At night, Shi Yi stood alone on the wall of Jialing Pass. The night wind brushed across his face, bringing a hint of coolness. He stared into the distance, but a sense of uneasiness inexplicably surged in his heart, as if something big was about to happen.

“Could it be that there is something wrong with Tiandou?” Shi Yi frowned and thought to himself. At his level of cultivation, intuition is often more acute than any intelligence. This feeling of uneasiness made him alert.

At this moment, Shi Yi suddenly felt a strong soul power wave approaching Jialing Pass rapidly. His expression suddenly changed, and he murmured in a low voice: “God-level aura…”

He quickly summoned the Shura Demon Sword from his soul guide, and the sword glowed with a cold light, as if ready to attack the enemy at any time. However, when he carefully sensed the breath, he found a familiar smell in it. A golden light spot shot towards Jialing Pass at a very fast speed in the sky, shining brightly, like a meteor streaking through the night sky.

Shi Yi slightly side-glanced, his eyes fixed on the golden light. As the light gradually grew larger, a figure stepped into the air. Her steps were light, and her long golden hair glowed faintly in the moonlight, like an angel descending. However, her face was filled with deep loss and heaviness, and her eyes revealed an unconcealable sadness and fatigue.

“Xue’er?” Shi Yi called softly, with a hint of concern and a hint of joy in his tone.

Qian Renxue’s figure paused in the air for a moment, and then she threw herself into Shi Yi’s arms. Her voice was low and hoarse, with an uncontrollable sob: “Xiao Yi, Grandpa… has been sacrificed.”

Shi Yi was shocked when he heard this. The news of Qian Daoliu’s sacrifice was like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart hard. Although he didn’t have much interaction with Qian Daoliu, he knew the importance of this great priest of the Spirit Hall to Qian Renxue. Qian Daoliu’s sacrifice meant that Qian Renxue had become the God of Angels, but it also meant that she had lost her closest relatives.

“Xue’er…” Shi Yi gently hugged Qian Renxue, his voice a little dry, not knowing how to comfort her for a moment. His palm gently stroked her back, trying to convey a little warmth and support in this way.

Qian Renxue lowered her head, her long golden hair covering her face. Her voice was choked with sobs: “Grandpa was willing to sacrifice himself to help me achieve godhood. He said that this was his mission and his choice. But…but I would rather not have this godhood than lose him.”

Shi Yi was silent for a moment and sighed softly. He whispered, “Xue’er, Grandpa’s choice… is for the future of the Wuhun Empire, and also for you. He hopes that you can inherit the will of your ancestors, lead the Wuhun Empire to victory, and bring light and hope to the entire continent. This is his wish, and it is also your responsibility.”

Qian Renxue raised her head, tears glistening in her eyes, and a hint of helplessness in her voice: “But… can I really do it? Grandpa is gone, and I feel like I have lost all my support. Even if I become a god, I still feel so insignificant.”

Shi Yi looked at her with a firm but gentle gaze: “Xue’er, you have never been alone. You have me, Aunt Dong, and everyone in the Wuhun Empire. We will always stand behind you, support you, and accompany you.”

Qian Renxue’s eyes met Shi Yi’s, and the tears in her eyes finally fell. She nodded gently, but the pain of losing her loved ones still made her unable to let go.

Shi Yi gently stroked Qian Renxue’s shoulders and said softly: “You are the God of Angels, how can you cry so easily? Now you are the faith of the Wuhun Empire.”

Hearing this, Qian Renxue took a deep breath and tried to calm her emotions. She raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, nodded seriously, and said with a firm tone: “I understand, Xiaoyi, you are right. Grandpa’s sacrifice cannot be in vain, I must shoulder this responsibility. No matter how difficult the road ahead is, I will persevere.”

Shi Yi nodded, with a hint of relief in his tone: “This is my Xue’er. No matter what happens, I will stay by your side and fight alongside you.”

Qian Renxue turned her head and looked at Shi Yi deeply, with a hint of tenderness in her eyes: “Xiao Yi, it’s great to have you.”

Shi Yi smiled slightly and said nothing more. The two stood side by side on the city wall, the night breeze blowing, bringing a hint of coolness. The Tiandou Empire camp in the distance was still brightly lit, like a dormant giant beast, ready to launch a counterattack at any time.

After a moment of silence, Qian Renxue asked softly: “Xiao Yi, what should I do next?”

Shi Yi’s eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was cold: “Although the Heaven Dou Empire has retreated, their foundation is still deep. Especially Tang San, his potential cannot be underestimated. We must find a breakthrough as soon as possible and completely defeat their morale.”

Qian Renxue nodded, with a hint of determination in her tone: “I will use the power of the Angel God to completely end this war. Grandpa’s sacrifice must not be in vain.”

Shi Yi glanced at her, with a hint of concern in his tone: “Xue’er, although the power of God is strong, you are not yet proficient in it. Pay attention to your own consumption. Don’t push yourself too hard.”

Qian Renxue smiled slightly, with a glimmer of confidence in her eyes: “Don’t worry, I am the God of Angels, I won’t fall easily.”

At this moment, a hurried sound of footsteps was heard in the distance. A general of the Wuhun Empire hurried over, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully: “Elder Shi, His Majesty wants to discuss urgent military information.”

“Okay, I’ll be there later.” Shi Yi nodded, his tone calm.

“Yes.” The general clasped his fists in response and then quickly retreated.

Shi Yi and Qian Renxue looked at each other, and Shi Yi chuckled and said, “Xue’er, come with me to take a look?”

Qian Renxue did not resist as usual, but nodded with a complicated expression. Bibi Dong was now her only relative in the true sense.

Qian Renxue turned to look at Shi Yi and said softly, “Xiao Yi, let’s go.”

Qian Renxue and Shi Yi walked side by side into the main hall of Jialing Pass. The hall was brightly lit, reflecting Bibi Dong’s cold and majestic figure. She was standing in front of the sand table, looking deeply at the battlefield situation, as if thinking about something. However, she was the only one in the entire hall, which seemed extremely quiet, without the tense atmosphere of urgent military discussions.

Shi Yi’s eyes moved slightly, and he understood. Bibi Dong had summoned him here, obviously not to discuss military affairs. Since he could sense Qian Renxue’s changes, Bibi Dong could naturally sense that god-level aura. Her intention was self-evident.

Bibi Dong’s eyes slowly fell on Qian Renxue, with a hint of relief and complexity in her eyes. She sighed slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but didn’t know where to start. The mother and daughter looked at each other in silence for a moment, and the air was filled with an indescribable emotion.

Finally, Bibi Dong slowly spoke, her voice soft but with a hint of concern: “He gave you everything, don’t let him down.”

As she spoke, she walked towards Qian Renxue. Her movements were a little stiff, but she firmly held Qian Renxue in her arms. At this moment, her expression showed a rare tenderness, as if she had let down all her defenses. Feeling the long-lost warmth, Qian Renxue could no longer suppress her emotions. Her delicate body trembled slightly in Bibi Dong’s arms, her face buried deep in her mother’s arms, and tears silently slid down.

“Mom…” Qian Renxue’s voice was choked with sobs, as if at this moment, she had finally regained the long-lost family affection.

Bibi Dong felt the coolness coming from her bosom, it was Qian Renxue’s tears soaking her clothes. Her eyes couldn’t help but turn red, and an indescribable pain surged in her heart.

For a long time, Bibi Dong always thought that it was natural for Qian Renxue to hate her. She personally ended Qian Xunji’s life and even devoured everything he had. She once thought that the gap between her and Qian Renxue would never be bridged. However, when Yu Xiaogang brought Shi Yi to seek her shelter, she suddenly realized that the child was innocent. She shouldn’t impose that hatred and pain on Qian Renxue.

At this moment, Bibi Dong hugged Qian Renxue tightly, as if she wanted to make up for the time she had missed. Her palm gently stroked Qian Renxue’s golden hair, and her voice was low and gentle: “Xue’er, I’m sorry… I owed you all these years.”

Qian Renxue did not answer, but hugged Bibi Dong tighter, as if she was afraid that the warmth would disappear again. Her tears flowed silently, but with a sense of relief and liberation.

Shi Yi stood aside, watching this scene quietly. His eyes were a little complicated, but also a little relieved. He knew that the gap between the mother and daughter finally began to melt at this moment.

After an unknown amount of time, Qian Renxue seemed a little embarrassed and slowly raised her head from Bibi Dong’s arms. Her voice was calm, but with a hint of unquestionable firmness: “Mom, I understand. Grandpa’s sacrifice was for the future of the Wuhun Empire. I will inherit his will and lead everyone to victory.”

Bibi Dong’s eyes flashed with relief, and she nodded gently: “I am very relieved that you think so. Next, we need to formulate the next strategy as soon as possible. Although the Tiandou Empire has retreated, their foundation is still deep, especially the existence of Tang San and the Haotian Sect, which is always a big worry for us.”

Shi Yi walked forward, his eyes fell on the sand table, his expression solemn and focused. He said in a deep voice: “Aunt Dong, although Tang San has great potential, he has not yet fully grown up. As long as we can eliminate the high-level spirit masters of the Heaven Dou Empire, their morale will definitely be severely damaged. In addition, we also need to pay close attention to the Xing Luo Empire, their movements may affect the entire battle situation.”

Bibi Dong nodded, with a hint of coldness in her tone: “Yes, Tang San is indeed our biggest threat. However, Xue’er has now become the Angel God, and our high-end combat power has already occupied an absolute advantage. Next, we need to use this to completely defeat the Heaven Dou Empire.”

Qian Renxue gently wiped away the tears on her face with her fingers, her eyes slightly fixed, and her tone was determined: “Mom, I am willing to fight in person, and with the power of the God of Angels, I will completely defeat the morale of the Tiandou Empire.”

Bibi Dong looked at Qian Renxue, her eyes full of trust and expectation. She nodded, her tone extremely serious: “Okay, Mom believes in you, you can definitely do it.”

Qian Renxue smiled slightly, with a hint of confidence in her tone: “Mom, don’t worry.”

Shi Yi also spoke at the right time, his voice steady and firm: “Aunt Dong, I will fight with Xue’er to ensure victory in the war.”

Bibi Dong pondered for a moment, and finally nodded: “Okay, in this case, the two of you will be responsible for containing Tang San and the high-end combat power of the Heaven Dou Empire. I will command the army, launch an attack from the flank, and completely defeat their defense line.”

The two of them agreed in unison, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn. The dark cloud of war once again loomed over Jialing Pass, as if a bigger storm was about to come.

At the same time, in the camp of the Tiandou Empire, Tang Hao was standing on a high place, looking deeply in the direction of Jialing Pass. Beside him stood Ning Rongrong, Ye Lingling, Tang San and others, all of whom looked solemn.

“Dad, what happened over there in the Spirit Empire?” Tang San asked in a low voice, with a hint of worry in his tone.

Tang Hao frowned and shook his head slightly: “Something big must have happened in the Wuhun Empire again.”

Hearing this, Tang San could not help but frown. He also had an ominous premonition in his heart, but his Mintang members did not send any abnormal information. As a Titled Douluo, he clearly felt the palpitating power coming from the Wuhun Empire, which was an unsettling sense of oppression.

Tang San shook his head and slowly said to Tang Hao: “Dad, I can also feel that special feeling, but my scouts have no news.”

Tang Hao nodded, his tone steady: “Since we don’t know, we can only make good preparations.”

Ning Rongrong’s eyes were full of hatred. She looked at Tang San and said softly, “Xiao San, our Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect will do its best to help you contain the high-end combat power of the Spirit Hall.”

Tang San nodded, his tone solemn: “As long as we can contain Shi Yi, we have a chance to turn the tide of the battle. However, we must prepare for the worst.”

At this moment, a hurried sound of footsteps was heard in the distance. A general of the Tiandou Empire hurried over, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully: “Master Tang, His Majesty wants to discuss urgent military information.”

Tang San nodded, turned around and said to everyone: “Everyone go back and rest first, and gather your strength. The next battle may be more difficult.”

Everyone agreed in unison and then dispersed. Tang San followed the general and walked towards Xue Beng’s main tent.

The next day, in the main hall of Jialing Pass, Qian Renxue and Shi Yi were ready to go. Qian Renxue was wearing golden armor with six wings spread out, exuding a sacred and majestic aura, like an angel descending to the earth. Shi Yi held a long sword with a cold look, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, ready to give the enemy a fatal blow at any time.

“Xue’er, are you ready?” Shi Yi asked softly, with a hint of concern in his tone.

Qian Renxue nodded, a firm look flashing in her eyes: “I’m ready. Xiaoyi, let’s go.”

…(End of chapter)