Chapter 3 Now that you have seen me, why do you not bow?

Qian Daoliu looked at Jin Yang with surprise. Putting aside the young man's devilishly handsome face, the aura he exuded made him feel a sense of closeness.

"Could he be Ji'er's illegitimate son?" Qian Daoliu was somewhat uncertain, based on the feedback from his martial spirit. Of course, the fifth brother's story was nonsense; he, Qian Daoliu, only had one son.

But a son's son can have a son, but what if the sick child has an illegitimate child?

"What's your name? I'm the only six-winged angel soul master in this hall, but I don't know you. Who are you looking for?" Qian Daoliu asked gently, considering that the person in front of him might be related to him by blood.

"You are a descendant of the Six-Winged Angel family?" Jin Yang sized up Qian Daoliu. This person seemed to be the bald chicken he had seen before, since he had been burned beyond recognition by his flames.

"I'll ask you a question, you answer it. What's your name?"

The young man before them appeared prematurely old, and his manner of questioning a junior surprised Qian Daoliu and the other elders.

"What kind of approach is this?" Lion Douluo quietly asked Light Feather Douluo.

"Playing hard to get?"

Qian Daoliu was somewhat taken aback. Could it be that this child had suffered some injustice and had come to question him? Could he really be Ji'er's child?

"My name is Qian Daoliu." Qian Daoliu decided to go along with him.

"Qian Daoliu, Qian Daoliu." Jin Yang searched through his memories and finally found the origin of the name. He suddenly realized, "So you are Qian Daoliu. That makes things easier."

Jin Yang smiled. So that's the time.

Contrary to expectations of accusations, indifference, or agitation, Jin Yang's reaction surprised Qian Daoliu. Was he not there to find relatives?

"Young friend, may I tell you the purpose of your visit? This offering hall is where you all rest. If there is nothing else, may you leave?" Qian Daoliu asked tentatively, unsure of what to do.

"Haha, what's wrong? I came here to find you!" Jin Yang laughed, then his tone suddenly turned indifferent.

"Descendant of the six-winged angels, why do you not worship me?"

The young man's sudden change in aura and attitude caused the expressions of the several elders to change, and Lion Douluo's face showed dissatisfaction.

"Hey, brat, do you know who he is? You want him to worship you?" Lion Douluo clenched his fist, already convinced that the young man in front of him was here to cause trouble. A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger, and half a calf is not as good as a half-full calf. He didn't have his older brother's good temper. He thought this kid wanted to get a beating.

The Light Feather Douluo also became hostile, but he didn't make a move. He simply reminded him, "Boy, this is the Hall of Worship, not a place where you can run wild."

"Don't move." Qian Daoliu suddenly spoke, his voice trembling. Unlike the two titled Douluo, he was sweating and looking tense. His gaze was firmly drawn to the golden pupil burning with flames in the center of Jin Yang's eyes, and he couldn't break free.

What... what is this? That "sun"? A terrifying thought surged into Qian Daoliu's mind.

What is he here for? Is he a friend or foe?

"Big Brother?" Lion Douluo hesitated. They had noticed Qian Daoliu's unusual behavior. Was Big Brother afraid of this young man? How could that be?

"Oh, judging from your expression, you seem to recognize me? Well, we just met." Jin Yang's teasing tone made Qian Daoliu stiffen, as if a thunderbolt had exploded in his heart.

"May I ask, Venerable One, what brings you to my Spirit Hall?" Qian Daoliu bowed, his mouth dry. The young man before him made no attempt to conceal his presence, and the presence of someone who seemed to be a god made him even more hesitant to act rashly.

Seeing Qian Daoliu's humble appearance, Lion Douluo and Light Feather Douluo's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. Who was Qian Daoliu? The Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall, a level 99 Peerless Douluo. Who could make Qian Daoliu address him as Venerable? At this moment, they also realized that the young man's identity was probably beyond their imagination.

"Descendant of the Six-Winged Angel, why do you not bow before me?" Jin Yang's tone became even more indifferent. He snapped his fingers, and to Qian Daoliu's horror, his Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul appeared uncontrollably. A ball of flame flew out from the forehead of the Angel Martial Soul and danced joyfully around Jin Yang.

This incredible scene made Qian Daoliu's eyes widen, and it also reminded him of the legends recorded in his family.

Legend has it that their Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul originally did not possess the ability to burn away evil spirits with flames. It was a great being who bestowed a seed of fire that changed their family's Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, giving it a sacred flame.

Could it be that the person before me is...?

Thump—Qian Daoliu knelt down and performed an extremely solemn kneeling ceremony.

"Qian Daoliu, a descendant of the six-winged angel, greets the divine beast!" Qian Daoliu's tone was filled with excitement and fervor. There was no mistake; the divine beast of light that bestowed the fire upon the angel family had actually revealed itself to the world once again!

"God? Divine beast? Isn't that just a legend?" As worshippers of the Spirit Hall, Lion Douluo and Light Feather Douluo naturally knew about the legend of the Angel God.

But miracles have ceased on this continent for tens of thousands of years, even leading some to doubt whether gods truly exist.

"Lion and Lightfeather, do not be rude! Quickly pay your respects, lest you anger the divine beast!" Qian Daoliu shouted sternly. No matter what, the power that had reached the divine level was not something that Lion and Lightfeather could provoke.

Lion Douluo and Light Feather Douluo looked constipated. It was really difficult for them, at their age, to bow to a young man. They had never experienced the terror of Jin Yang, so they naturally had a hurdle in their hearts. But since even their elder brother treated them this way, how could they dare to disobey?

"Alright, get up, all of you." Jin Yang suppressed the rising divinity and appeared calm.

Humanity and divinity need to be balanced so that one can control the divine authority of the gods with human will. If humanity is too strong, one's divine power will be suppressed. If divinity is too strong, one will become a "Heavenly Way" that exists without desires or wants, just like a rule. What difference is there between that and being dead?

Jin Yang secretly thought, "We need to replenish our 'humanity'."

Replenishing humanity is also simple; just participate in human activities and help him anchor his identity as a "human being."

It's somewhat similar to how a 100,000-year-old soul beast needs human aura to assist in its cultivation when it transforms into human form.

He flicked the flame back into his Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul and walked straight into the depths of the Hall of Worship, where he found a familiar aura.

Qian Daoliu and the others hurriedly caught up and arrived at the foot of an angel statue in the offering hall.

Jin Yang looked up, gazing at that familiar face and the desolate atmosphere, and stood there for a long time.

"How could she still be dead?" Jin Yang asked with a sigh. Qian Yuyan had fallen. If he hadn't left her a seed of rebirth, even her last soul would probably have dissipated.

Qian Daoliu was somewhat confused, thinking that Jin Yang was feeling sentimental, so he carefully stepped forward to remind him: "My Lord Divine Beast, the Divine Ancestor is not dead, she has ascended to the Divine Realm."

"Is the Divine Beast reminiscing about some old friend?"