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A Limit Douluo possesses soul power so immense that even without using their martial soul, merely releasing soul pressure would force a Super Douluo to collapse to the ground. As a servant of the gods, Qian Daoliu's soul power was even more overwhelming, and under the refining influence of divine angelic power within his body, his angelic soul power became even purer.
With Qian Daoliu's continuous infusion of angelic soul power, Luo Sanpao closed his eyes, his entire body trembling violently. Dragon horns and whiskers sprouted from him, golden dragon scales emerged, and he transformed into a Golden Holy Dragon over ten meters long.
A flicker of realization flashed through Qian Daoliu's eyes. So that's it... It turns out that Yu Xiaogang's Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul wasn't a malignant mutation but a beneficial one, evolving toward the Golden Holy Dragon. However, due to insufficient soul power, it became an incomplete form.
Just like the dragonification of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon—there's no transformation before rank 20, dragon arms at rank 30—the Golden Holy Dragon follows a similar pattern. Without sufficient level and soul power, the martial soul cannot reveal its true form, making it appear like a little pig.
This left Qian Daoliu genuinely shocked. He had never heard of a soul master's beneficial mutation failing. Ma Hongjun's Trashy Chicken martial soul evolved into the Evil Fire Phoenix—a much greater leap compared to Yu Xiaogang's attempt to evolve the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon into the Golden Holy Dragon. Yet Ma Hongjun succeeded, while Yu Xiaogang failed halfway, leaving behind a crippled martial soul. Truly worthless!
High in the air, the Golden Holy Dragon radiated dazzling light, its aura even more powerful than the combined might of the Golden Iron Triangle's Trinity Fusion Technique, reaching the level of a Titled Douluo.
Qian Renhan fixed his gaze on the Golden Holy Dragon and said, "Not enough. It hasn't reached the limit yet."
At these words, Qian Daoliu could only pour in more soul power. The manifested Golden Holy Dragon's body began to swell. From its initial roars to painful groans, the energy coursing through it became unbearable. Qian Daoliu's soul power was simply too vast—far beyond what the dragon's body could endure. At this rate, it would explode from within.
"Still a little more." Qian Renhan's Fallen Angel martial soul enveloped his body, and his eighth soul ring lit up beneath his feet. His hands transformed into flawless jade capable of devouring all light.
"Ahhh!"
Nearby, released from control, Yu Xiaogang let out a wretched scream, clutching his body tightly. He felt as though an overwhelming energy was about to tear him apart.
"Roar—!"
The Golden Holy Dragon let out a harrowing cry as cracks spread across its meridians. Its body was on the verge of being completely torn apart by the surging soul power.
"Stop now. This is the moment."
Qian Renhan soared forward, arriving at the dragon's head. His jade-like hands pressed against it. "Angel Devours the Heavens."
With a forceful pull, accompanied by a heartrending dragon's wail, an exceptionally pure golden orb—radiating intense light and sacred divine energy, about the size of an adult's abdomen—was extracted from the Golden Holy Dragon's body.
This golden orb, about the size of an adult's abdomen, was the source of the Golden Holy Dragon, infused with the angelic soul power released by Qian Daoliu.
As soon as the Golden Holy Dragon's source was completely extracted, Qian Renhan quickly ceased the Angel Devours the Heavens technique to prevent his own soul power from neutralizing the energy within the orb.
"The quality of this Golden Holy Dragon source, after Grandfather's enhancement, isn't bad."
Qian Renhan assessed calmly. The moment he saw the Golden Holy Dragon formed by Luo Sanpao absorbing the soul power of the Golden Iron Triangle, he had already formulated his plan. Since Luo Sanpao could manifest by absorbing soul power, then absorbing Qian Daoliu's angelic soul power to create the Golden Holy Dragon's source might yield something even stronger. And the results were just as he had anticipated.
The Golden Holy Dragon's source absorbed the soul power of Qian Daoliu—nearly that of a level 94 Titled Douluo—becoming both abundant in quality and quantity. With Qian Renxue absorbing it, her Angelic Martial Soul's light and divine attributes would certainly ascend further.
In the future, even if Qian Renxue couldn't fall to darkness, as long as she could find a high-quality, hundred-thousand-year—or even older—fire attribute soul beast to provide a soul ring, her Angelic Martial Soul might reach the level of a Ten-Winged Angel.
After the Golden Holy Dragon's source was extracted, Luo Sanpao's martial soul reverted before their eyes. No—its form had drastically changed. The draconic bloodline was completely lost. Luo Sanpao's once purple fur became flesh-colored, its head round and ears floppy like a pig's, with a dog's nose. Its once-bright eyes became dull and vacant, as if stripped of intelligence, turning into a streak of light that hovered behind Yu Xiaogang.
Yu Xiaogang's body relaxed, the pain gone, but a hollow emptiness remained within. Unconsciously, he stood up and let out a loud pig-like squeal.
"Hmph—"
Luo Sanpao's phantom darted into Yu Xiaogang's body, and in an instant, Yu Xiaogang's face transformed into that of a pig. If not for the nose—identical to a dog's—it would have been a perfect pig face. Simultaneously, rolls of fat erupted across his body, bursting through the black-and-white student uniform. His pants, unable to withstand the sheer size of his now-massive buttocks, tore apart, revealing half of his rear, where a small pig's tail wagged.
He dropped to all fours, thick flesh-colored fur sprouting all over his body. He had completely become a pig, with only the dog's nose differentiating him from a real one.
"So ugly."
"So disgusting."
Voices filled with contempt and disgust echoed from all around. Even the members of Shrek Academy—Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, and others—felt their stomachs churn. It was the first time they had seen such a grotesque fusion of pig and dog in a martial soul. At the same time, a deep fear of Qian Renhan took root in their hearts.
Hearing the crowd's ridicule, Yu Xiaogang took a mirror from his soul tool and glanced at his reflection. His eyes instantly filled with bloodshot veins, rage overwhelming him. He spat out a large mouthful of blood, then collapsed to the ground, returning to his normal form and passing out.
As for Qian Renhan, after extracting the Golden Holy Dragon's source, his figure flashed, pulling Qian Renxue and Ye Lingling into the Pope's Hall, closing the doors behind them in preparation for facing Qian Daoliu's wrath. The mess outside? That would be left to the other members of Spirit Hall.
"Lingling, go back to your room," Qian Renhan said, waving his hand from the Pope's throne.
Though puzzled, Ye Lingling nodded and walked toward her room. The dimly lit Pope's Hall was now left with only Qian Renhan holding the Golden Holy Dragon's source, Qian Renxue, and a furious Qian Daoliu storming in.
Qian Daoliu roared, "Qian Renhan! You dared commit such an outrage! And you made me an accomplice to your crime!"
Qian Renhan replied with a calm smile, "What's the matter, old man? I'm just finding resources to help Xiaoxue evolve her martial soul. Why do you seem so angry?"
"Helping her evolve is fine—but what method did you use? You extracted a soul master's source to upgrade a martial soul! How is that any different from an evil soul master, who cultivates by devouring soul power, soul rings, spirit energy, flesh, blood, souls, and martial souls? This is an evil soul master's method!" Qian Daoliu's aura grew heavy, oppressive. The Angel Clan had zero tolerance for evil soul masters.
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"So what? You want to fight me?" Qian Renhan's voice turned cold. The Shura Sword stood embedded beside him. He knew it was pointless to waste words on a stubborn old man.
Their eyes locked, and their clashing auras made the air in the Pope's Hall thick and heavy. Even the walls of the hall began to tremble slightly. Watching from the side, Qian Renxue was growing anxious, but the invisible wall of pressure blocked even her voice. She couldn't even step into the zone between them.
Moments later, the trembling subsided. Qian Renhan casually tossed the Golden Holy Dragon's source to Qian Renxue. "Xiaoxue, take this."
"Don't take it!"
Qian Daoliu bellowed, "The Angel Clan will never compromise with evil soul masters!"
"Absorb it," Qian Renhan ordered, standing with narrowed eyes.
Qian Daoliu turned and glared at Qian Renxue. "Don't absorb it! Xiaoxue, have you forgotten my teachings? Will you disobey your grandfather now?"
"Brother…"
"Grandfather…"
Qian Renxue's delicate body trembled. She looked at Qian Renhan's cold, detached face—on the verge of erupting with rage—and then at Qian Daoliu, whose usual gentleness had been replaced with unprecedented fury. It felt like the most agonizing moment of her life.
Suddenly, a spark of inspiration lit up in Qian Renxue's mind. "Grandfather, was what Liu Erlong said earlier true? Did Father really... with that woman…"
At those words, Qian Daoliu deflated like a pierced balloon, falling completely silent.
Qian Renhan sat back down, satisfied, the tension in his eyes easing. His foolish sister hadn't caused trouble for once. Hopefully, this was a good sign.
(End of Chapter)