Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor-Chapter 252: Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor []

Chen Ming's response was very simple.

"Gods are immensely powerful. Demigods are already the pinnacle of existence on the Douluo Plane, but in the Divine Realm, even the lowest-ranked divine officials and enforcers are stronger than demigods."

"Of course, I'm not saying demigods are meaningless. In the Douluo World, anyone who can become a Titled Douluo generally has the potential to become at least a third-class god. It's just that the Douluo Plane can't nurture so many powerful beings. It can only temporarily sustain a select few exceptionally strong individuals to support Douluo Star in return."

"As for the Rakshasa God, it seems they've already fallen. Their divine power has been seized by the Asura God, and I still hold a fragment of the divine artifact. Meanwhile, the Asura God is scheming to obtain the power left behind by the Angel God. Naturally, the Angel God takes precedence over the Rakshasa God in importance."

Chen Ming's words were tactful, but Qian Daoliu had already understood. Even the Angelic Sacred Sword, with its instinctive spirituality, understood.

Under the gaze of the crowd, the Angelic Sacred Sword, originally hovering protectively over the soul beast's corpse, suddenly emitted a dazzling light. It then split the air and returned to the statue of the Angel God. The blade, once entwined with light and flames, fell before the statue, trembling slightly, like a child grieving the loss of its mother.

The spiritual essence of divine artifacts in the Douluo World is not as advanced as the artifact spirits in cultivation worlds. In the Douluo World, only the Dragon-Slaying Saber has shown signs of possessing an artifact spirit. However, the lack of a fully developed independent consciousness doesn't mean these divine artifacts are entirely devoid of thought.

After millennia of faith and worship, the spirituality of the Angelic Sacred Sword is roughly equivalent to that of a four- or five-year-old child. While not fully rational, its long-term exposure to humans has given it a basic understanding of concepts like death.

The Angelic Sacred Sword's glow flickered incessantly, desperately stimulating the statue of the Angel God. Yet, aside from faint flashes triggered by the power of faith, the statue showed no signs of summoning the Angel God's divine will.

After a long while, the Angelic Sacred Sword fell to the ground. Its aura of light and flame receded, and it lay trembling faintly at the base of the Angel God's statue. Witnessing this, both Qian Daoliu and Chen Ming were left speechless.

After a lengthy silence, Qian Daoliu sighed deeply. Though his expression had regained its composure, the fire blazing in his eyes burned more fiercely than ever before in his lifetime. On the surface, he appeared calm, but Chen Ming was certain that if he so much as mentioned the Asura God's plans, Qian Daoliu would likely take the Angelic Sacred Sword and attempt a suicidal confrontation with the Asura God's target in the very next moment.

"High Priest, you still have Qian Renxue. She's recognized by the world's consciousness and has the potential to become the next Angel God. While the previous Angel God may have fallen victim to the Asura God's schemes, Qian Renxue has the chance to avenge them. Please, don't act impulsively and give the Asura God an opening."

"..."

"Yes, I still have Xue'er. The Angel God still has a successor." Qian Daoliu stroked his nonexistent beard, sighed again, and then collapsed onto the ground without any regard for his image. He gazed blankly at the Angel God's statue, a sight he had seen countless times before.

"Xiao Ming, can I call you that?"

"High Priest, of course, you can. Without your guidance to my family back then, I might not have achieved what I have today."

Chen Ming sat down on the ground and replied to Qian Daoliu.

"There's no need to thank me. I could tell you were special. Even without my advice, you would've eventually solved your family's problems on your own. At most, I might have helped you resolve them a bit earlier." Qian Daoliu responded calmly.

"Xiao Ming, if you don't mind, you can call me Grandpa Qian. Or, if you feel that's inappropriate, just call me the Grand Worship."

"Alright, Grandpa Qian." Considering Qian Daoliu's strength, age, and the fact that he had just led a group of Spirit Hall Soul Masters to battle Di Tian and other fierce beasts—not entirely for Chen Ming's sake, but still partly—Chen Ming didn't hesitate to address him as such. Hearing this, Qian Daoliu seemed a bit more at ease. He turned to look at Chen Ming and shared his thoughts.

"Xiao Ming, the truth is, Xue'er likes you. Ever since you saved her last time, she's had feelings for you. You may not have noticed, but we could tell. After you left, Xue'er was dazed for a long time before returning to Heaven Dou City to continue her duties as Crown Prince."

"Over the past year, every letter Xue'er sent me mentioned you. She wants to see you, but she doesn't fully understand her own emotions. She's a bit shy, and since you're often away in seclusion training, she hasn't had the chance to meet you again."

"To be honest, as the Grand Worship of Spirit Hall and the guardian of the Angel God's successor, I shouldn't allow the sole direct descendant of our family to fall for a man who already has a fiancée. But in reality, all I can say is that the younger generation will forge their paths."

"I've been debating whether to tell you this for a long time. I've decided to let you know because I believe your strength, talent, and character far surpass Xue'er's. If you like her or are willing to accept the help of a divine successor, I can make the decision..."

At this point, Qian Daoliu paused slightly.

"...though I might need to consult with Dugu Bo before finalizing the decision."

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"That's something for the future. Honestly, I do have some feelings for her, but now isn't the time for romance." Chen Ming sighed and replied.

"True." Although the Douluo Continent is known for being romance-centric, Qian Daoliu, apart from being slightly old-fashioned and overly virtuous, didn't seem to be infected by the continent's romantic tendencies. After hearing Chen Ming's response, he nodded in agreement.

"Actually, regarding the power left behind by our ancestors, I have some theories. They're just guesses, though. Would you like to hear them, Xiao Ming?"

"I'm all ears." Chen Ming's eyes lit up.

"You should know that the core of Spirit City is Spirit Hall, which is divided into three halls: the Pope's Hall, the Worship's Hall, and the Douluo Hall."

"If you're familiar with history from ten thousand years ago, you should know that the Pope's Hall and the Worship's Hall were established later by the Angel Clan. They don't have much to do with the Angel God. Initially, the Angel Clan merely served as guardians of the Douluo Hall, which was left behind by the Angel God's descendants."

"Spirit Hall doesn't matter. Spirit City doesn't matter. What matters, from beginning to end, is only the Douluo Hall."

"The Douluo Hall is transcendent. It's a domain only accessible to the dead. Only deceased or near-death Titled Douluos are eligible to enter. Aside from that, even the Worships, the Pope, or the High Priest of Spirit Hall will face collective hostility if they step into the Douluo Hall."

"In history, there was once a half-god-level High Priest from our Angel Clan who entered the Douluo Hall. However, upon exiting, he refused to speak of what he had seen. He left a will and then committed suicide in front of the Angel God's statue, his soul completely incinerated by the holy flames."