501: Chapter 501 The Mysterious Bride: Qian Yuhan

"Angelic Domain."

"Angel's Glory."

Ghostly talismans surrounded them, and the members of the Hall of Worship were pinned in place.

Qian Daoliu let out a stern shout.

The Seraphim behind him emitted the most dazzling light.

Angel feathers danced all over the sky.

The sacred purifying light enveloped all the eerie entities.

Ordinary Fallen Spirit Masters would definitely be purified immediately upon touching the feathers.

However, the Ghost Brides had no restrictions whatsoever.

They shuttled freely through the light.

Ghost Bride Hongluan quickly outlined lines in the air with the brush in her hand, drawing a cage barrier.

One imprisonment Spirit Ability after another locked the members of the Hall of Worship tightly in place.

With the control means unleashed by the super Douluos, Qian Daoliu was unable to break free for a moment.

"Another ninety-ninth rank, Su Wen, could it be that you have broken through to become a Limit Douluo?"

Su Wen ignored him, as the Angel God statue had already been dragged into the sea of blood.

This showed that the statue had a direct connection with the Angel God.

Her Divine Power, or perhaps her remnant soul, or even her faith was pinned within it.

In short, regardless of which connection it was, it could now be shown that the Angel God was dead.

At this moment, one black crow after another flew out from the sea of blood and rushed out of the Hall of Worship.

Wherever they passed, a red carpet path formed in the sea of blood, extending all the way outside the Hall of Worship.

Red Spider Lilies danced across the sky, and the sound of suona drifted over leisurely, carrying both joy and a hint of eeriness.

Standing at the entrance of the Hall of Worship, one could see a long wedding procession, with a continuous stream of red shadows along the way; wherever they passed, the vegetation withered entirely, leaving only Red Spider Lilies blooming brilliantly.

"Another wedding!"

Gold Crocodile Douluo was all too familiar with this scene. Seeing the Spirit Ability Su Wen had just used on the Angel God statue, could the target this time be an angel?

"High Priest, could the person sitting in that sedan chair be Lord Angel God?"

"Shut up! The Angel God is a god, and this kid is merely a Spirit Master. Leaving aside whether he has the guts, even if he did, he couldn't pull it off."

Looking at the Ghost Brides staring at him, Qian Daoliu felt that today's events were simply too shocking.

First was the matter regarding Bo Saixi, and subsequently, these Ghost Brides were all Limit Douluos.

Now, the one sitting in that sedan chair might very well be their ancestor, Lord Angel God.

Absurd, completely absurd.

"However, it's impossible to carry an empty sedan chair. Yueer told me that Su Wen's Spirit Ability can succeed on anyone..."

The sedan chair would not enter the room. Su Wen proactively went outside, followed closely by Bo Saixi and Bibi Dong.

Seeing the red sedan chair land, the expressions of the two women also held a trace of surprise.

Was the one sitting inside really the Angel God?

When Su Wen first prepared to do this, neither of them quite believed it.

After all, gods dying was practically impossible according to their thoughts.

There was a high probability that Su Wen would fail, but now the wedding procession had carried her over.

"Yaya."

Facing the numerous eerie entities, Yaoyao in Bibi Dong's arms didn't feel afraid at all. She chattered and shouted happily toward the eerie wedding procession.

"Yaoyao, be good. Look how bad your father is, actually doing this right in front of us."

"Welcoming the bride."

"You must help Mommy in the future."

Bibi Dong's voice carried a hint of jealousy.

"Useless."

"Wife and daughter, after all."

Bo Saixi couldn't help but chuckle: "You're the one who agreed to this."

"Aren't you too?"

Bibi Dong was speechless. If you don't know how to speak, then don't speak.

Bo Saixi's expression stiffened, and she subconsciously supported her lower abdomen.

As the curtain of the sedan chair was pulled open, a woman dressed in a red bridal gown came into everyone's view. She was covered by a bright red bridal veil, making her facial features unclear, but everyone could feel that she possessed a sacred attribute.

Bo Saixi muttered softly: "Could she really be the Angel God, turned into a Ghost Bride?"

A red thread emerged from Su Wen's spirit ring, with one end wrapping around Su Wen's wrist and the other end wrapping toward the bride. At the same time, it slowly pulled the bride out of the sedan chair until she arrived right in front of Su Wen.

Looking at the bride before him, Su Wen hesitated slightly before reaching out to lift the red bridal veil.

Coming into view was a woman with long blonde hair, a dignified and sacred expression, looking somewhat cold and majestic, and her pair of golden eyes revealed an even greater arrogance.

"Hus-... Husband."

Qian Yuhan's lips moved slightly. As she looked at Su Wen, a trace of tenderness appeared in her originally cold and arrogant eyes.

"Angel God?"

"Husband can just call me Han'er."

Qian Yuhan's gaze looked toward the Hall of Worship: "Husband, let me handle this."

"Alright."

Su Wen extended his hand toward her, and Qian Yuhan held it, a faint smile on her face.

They walked into the Hall of Worship, and the Ghost Brides immediately came to Su Wen's side.

After regaining their freedom, Qian Daoliu and the remaining five High Priests did not make any counterattacks.

They all stared wide-eyed at Qian Yuhan.

Qian Daoliu was trembling all over even more.

It was too similar.

It was like the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul.

It was like the Angel God statue that everyone worshipped.

It was simply carved from the same mold.

And the angelic aura on her body was almost of the same origin as the power of the angels.

"You, you, you..."

Qian Daoliu's breathing was rapid. He wanted to say something, but didn't know how to speak.

"Qian Daoliu!"

Qian Yuhan's vermilion lips moved slightly, emitting a majestic and sacred angelic voice.

"Lord Angel God?"

Qian Daoliu's legs went soft, and with a thud, he knelt down on one knee.

"It seems you didn't doubt my identity?"

"I am a descendant of the angels, the spokesperson chosen by the Lord Angel, and a member of the angelic lineage. How could I mistake the Angel God worshipped by our ancestors for generations?"

Hearing Qian Daoliu's words, the other priests knelt down one after another.

Although they had also believed in the angels since childhood, they thought it was merely a belief, and whether the Angel God actually existed was completely a mystery.

Now, the Angel God had appeared, and she was even wearing a bridal gown.

"Husband, should we deal with them? Although I no longer have the Divine Power of the Angel God and have lost my original power, if I want to kill them, I can still pull it off."

Qian Yuhan looked at Su Wen and uttered words that made all the priests break out in a cold sweat.

Bibi Dong and Bo Saixi also looked at each other in dismay.

If anyone else had said those words, they wouldn't have cared.

But this person was the Angel God.

And they were believers of the Angel God, supporting the descendant of the Angel God.

At this moment, the Angel God actually wanted to kill them.

And all for a man.

The scene was somewhat bizarre.

"There's no need. They were also just trying to protect you."

"However, starting from today, the so-called priests shall obey the Supreme Pontiff's commands."

"High Priest, you will be responsible for the Angel God Trials."

Su Wen understood that although Qian Yuhan had returned, it was impossible for her to inherit the God Position of the Angel God again; that position still belonged to Qian Renxue, and Qian Yuhan would only go even higher than her.

Qian Yuhan looked at Qian Daoliu: "Just as Husband said, I have also seen that Qian Renxue. She is qualified to inherit the God Position of the Angel God. I think, barring any accidents, she will be able to obtain my Nine Angel Trials."

As her words fell, the expressions of both Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong changed slightly.

Qian Daoliu's mood experienced even more dramatic ups and downs.

But at this moment, there was even more pleasant surprise.

Xiaoxue truly was qualified to achieve the status of the Angel God.