"Empty"
The tip of the pure black angel sword in the demon's hand stopped just half an inch from her chest.
The violent air currents generated by the close proximity converged into tangible wisps of wind, but this instant seemed to stretch out infinitely, and even the air seemed to stop flowing.
Like thick ink spilled on white paper, the deep and dense blackness resembled a gluttonous beast with its mouth wide open, devouring all the vibrant colors in her pupils and dragging her into an abyss.
A still, stagnant atmosphere dominated all my thoughts.
For several long seconds, Qian Renxue could barely feel her own body anymore.
The next second, as the world spun around, the faded colors that had filled the entire field of vision returned.
Then, Qian Renxue heard a loud cry from a baby.
"It's a baby! It's a little girl!"
Joyful shouts reached my ears.
Qian Renxue composed herself and stared blankly at the crying infant whose body was being wiped by a maid with a cotton cloth dampened with warm water.
This is......
Before Qian Renxue could figure out why she felt a faint sense of familiarity from a newborn baby, she saw another long-lost yet familiar figure appear in her field of vision.
A handsome man with medium-length blond hair strode in, dressed in a white and gold robe befitting a pope.
His handsome, angular face deepened the memory of that fading feature in her mind.
"Father......"
Qian Renxue blurted out this term that symbolized close blood ties.
The blond man walked towards Qian Renxue without looking at her.
Qian Renxue subconsciously straightened her body.
With her brows and eyes unwavering, Qian Xunji walked straight through Qian Renxue without stopping.
Qian Renxue was taken aback.
A gentle breeze stirred Chihiro's hair, which was draped behind her.
Her golden hair, seemingly glowing under the light, floated down her shoulders.
It was only at this moment that Qian Renxue belatedly realized that she was different from others.
She stood in a corner of the room, her figure ethereal and transparent, like a ghost, completely out of place among the other solid figures with vivid expressions.
Qian Renxue's heart, which had been shaken by Qian Xunji's appearance, calmed down. A coldness appeared between her brows as she scrutinized Qian Xunji, who was holding the swaddled infant.
What tricks is the inner demon playing this time?
She clearly remembered that she was undergoing the fourth test of the angel god, and in the fourth test, she encountered her inner demon.
The inner demon's movements and moves were exactly the same as hers, and she was also very aware of her weaknesses. Her thought patterns were no different from hers, but she was more brutal and extreme. Like her white hair and black clothes, she was a heretic who inherited all evil thoughts and emotions.
Her grandfather didn't explicitly state the content of her fourth test, and the only hints he gave were brief ones, which she had to figure out on her own.
But based on the appearance of inner demons, Qian Renxue is certain that one of the conditions for passing the fourth test is to kill one's own inner demons, which is also a different kind of self-conquest and self-transcendence.
One tricky thing is that she finally broke through her original way of thinking and fighting and dealt a heavy blow to the inner demon. However, when the angel sword in her hand pierced the inner demon's abdomen, the same wound appeared on her abdomen.
On the other hand, the inner demon, though weakened, continued to attack her without feeling any pain. It tried to continue to bewitch her with words and assimilate her, while also trying to kill her. This put Qian Renxue in the biggest challenge since the start of the Angel God successor assessment.
The people who are now appearing before her, these important or unimportant people who appeared in her hazy childhood memories, are very likely new tricks unleashed by her inner demons.
The purpose was to destroy her spiritual beliefs.
A cold smile curled at the corner of Qian Renxue's lips.
If you think you can control her by digging out her memories, then your inner demons are seriously underestimating her!
Thinking of this, Qian Renxue stood there with her hands in her pockets, watching familiar scenes from her memory play out before her eyes, her eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.
When Qian Renxue saw that her mother, Bibi Dong, who should have been pregnant again, showed no signs of pregnancy when she was four years old, and even her father, Qian Xunji, was in seclusion and had not even stepped out of the secret room, Qian Renxue frowned and felt a little uneasy.
This sense of incongruity reached its peak after she celebrated her fifth birthday in the illusion, when her younger sister, Chiyuki Ryou, who should have been born that year, did not appear.
Have you started yet?
Qian Renxue's aura turned icy. She clenched her fists, then relaxed them, suppressing the murderous intent rising in her heart. She forced herself to remain calm and continue watching.
Even without Qian Yuelong's appearance, the "Little Qian Renxue" in the illusion still grew up by her grandfather Qian Daoliu's side, receiving Qian Daoliu's teachings and slowly growing up.
Despite his desire to hunt a 100,000-year-old soul beast, Qian Xunji led several cardinals and four titled Douluo to ambush Tang Hao. He was then severely injured and returned to the Spirit Hall in a sorry state to recuperate.
The scene before them focused on Qian Xunji, who was covered in blood and had a pale face.
Qian Renxue frowned as she looked at her father, Qian Xunji, whose hidden injuries had not yet healed.
With her keen eye, even without personally checking his pulse, she could tell from the days that although her father's injuries were serious, they were clearly improving under the care of Uncle Ci Xue and the others. So how could it have turned into an incurable death?
"Click-clack—"
The heavy stone door of the dark room slowly moved, revealing another figure that Qian Renxue found both strange and familiar, standing there against the light.
Wearing a light blue dress and with her light purple hair half-tied up, Bibi Dong slowly raised her head, revealing a face that was still beautiful even without makeup.
Since Bibidon became Pope, she had never seen her in her everyday clothes or without makeup.
Qian Renxue's right eyelid twitched violently. Seeing Bibi Dong appear there, she had a bad feeling.
"My good disciple, what brings you here?"
Qian Xunji was also puzzled as to why Bibi Dong had taken the initiative to come to him.
You should know that ever since he forcefully detained the person, Bibi Dong has avoided him like the plague and doesn't want to see him at all.
"I've come to collect a debt from you."
Bibi Dong's somewhat distorted voice rang out.
It wasn't a sharp tone, but rather a voice that suppressed excitement and other distorted emotions, trembling slightly with impatience, making it sound distorted.
"call--"
The candlelight in the dark room flickered and seemed to blur for a moment.
Qian Renxue's eyes suddenly widened. An ominous premonition came true just as the external soul bone behind Bibi Dong pierced Qian Xunji's shoulders, arms, and legs, almost nailing him to the seat made of that special mineral.
What is she doing?!
Qian Renxue's mind went blank for a moment.
The next second, black and red blood bloomed into flowers of death in her vision, and Bibi Dong's joyful laughter rang out in the dark room, like a bell being struck, hitting her heart hard.
Qian Renxue stared in disbelief at her biological mother who had killed her own father, her pupils trembling slightly.
—A side note—
A thrilling race against time, a life-or-death struggle. They actually made it!
PS: If there is no update on the day but the latest chapter does not show a leave notice, it means that Mo Li is still working hard on the keyboard. There will be an update, but it will be late.
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