Douluo: Transforming Xiao Wu into a Zerg Queen Was Just the Beginning-Chapter 88 - 89 – The Angel God’s Consciousness and the Dominion Will!

Chapter 88 - 89 – The Angel God's Consciousness and the Dominion Will!

A flash of crimson light quickly flickered through Qian Renxue's golden eyes, only to be immediately suppressed by a radiant golden glow.

"Mmgh..."

"Where... is this?"

Qian Renxue frowned slightly as she examined the interior of the carriage, trying to recall her memories.

BZZZ—!

A piercing buzzing noise suddenly exploded inside her head!

"Ah!!!"

She instinctively clutched her head, crying out in pain.

"It hurts!"

The searing, tearing pain in her mind felt unbearable. She could do nothing but grip her head tightly, enduring the overwhelming agony surging through her consciousness.

At the same time, two brilliant lights—one crimson, the other golden—clashed violently within her mind!

The two forces entwined and struggled for dominance, each trying to overwhelm and absorb the other.

Each collision between these lights drew another pained scream from Qian Renxue, her beautiful face contorted in anguish and drained of color.

Beads of sweat trickled down her elegant cheeks, adding an almost surreal intensity to her appearance.

"Urgh—!"

"Lord Dominion... No!!! I am the Angel God!!!"

"Angel... Dominion..."

Qian Renxue held her head tightly, her consciousness plunging into utter chaos.

She muttered and groaned incoherently, the pain robbing her of lucidity.

Unfortunately, the carriage's soundproofing was excellent.

The soul masters outside, lacking permission, dared not enter to check on her. Thus, no one realized what she was going through inside.

BOOM! BZZZZ—!

The overwhelming buzzing continued to echo in her skull, shaking her eardrums and plunging her thoughts into disarray.

CRACK!

The golden and crimson forces clashed once again before both withdrew, receding into the depths of her consciousness.

As they faded, the pain in her head subsided significantly. Slumped halfway over the bed, Qian Renxue slowly pushed herself upright.

She held her head, still dazed.

"What the hell was that pain just now...?"

She was certain something was deeply wrong with her body.

Yet, no matter how hard she tried, she could only remember the moment she accepted a mission from Pope Bibi Dong and arrived at the Star Dou Forest.

Anything beyond that—what happened next, or how she got here—was a complete blank. freeweɓnøvel.com

The memories felt like they should exist, just beyond reach...

But no matter how she searched, nothing surfaced.

That elusive sensation left her deeply frustrated. Her frown deepened.

She glanced down at her long legs and then toward the mirror nearby—at the completely unfamiliar face staring back.

And yet, she didn't feel the slightest surprise.

It was as if this transformation, this sudden maturing, was completely natural.

She parted the carriage curtain and stepped outside.

The soul masters stationed nearby instantly stiffened.

They stared, stunned, at the golden-haired Qian Renxue, unsure of how to respond.

She calmly scanned them before asking, "Where are we?"

"Saint... Saintess! We're at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!" one of them stammered.

"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

Her brow furrowed as she looked at the towering mountain before her. "Why... why are we at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

Gulp.

The captain of her personal guard swallowed hard and stammered, "We... We brought you here for treatment, Your Highness."

Qian Renxue studied the man's face and saw no sign of deception.

That only deepened her confusion.

With a soft sigh, she said, "Forget it. I'm fine now. Let's return."

The guard shook his head firmly. "We... can't return yet, Saintess."

"Why not?"

He didn't answer. Instead, he simply looked toward the Sect.

Following his gaze, Qian Renxue turned.

BOOM—!

A muffled rumble echoed from within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. A thick plume of smoke rose skyward, clearly visible for hundreds of meters.

Qian Renxue narrowed her eyes, unable to grasp the situation at a glance.

"What is... going on here?"

Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect

Ning Fengzhi had already activated his Martial Soul Avatar. A radiant image of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda enveloped both him and Ning Rongrong in shimmering multicolored light.

The stable and grounding aura of the pagoda brought Ning Rongrong a strong sense of safety in her father's embrace.

At the same time, it blocked the fierce shockwaves caused by the fierce duel between Chrysanthemum Douluo and Sword Douluo, shielding them completely.

Ning Fengzhi gritted his teeth as he stared at the still-clashing Douluo. A sharp gleam of killing intent flashed in his eyes.

If it were under normal circumstances, he wouldn't care how long they fought.

But Ning Rongrong was present—and the shockwaves from a battle between two Titled Douluo were nothing she could withstand.

Since that was the case, he would show no mercy.

Seven soul rings gleamed behind Ning Fengzhi, each radiating brilliant light.

"Seven Aperture Exquisite Heart!"

This was Ning Fengzhi's exclusive soul technique!

It allowed him to apply his seven support-type soul skills to seven different individuals at once—a multitasking ability few in the world could match.

This was why the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was revered as the number one support-type Martial Soul on the continent.

And why Ning Fengzhi was hailed as the strongest auxiliary-type Soul Master alive.

HUM!

The pagoda behind him released seven beams of colored light, forming a ribbon that drifted into Sword Douluo Chen Xin's body.

A jolt ran through Chen Xin as he felt an incredible surge of strength: his offensive and defensive capabilities had just ascended a tier!

Even his depleted soul power replenished rapidly, and his natural recovery speed increased significantly.

He glanced back at Ning Fengzhi but said nothing.

Instead, he launched a relentless barrage of sword energy, every strike fierce and merciless as it tore through the air toward Chrysanthemum Douluo.

Under normal conditions, Chen Xin's pride would never allow interference in a Titled Douluo-level duel.

But this battle was anything but normal—Chrysanthemum Douluo came with ill intent.

This fight had to end quickly.

His sudden surge in aggression caught Chrysanthemum Douluo off guard, pushing him back under the intensified pressure. Gritting his teeth, the elder glared viciously at the glowing Ning Fengzhi and the now-empowered Chen Xin.

He howled in frustration, "Despicable! Unfair! I demand a rematch! A rematch!!"

"I demand a rematch!!!"

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