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Chapter 851: Divine Decree

...A solar eclipse, that's all. In the Canglan World, it wasn't a particularly rare celestial phenomenon.

Ordinary people would regard a solar eclipse as the wrath of the deities.

But any Soul Master with a bit of strength understood that a solar eclipse was merely a natural phenomenon.

However, it couldn't be ruled out that sometimes it truly was a deity covering the sun.

Like right now.

Bixixi felt an intense sensation of being watched fall upon her, followed immediately by a crushing pressure like a monstrous tidal wave.

This pressure felt like a massive boulder grinding down on her. If she hadn't already been sitting, she would have been pressed flat against the ground by now.

Even so, her spine bent deeply.

In the eyes of those around her, it just seemed like an unremarkable woman was hunching over, perhaps due to a stomachache.

Little did they know, Her Holiness the Pope was already drenched in cold sweat, her face deathly pale, her eyes filled with confusion and panic.

"This pressure definitely comes from a deity, and it feels somewhat familiar... Which deity is staring at me?"

Bixixi began to reflect on whether she had done anything recently to anger a deity, but after thinking it over left and right, she couldn't come up with anything.

Day after day, she cultivated, repeated the act of making offerings to the deity, submitting her faith. There had been no change at all.

Bixixi was uneasy and apprehensive.

Little did she know, behind that solar eclipse, the deity she worshipped was currently bowing and scraping to the Golden Dragon King.

He then handed over a detailed dossier on her to the Golden Dragon King.

The Golden Dragon King then passed it to the Heavenly Dao's Eye.

Thus, the initial stage of such a transaction was considered complete.

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[Bixixi - Pope of the Battle Soul Hall - Level 95 Legendary Battle Master]

[Deity Inheritor - Worshipped Deity: Fallen Angel God]

[Goal: Form alliances and unify the entire Canglan World]

[Threat Level: Low]

Chen Huaian looked at the information provided by Heaven's Calculation and let out an "Oh."

The female version of Qin Shi Huang in the Canglan Realm, huh~

Moreover, a Level 95 strength was practically the ceiling just below the deities. If her goal was merely to unify the continent, then she truly wouldn't pose any threat to Li Qingran, because Li Qingran herself was also a member of the Battle Soul Hall's forces.

Not only would she not harm Li Qingran, but upon seeing Li Qingran's potential, she should actually focus on protecting and nurturing Li Qingran. After all, Li Qingran couldn't possibly compete with her for the Divine Position...

Chen Huaian felt temporarily reassured.

However, the real test would be how Bixixi handled today's events.

Feng Wuyu was under house arrest.

Those family factions that wanted to give Li Qingran a hard time should also be baring their fangs.

With three super-standard World Rings and the sword techniques from the Green Lotus Sword Manual, he naturally wasn't afraid of Li Qingran suffering a loss. But these family factions were like toads clinging to the top of your foot—not really harmful, but always annoying. It was best to deal with them once and for all.

...

Chen Huaian had finished receiving the message.

But Bixixi's ordeal wasn't over yet.

Her vision was already enveloped by pitch-black wings that blotted out the sky.

Falling feather fragments transformed into fleeting black flames in the air, scorching the surrounding atmosphere and emitting a faint, elusive scent of sulfur.

Beneath the wings, a tall, slender, and upright figure gradually materialized.

He wore a magnificent dark purple robe trimmed with gold. His face was as cold and sharp as ice.

His angular features seemed chiseled by an axe, with gray hair casually draped over his shoulders, a few strands falling across his chest, making his complexion appear even paler.

His eyes were pure, ink-black, devoid of any luster, yet they seemed capable of piercing through to the deepest desires and fears within a person's heart. Occasionally, a flash of crimson would flicker deep within his pupils, like a fierce beast lying in wait... though it might have been an illusion, the man's eye sockets seemed a bit dark, and his eyes were slightly puffy, as if someone had punched him twice.

Before she could think further, the moment she saw this man, Bixixi's mind trembled—it was unmistakably the deity she worshipped—the Fallen Angel God, Lucifer.

This was the first time she had seen the true visage of a deity.

But there wasn't a trace of excitement on her face, only bewilderment and panic.

She felt she was done for.

What on earth had happened to make a deity descend into the depths of her soul with such fanfare...

"Bixixi." Lucifer's voice was low and magnetic, yet devoid of any emotion, as if emanating from an ancient abyss, resonating directly within the depths of Bixixi's soul. "Hear the Divine Decree!"

Bixixi's body shuddered, and she straightened with solemn reverence. "Your Holiness Lucifer, please bestow your decree. Your faithful servant will spare no effort to fulfill the mission."

Her lips trembled, both from awe and from the current impact on her soul.

Lucifer did not acknowledge her pledge of loyalty, speaking only with detached calmness. "Li Qingran is a member of your Battle Soul Academy and also the inheritor of another deity."

Bixixi was stunned. She jerked her head up, but only saw the Fallen Angel God's cold jawline. She hastily lowered her head again, her heart pounding wildly.

Originally, Feng Wuyu's assessment of Li Qingran's situation was mere speculation. She hadn't been completely certain either, which was why she had come today specifically to observe.

Now, with His Holiness Lucifer personally delivering a divine decree, the matter was confirmed.

So, there really was a deity standing behind Li Qingran!

"Unifying the Canglan Continent is not that easy! On a national level, your Battle Soul Hall already possesses the power of a nation.

But conflicts between nations are not merely struggles for royal authority; they also involve clashes of divine authority. Other deities will not stand idly by and watch you seize the faith that belongs to them.

A war of faith is inevitable! You need many, and powerful, allies!"

Lucifer's voice remained flat, yet carried an indisputable authority. "Cooperate with Li Qingran. Gain the friendship of the deity behind her!"

As his words fell, without waiting for Bixixi's response, the sky-blotting black wings slowly folded.

The figure of the Fallen Angel God gradually grew ethereal, finally transforming into a stream of black light that vanished into the shadow of the solar eclipse.

The divine pressure filling heaven and earth dissipated instantly. The solar eclipse also gradually faded, and sunlight once again bathed the land, as if nothing had just happened.

But in reality, for other Battle Masters, it truly had just been a solar eclipse.

No one knew that Bixixi had received a divine decree in those brief few minutes.

Bixixi remained kneeling on the ground, her body long since soaked through with cold sweat. Her magnificent papal vestments were now damp and clung to her skin.

She dared not raise her head for a long time. The Fallen Angel God's decree echoed repeatedly in her mind, stirring up a tempest in her heart.

She had long been aware of the struggle for divine authority.

But she had never imagined that Lucifer would take the initiative to want to ally with a deity. This showed that the deity behind Li Qingran was no small figure.

Even without Lucifer's divine decree, she would have to secure Li Qingran firmly.

Near Bixixi, the students of the Battle Soul Academy watched her abnormal behavior with utter confusion.

After all, to hide her identity, Bixixi was wrapped up like a mummy. First, she was twitching, then she was kneeling... it was genuinely a bit bizarre.

"What's wrong with that woman? Why did she just kneel down for no reason?"

"Wasn't she scared by the solar eclipse? Ordinary folks do think it's the wrath of the gods."

"But she doesn't look like an ordinary person, dressed so finely. Maybe she's from some family?"

...

Just as the crowd was discussing, on the arena stage, the Battle Saint from the Xiahou Family, who had replaced Feng Wuyu, suddenly stood up. His robust voice boomed across the venue. "Honored audience, the solar eclipse has passed! We will now continue with the exchange tournament matches! Let the first challenger step onto the stage!"

The eyes of all spectators instantly shifted back from the celestial phenomenon in the sky, focusing squarely on the first arena stage, concentrating on the figure of Li Qingran in her white robes.

At the same time, a heavy sound of footsteps began from the edge of the arena.

*Thud.*

The footsteps were not hurried, but exceptionally deep and solid. Each step seemed to land precisely in the gap between the heartbeats of the onlookers, causing a suffocating tightness in their chests.

A figure ascended the stone steps of the arena.

As he approached, it wasn't like an ordinary Battle Master mounting the stage, but more like a moving mountain slowly pressing forward.

Sunlight fell on his bronze-colored skin, reflecting a cold, metallic sheen.

He was extremely tall and burly. An ordinary person would have to look up to see his face. His exposed arms were thick with gnarled muscles, veins bulging like the tangled roots of an ancient tree, brimming with a primal sense of power.

He simply let his large-knuckled, heavily scarred hands hang loosely at his sides. Yet, it was precisely these empty hands that, as he stepped forward, naturally clenched into fists. His knuckles emitted a teeth-grating *crack* sound, as if they themselves were the most terrifying heavy weapons.

Merely standing there, without any movement, an aura of ferocity, tangible as substance, already spread out. It caused some spectators near the front rows to instinctively hold their breath, feeling an inexplicable sense of suffocation.

Someone recognized him and couldn't help but exclaim:

"That... that's Xiao Yanyao from the Xiao Family! A 42nd-rank Battle Ancestor!"

"Strange, why was someone of his strength eliminated earlier? Shouldn't he be defending a spot on the arena stage?"

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