Spirit Hall Academy, internal training ground.
When the angel, radiating a blazing white light, descended, everyone felt an uncontrollable sense of awe rise from the depths of their hearts.
This was a normal physiological reaction for ordinary people when they first encountered a supernatural being beyond their comprehension.
Although they were all outstanding young talents with extraordinary abilities, had seen many Title Douluos, and witnessed the powerful strength of the elders in Spirit City, knowing how terrifying top-tier soul masters could be.
However, they had never witnessed the power of a "god."
At this moment, Qian Renxue's aura fluctuations had already reached the level of a second-tier god.
Her presence was as unique as the blazing sun in the sky, with no other light source able to compete with her.
Facing such an overwhelmingly powerful and terrifying aura, they felt like frogs at the bottom of a well, seeing the vastness of the sky for the first time, their hearts filled with indescribable fear.
For a moment, everyone was speechless.
Forcing themselves to endure the stinging pain in their eyes that almost brought tears, they silently watched the tall, radiant figure suspended in mid-air.
Qian Renxue's wings of light spread out, and her eyes, covered by white light, looked at the trembling girl in black within the crowd.
Just one glance, and Zhu Zhuqing, entangled by the aura, felt as if she had been struck by lightning.
The faint white tiger shadow behind her instantly shattered into a mist of blood, and she spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
At this point, Qian Renxue calmed down.
Apart from her blazing white eyes, her facial features showed no emotion.
Even the overwhelming killing intent that had condensed into reality a moment ago had disappeared.
She extended her arm forward, the longsword in her hand pointing directly at the girl in black who was vomiting blood.
The flames on the sword burned even more fiercely.
"Qian Renxue, what are you trying to do?!"
The next moment, several angry shouts rang out.
They were the teachers of the academy.
Qian Renxue's speed was too fast, her figure disappearing from their sight in just a few flashes.
Even the lowest among them, who had the strength of a Soul Saint, arrived a moment too late.
This was fortunate because Qian Renxue had no intention or ability to hide her aura; otherwise, these teachers wouldn't have known where she had gone.
"Qian Renxue, calm down. Wait until Elder Su arrives to discuss whatever issue you have," said an ordinary academy teacher, unaware of the situation.
"Young Master, what are you doing? What about the Grand Elder?" said a direct member of the Qian family from Spirit Hall.
"Miss Zhuqing is the Pope's direct disciple, Qian Renxue, don't act rashly," said a soul master from the Pope's faction.
"Qian Renxue..."
"Young Master..."
"Silence."
Qian Renxue tilted her head slightly, her red lips parting to utter cold words.
Her gaze, hidden behind the white light, seemed to sweep over the crowd behind her.
As her aura passed by, all the teachers in the academy felt as if their throats were being choked and couldn't utter another word.
"...Sister Xue, Sister Xue..."
At this moment, Feng Qingyu, not far away, suppressed her intense fear and said in a trembling voice, "Teacher, Teacher is still with the Pope..."
Qian Renxue glanced at her but did not respond.
She knew this person was Su Cheng's new disciple from one of the academies in the Heaven Dou Empire.
But based on the many scenes she had seen recently, it was indeed just a pure teacher-student relationship between her and Su Cheng.
Since that was the case, she had no intention of targeting her.
Of course, she also had no interest in giving face to such a weed.
Zhu Zhuqing was her only target.
"Hmm?"
Suddenly, Qian Renxue's gaze shifted slightly, noticing the beautiful red-haired girl.
"Elder Su and Zhuqing went on another date..."
Although she could only see the scene and not hear any sound from the previous sun's perspective, it should be similar to this.
This girl's mouth was really loose.
With a thought, she directed a strand of aura to lock onto Huo Wu.
A faint sun shadow flashed in Huo Wu's eyes.
The terrifying shadow that Zhu Zhuqing had just experienced also covered her heart.
The next moment, the beautiful, flamboyant red-haired girl collapsed to the ground, sweating profusely, soaking her clothes in an instant.
She gasped heavily, her face turning blue and purple from intense fear, making breathing extremely difficult.
Seeing this scene, Feng Xiaotian was furious, trying to suppress his fear and take a step forward, forcibly mobilizing his soul power.
But he was immediately pulled back by someone gripping his sleeve tightly.
Turning his head, he saw Feng Qingyu shaking her head at him anxiously, her beautiful eyes full of pleading, signaling him not to act rashly.
At this moment, they absolutely shouldn't add to the chaos, nor say anything unnecessary.
Huo Wu was just scared, and Qian Renxue didn't intend to kill her.
But if Feng Xiaotian recklessly intervened, it would be like adding fuel to the fire, and they might really get killed!
Realizing this, Feng Xiaotian's earlier impulsiveness faded away, replaced by a sense of fear.
Once he calmed down, he nodded gratefully to Feng Qingyu, who then released his sleeve.
During this process, Qian Renxue seemed unaware of their small actions and didn't even glance at them.
Only now did these young soul masters truly feel how terrifying Qian Renxue was at this moment.
Let alone using soul fusion techniques or self-created soul skills, even mobilizing soul power was difficult, and releasing their martial souls was impossible.
This was the gap between humans and gods, an insurmountable chasm.
Zhu Zhuqing's Hell White Tiger martial soul had reached the threshold of a god-level martial soul. With her unique domain and martial soul prowess, she barely managed to confront Qian Renxue.
But the other young soul masters clearly lacked this capability.
They could only look worriedly at the girl in black facing the divine might directly.
In fact, even the academy teachers with the strength of a Soul Saint or Soul Douluo were suppressed by the powerful force field enveloping the inner courtyard, unable to move.
In terms of sheer strength, they were not as strong as Zhu Zhuqing.
Feng Qingyu lowered her eyes, not daring to look at Qian Renxue again.
Her intuition was amazing, sensing that although Qian Renxue appeared calm and no longer exuded terrifying killing intent, beneath the serene surface lay turbulent magma, ready to erupt at any moment.
However, it seemed Qian Renxue was waiting for something.
Despite the boiling killing intent within her, she restrained herself from making a rash move.
"Don't you want to say something? What is going on between you and Su Cheng?"
Qian Renxue finally spoke.
The voice was as cold and piercing as the clash of metal.
"..."
"I'm giving you a chance to explain. Tell me about your relationship with him. Tell me you have no feelings for him. Then promise me that from now on, you'll stay far away from him and go back to your Star Luo Empire. If you do that, I'll let you go today."
"..."
Zhu Zhuqing remained silent in the face of Qian Renxue's questioning.
Behind her perfectly curved figure, dark red long hair fluttered like a blood-stained banner.
Her eyes were covered with a layer of blood mist, flashing a faint ferocity.
A low "whuu whuu" sound rose from beside her.
It sounded like a howling wind, or a low roar of a tiger.
This was her own indomitable will and the battle instinct of the Hell Civet.
Even at the end of her rope, even in a desperate struggle, she could never bow her head.
Just like the name of her sixth soul skill—Blood Battle.
"..."
Qian Renxue also stopped talking.
Her blazing white eyes narrowed slightly, and the anger and jealousy in her heart surged even more.
But she still had no intention of making a move.
Although this special state of hers, like Su Cheng's second stage of the Eternal True Body, could not last long.
However, Qian Renxue's situation was different from Su Cheng's.
Hers wasn't just a simple state enhancement but a qualitative change from the inside out.
For Qian Renxue, this had both advantages and disadvantages.
The advantage was obvious; from today onwards, she had undergone a transformation in the level of her existence.
If one were to look inside Qian Renxue at this moment, they would find not only the powerful blazing white energy flowing through her like beams of light, but even her meridians, bones, and muscle fibers were now tinged with a hint of blazing white.
The power of the blazing sun had fused with her entire body, bloodline, and soul.
Even her soul emanated a blazing white light from the inside out.
It can be imagined that even when her twin souls separate again, their essence would be fundamentally different from before.
As long as she continued to cultivate step by step, she would eventually be able to turn this potential into real strength.
However, the form of this transformation remains unpredictable.
But there were downsides to this situation.
Once this period passed, she would find it difficult to return to this powerful state comparable to a second-level god in a short time.
She would need to slowly realize this accumulated potential through continuous cultivation.
But originally, Qian Renxue had a chance to soar instantly.
In the Douluo Hall, when she fully resonated with the external blazing sun.
The power of the sun continuously poured into her body.
Her will and her soul were also constantly assimilated by this power and realm far beyond mortals.
It was a temptation to become stronger, evolve, and even exist forever that no living being could resist.
If it had continued, she would have reached a certain critical point, either being burned to ashes by the extreme heat of the sun's power or transcending everything and becoming an incarnation of the sun walking among people.
However, in a moment's hesitation, her strong obsession and burgeoning emotions made her break free from that peculiar state.
Although she lost the chance to soar instantly, she retained the emotions and will of being "human."
Qian Renxue looked at Zhu Zhuqing with those eyes surrounded by white light, "Don't worry, I won't kill you directly. I'll make sure you understand why you're dying…"
Her voice lowered, "Or make me understand why I'm dying."
Zhu Zhuqing was stunned for a moment.
Then, she saw the woman hovering in the air in front of her turn her head to look in the direction of the Pope's Hill.
Whether it was an illusion or not, the woman's expression, which hadn't changed since she appeared, seemed to fluctuate.
To be precise, the corners of her mouth seemed to curve into an almost imperceptible arc.
But there was no hint of a smile in it; instead, it was full of indescribable pain.
Or reluctance?
Zhu Zhuqing couldn't see clearly and couldn't understand.
The next moment, a magnificent transparent sword light streaked across the sky, followed by a series of huge sonic booms.
It was another being with the power of a second-level god!
It was Su Cheng who had arrived.
Behind him, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong, followed at a much slower pace.
Of course, others did not understand the specific divisions of god-level strength. They could only feel that both Qian Renxue and Su Cheng were equally terrifyingly powerful, far beyond what soul masters could imagine.
All these events seemed long, but in fact, from Qian Renxue's appearance to Su Cheng's arrival, she had only spoken two short sentences to Zhu Zhuqing.
"Xiao Xue, don't!"
"...Finally."
Qian Renxue sighed lightly.
Then, she raised the broad long sword in her hand, her wings fluttering slightly behind her, and thrust the sword out without hesitation.
The sword blade burned with blazing light, so hot that the surrounding space seemed to warp slightly.
This sword carried all the power she could muster, releasing all the powerful energy she had borrowed from the sun, which didn't truly belong to her.
Then, she would fall from her current god-level power back to being an ordinary human with twin souls.
This meant that once this sword was thrust out, even she could no longer control what happened next.
Facing this point of no return, Su Cheng, who had just arrived, had only two choices.
Either intercept the sword.
With his current strength, he could do this.
But in doing so, all the sun's power attached to the sword would explode directly.
The resulting backlash would surely burn Qian Renxue, who was in a defenseless state and whose body had just begun to transform, to ashes, leaving her with no chance of survival.
Or he could choose not to interfere, letting her thrust the sword.
In that case, Zhu Zhuqing, who was completely locked on and had no way to escape, would surely die!
Come on, Teacher/Su Cheng…
Show me who you choose, me or her.
If I'm redundant.
If my existence makes you feel troubled.
Then it's fine to die like this.
To die by my own attack.
That way, you don't have to feel guilty or regretful; this is my choice.
This boring, meaningless life, ending like this, isn't bad.