Douluo Qian Renxue: What if Douluo had a reversal?

Wuhun City is located in the western part of the Tiandou Empire. It is a city shrouded in the light of God. In the center of the city, the majestic Temple of the Elders towers into the sky, its spire reaching into the sky, as if it wants to touch the out-of-reach angel statue.

Qian Daoliu, the supreme elder of Wuhun Palace, was standing alone in the square in front of the palace, looking up at the statue with deep eyes.

The statue is made of pure gold. As the brilliance circulates, it seems that an angel in white robes with wings spread out behind him is slowly descending.

A breeze blew by, and the flowers and plants in the square swayed gently, as if they were telling unknown secrets.

Qian Daoliu gently closed his eyes, feeling the faint sacred breath coming from the statue, and felt an indescribable excitement in his heart. He finally got a response from the God of Angels.

Suddenly, the clouds in the sky surged, and a bright light soared from the statue into the sky.

Qiandao Liu felt a powerful wave of energy that instantly enveloped the entire Wuhun City, as if it was about to involve the entire world.

He opened his eyes suddenly and saw that the air around the statue began to twist, forming mysterious patterns.

Then, an angel figure in white robes slowly walked out of the statue, with wings like shining lights, exuding a sacred and majestic aura.

The God of Angels nodded slightly to him, as if to affirm his piety and hard work.

Qian Daoliu was so excited that he was shaking all over. He knew that this was the most important moment in his life.

He bowed deeply and then slowly raised his head, his eyes shining with determination.

"Ancestor, you finally responded to me." Qian Daoliu's voice was full of excitement and respect, echoing in the square in front of the Elder's Hall. His body was shaking, his fists were clenched, and tears were shining in his eyes.

The God of Angels leaned forward slightly, his star-like eyes revealing depth and wisdom.

The air around the statue became even more distorted, as if pulled by an invisible force, forming brilliant strips of light that illuminated the entire square like a dream.

Qian Daoliu felt a warm current surge through his body. It was the recognition of his ancestors and the power of God surging in his body.

He knelt on his knees and put his hands on the ground, his body shaking like a leaf blown by the wind.

"You're...very good!"

The voice of the God of Angels is like the sound of nature, echoing in every corner of Wuhun City, making everyone's heart tremble.

This sentence was like a warm current, deeply imprinted in Qian Daoliu's heart. He felt as if his body was being held up by a powerful force, and his soul seemed to be illuminated by a divine light.

He raised his head, eyes shining with determination, looking directly at the majestic and holy God of Angels. The strip of light around the statue is even more brilliant, as if celebrating this moment.

"I will continue to work hard and live up to the expectations of my ancestors!" Qian Daoliu's voice was firm and powerful, echoing in the square in front of the Elder's Hall. His figure appears taller and more sacred under the light belt.

"This is the content of Qian Renxue Angel's third test." The angel's myth fell, and a golden light merged into Qian Daoliu's eyebrows.

As the words fell, the figure of the God of Angels began to gradually blur, as if being pulled by an invisible force, slowly rising into the sky.

Qian Daoliu knelt on the ground with his eyes closed tightly, feeling the sacred power surging in his body.

Suddenly, a bright golden light soared from the statue into the sky.

In the golden light, the figure of the God of Angels gradually became clearer, and his wings spread out like a stream of light. She leaned forward slightly and cast an affectionate look at Qian Daoliu.

Then, her figure began to rise rapidly, turning into a stream of light and disappearing into the clouds.

The light strips in the square gradually dissipated, and a sacred and solemn atmosphere filled the air.

Qian Daoliu slowly stood up from his kneeling position, his body bathed in the remaining sacred light.

His eyes shone with firmness and determination, as if he had been baptized by some kind of power.

He looked up at the majestic figure in the Elder Hall, and the respect and sense of belonging in his heart became even stronger.

He stepped onto the steps, and every step seemed calm and powerful, as if he was carrying the weight of the entire Wuhun City.

Under the sunlight, his figure cast a long shadow, intertwined with the majestic figure of the Elder's Hall.

Entering the Elder's Hall, Qian Daoliu felt an ancient and mysterious aura coming towards his face.

He looked around, and the ancient murals and statues seemed to tell the glorious history of Wuhun Palace.

Just as Qian Daoliu was immersed in this solemn and sacred atmosphere, a burst of soft footsteps broke the tranquility of the Elder Hall. He looked slightly sideways and saw a girl walking in lightly.

She was wearing a long white dress, the hem of which fluttered gently with her steps, like a blooming lily. Her long hair was as smooth as silk, hanging down on her shoulders, shining with a faint luster. Her face is delicate and her eyes are like clear lake water, exuding an aura of innocence.

The girl walked up to Qian Daoliu, bowed slightly, and said in a clear and sweet voice, "Grandpa, are you looking for me?"

Qian Daoliu came back to his senses and looked at the beautiful and pure girl in front of him, feeling an inexplicable feeling in his heart. He nodded slightly, his voice gentle and kind: "Yes, child. I have something to discuss with you."

"Well, what's the matter?" Qian Renxue raised her head, curiosity and expectation revealed in her clear eyes.

Qian Daoliu looked at her with a smile, his eyes shining with wisdom. He stretched out his finger, lightly tapped her forehead, and said, "My child, do you know the glorious history of our Wuhun Palace?"

Qian Renxue blinked and nodded seriously: "I know, Grandpa. Our Wuhun Palace is one of the most powerful forces on Douluo Continent. Our ancestors have paid huge sums for the prosperity of Wuhun Palace. effort."

Qian Daoliu nodded with satisfaction and continued: "So, do you want to become the Pope of Wuhun Palace, inherit the legacy of your ancestors, and contribute your own strength to the glorious future of Wuhun Palace?"

When Qian Renxue heard this, a hint of surprise and expectation flashed in her eyes. She raised her head, looked into Qian Daoliu's eyes, and asked seriously: "Grandpa, are you telling the truth? Can I really become the Pope of Wuhun Palace?"

Qian Daoliu looked at the expectation in Qian Renxue's eyes, smiled and nodded: "Of course, child. You are one of the most outstanding geniuses in our Wuhun Hall. With the angelic Wuhun and innate full soul power, you have Incomparable potential and talent. Moreover, you are smart, kind, brave, and have a heart dedicated to Wuhun Palace. I believe that you will become an outstanding pope and contribute to the glorious future of Wuhun Palace. .”

Hearing Qian Daoliu's words, Qian Renxue's face showed a bright smile, and her eyes shone with determination.

However, the next moment, she frowned slightly and asked hesitantly: "But, Grandpa, doesn't the position of the Pope belong to my mother? If she is unwilling to give up, I..."

Qian Daoliu looked at her slightly worried look and couldn't help but feel a warm current in his heart. He gently stroked Qian Renxue's hair and said with a smile: "Silly boy, she is your mother, how can she disagree? Moreover, she is already the empress of the Wuhun Empire, and her vision and mind have long been It has gone beyond personal gains and losses. What she wants to see more is the prosperity and strength of Wuhun Palace, and you are the person she trusts most and the person most qualified to inherit her legacy."