousands of people, Ning Fengzhi stared stiffly at Qian Yuelong, who was bathed in angelic light.

The golden light shining on him was warm, but he felt as if he were in an ice cellar, experiencing a bone-chilling cold.

They are recruiting unemployed Soul Masters and ordinary people who cannot cultivate...

Is the Spirit Hall using the guise of guiding the world to recruit soldiers?!

But even the gods have personally intervened... It seems the long-awaited peace on the Douluo Continent is truly about to be shattered.

Spirit Hall... Angel God...

besides...

Thousand Moon Dragon.

What exactly do you want to do?!

—A side note—

A day of thrilling life-or-death races (wiping sweat)