Douluo: I heard that Disaster is a waste?

"Child, place your hands on the statue and pray with all your heart. If the angel god approves of you, she will respond to you."

Qian Daoliu said lightly, his eyes full of anticipation.

Qian Yuehuan was stunned for a while. When he looked at the angel statue, he felt indescribably sad. Will the angel god recognize me?

"Grandpa, is it important to be recognized by the Angel God?"

Qian Daoliu's eyes softened, he stepped forward and ruffled Qian Yuehuan's hair, "Silly child, as long as you are recognized by the Angel God, you can return to the Spirit Hall openly and clear your name of disaster."

"Don't worry, kid. You've saved so many people. The Angel God will certainly see it and recognize you."

This is also Qian Daoliu's concern. He wants Qian Yuehuan to gain the recognition of the Angel God.

As long as Qian Yuehuan obtains the recognition of the Angel God, she can return to her ancestral home and return to the Spirit Hall openly. Her name can also be written into the family tree, and her identity can be recognized by the clan members. This is Qian Daoliu's wish.

Qian Yuehuan couldn't say no, so she had to step forward and touch the angel statue.

In an instant, a golden light burst out and spread across the angel statue. A bright light shot out from the tip of the angel's holy sword, and the entire sky was dyed golden.

A strange and warm golden light enveloped Qian Yuehuan, and the space around her was violently distorted.

When Qian Yuehuan opened her eyes again, she was surrounded by a foggy starry sky. She could vaguely see a few stars, and she was the only one around.

A cloud rose up in the starry sky, and a tall golden figure appeared behind the cloud. It was blurry but gave people an extremely oppressive feeling, and exuded a sacred and noble aura.

White feathers fell from the sky. Qian Yuehuan reached out and touched them, and the feathers turned into points of light and dissipated.

The first time Qian Yuehuan saw this figure, these three words emerged in her mind: "Angel God".

A female voice sounded all around, making people feel awed.

"Ten thousand years ago, in order to gain the power to protect all things in the world, I pulled out the Holy Sword of Angels, and at the same time released the evil and disease sealed under the Holy Sword of Angels, as well as the source of the plague in your body. I went through untold hardships to eliminate all the evil and disease in the world, and finally gained the power of faith to break through the hundredth level and become a god."

"But I found that I still couldn't eliminate the disasters in the world, so I took back the source of the plague and sealed it in the blood of my descendants, and cast a divine curse. If one of my thousands of descendants awakens the source of the plague in her blood, she will be born with silver hair and will be an ordinary person who can never practice cultivation."

"But I never expected that you not only survived, but also found a way to practice. Qian Yuehuan, you really surprised me."

When the Angel God talked about the past, Qian Yue Huan's pupils shrank violently, and anger ignited in her heart, "So, I could have practiced cultivation, but you cast a spell on me, turning me into an ordinary person without the slightest ability to practice cultivation!"

The Angel God said, "Once the silver-haired baby girl who holds the source of the plague is able to practice, the world will inevitably be hit by disasters again. In order for all things in the world to no longer suffer, I, as an Angel God, must nip this possibility in the bud. It just so happens that I have calculated that the era when the silver-haired baby girl is born will bring disaster to the Spirit Hall, and even cause the Spirit Hall to decline from prosperity. So when I ascended, I left a prophecy: Qianjia people, the silver-haired baby girl, is a symbol of disaster, and also represents that the Spirit Hall is about to decline from prosperity. I have instructed future generations that once the silver-haired baby girl appears, she must be killed."

This is the whole process of the Qian Family's rumor. Qian Yuehuan felt it was unfair. "It was you who coveted the power of becoming a god, pulled out the Holy Angel Sword, and released evil and disaster. But why should I bear the consequences? I was cursed by you. Not only can I not practice, but I will be killed at birth. Is this the Angel of Light?"

"I knew you were innocent, so I agreed to Qian Daoliu to give you a chance to survive and not take your life."

The Angel God replied patiently, and suddenly his voice became sharp, "But you still chose the path of cultivation, relying on the source of disasters and plagues and causing many disasters. Qian Yuehuan, do you know your mistake?"

The figure of the Angel God occupied half of the starry sky. When she got angry, Qian Yuehuan could clearly feel the oppression, as if a mountain was pressing down on her, making it hard for her to breathe.

This pressure forced Qian Yuehuan to kneel down and admit his mistake.

Qian Yue Huan trembled, straightened her back, and looked at the Angel God stubbornly, "What have I done wrong?!"

"Where there are blessings in the world, there are naturally disasters. Everything in the world has its own laws. The disaster I caused was supposed to happen. It is the fate of this continent. I am right!"

The golden figure became more solid, and the pressure on Qian Yuehuan increased instead of decreasing. Qian Yuehuan spat out a mouthful of blood, and she looked fiercely at the high angel god.

"Even if I am the cause of the disaster, this disaster was supposed to happen. Even if I don't cause it now, it will happen in the future! After this disaster, no disaster will happen again in this area for a hundred years. When the disaster came, I saved many lives, including the lives of countless people who should have died in the disaster. Why do you think I am a disaster instead of a kind person who saves the world?!"

The angel god was furious, and a sense of oppression came towards Qian Yuehuan from all directions. With a thud, Qian Yuehuan fell to his knees on the ground, unable to straighten up, and even moving was very difficult.

The Angel God's cold voice fell, "You used the source of the plague to launch a disaster, thereby gaining divine power and the power of faith. The foundation of your strength is based on absorbing the vitality of the people of the world. Your behavior is just like an evil soul master! You help the people just as a means to gain the power of faith. How can such a hypocritical person become a god? Right is right, wrong is wrong. No matter how good your reputation is, it can't change the evil things you have done!"

In the eyes of the Angel God, Qian Yuehuan, who became a god by relying on the suffering of others, is simply ridiculous. If he becomes a god in the future, it will not be enough to harm the Douluo plane, he will definitely come to harm the God Realm in the future!

Finally, the Angel God said, "I will give you one more chance. If you take the initiative to abandon your cultivation, I will no longer care about the wrong things you did before. I can even let your grandfather Qian Daoliu's soul be reborn in the God Realm after his death."

Abolish cultivation? Qian Yuehuan sneered, raised her head stubbornly, and looked at the Angel God, "It is impossible for me to abolish my cultivation!"

The Angel God was shocked for a moment and wanted to teach Qian Yue Huan a lesson, but he remembered a rule of the God Realm: "You must not interfere with the lower world, and you must not obstruct or kill other heirs of the gods."