From Douluo Dalu Angel Becomes God Almighty of LOTM

Qian Renxue skipped lightly through the palace corridor, her golden hair bouncing with every step. For the first time in a long while, there were no heavy thoughts on her mind, only the joy and anticipation of this long-awaited moment.

Today was her martial soul awakening.

Even though she already knew what was to come ,the Seraphim, the six-winged God level martial soul. Along with the unparalleled talent of innate soul power 20,her heart still beat a little faster. This moment will be the most important event in her life.

She soon arrived at the awakening hall.

Inside, the air was solemn but warm. Six towering figures stood in reverence, their expressions softening the moment they saw her.

The Second Worship, Golden Crocodile Douluo, smiled broadly. He was an old man with burly body and white hair.His golden robes shimmered like scales under the morning light. "Renxue, come!."

The Third Worship, Azure Luan Douluo (Qing Luan Douluo), who had black hair and usually spoke little, gently patted her head with eyes full of pride.

The Fourth Worship, Mighty Lion Douluo (Xiongshi Douluo),was an man with yellow hair and bushy beard. He let out a deep laugh. "Look at our little lioness. Today she becomes a true cub of Spirit Hall."

The Fifth Worship Glowing Feather Douluo (Guang Ling Douluo), looked like a child and had shiny silver hair. He playfully winked at Qian Renxue said, "I prepared a gift for you, but only after the ceremony."

Jiang Jun and Jiang Long, the Sixth and Seventh Worships, nodded affectionately. One held a delicate talisman, the other a jade bottle,blessings, no doubt, to be given later.

Though enshrined elders, revered across the continent, each of them looked at her as if she was their own grand daughter. Even if she was the granddaughter of their Grand Worship, she was the child they had watched grow from infancy.

After a few minutes of light teasing and blessings, Golden Crocodile Douluo bent slightly and said, "Come, Renxue. He is waiting for you."

She followed him through an arched doorway into a secluded ceremonial chamber.

The atmosphere shifted the moment she stepped inside.

Sacred power lingered thick in the air, pouring like mist from a towering statue of an angel at the far end of the room. The statue's six wings spread wide in a divine embrace, its eyes closed in eternal serenity. Its presence was radiated a kind of divine majesty that pressed gently against the soul.

Below the statue stood Qian Daoliu, head bowed in reverent prayer.

Golden-white light shimmered faintly around him, as if the room itself recognized his presence.

When he sensed them enter, he slowly lifted his head, his gaze meeting Qian Renxue's. His eyes were solemn.

"Renxue," he asked, voice echoing slightly in the sacred chamber, "are you ready to awaken your martial soul?"

Qian Renxue took a deep breath and nodded. "Yes, Grandfather."

With a calm expression, Qian Daoliu turned and took out six black stones, each carved with ancient runes. He moved with precise grace, placing them one by one in a perfect hexagonal formation on the stone floor, each humming with spirit energy as it touched the ground.

Then, he straightened his back, raised his hand slowly and in an instant, released his martial soul.

Golden light exploded outward in a brilliant halo.

Behind him, an immense illusion manifested: a six-winged seraph, glowing with divine radiance. Its long hair fluttered in sacred wind, eyes burning with holy fire. Six golden wings extended with a grandeur that seemed to dominate the room. A ring of holy light floated above its head, and its entire being exuded supreme majesty,as though no evil could exist in its presence.

The Seraphim Martial Soul.

Even Qian Renxue, who knew what to expect, felt a tremble in her heart.

Qian Daoliu's voice softened but did not lose its power. "Come."

She stepped forward, standing in the center of the hexagon.

The moment she entered the circle, the black stones lit up, and a faint spiritual resonance began to swirl. Qian Daoliu's Seraphim raised its hands, and the sacred energy gathered into a focused stream, pouring toward Qian Renxue's body.

The awakening had begun.

Suddenly, she felt it, a pull deep within her soul. Her blood boiled, her spirit trembled. Something ancient stirred inside her chest.

'It's coming'… she thought, bracing herself.

Then, without warning, the Ice and Fire seal within her spirit sea, no it was the seed of God Almighty, trembled.

Just once.

But that tremor was enough.

Then, the murmurs returned.

Not words, it was just pure knowledge about unknown. It flooded her mind like a storm breaking a dam. Vast knowledge, ancient truths, and memories that weren't hers surged across her consciousness,glimpses of the cosmos, of battles among star-dwelling beings, and of the laws that governed not just soul power, but existence itself.

And in that moment, something fused.

A surge of unknowable power radiated outward like a ripple in her soul sea. It passed through her channels, her bones, towards the Seraphim that was just beginning to awaken

Qian Renxue's martial soul, the Seraphim, was in the midst of stabilizing its golden form. But as the wave of power from the Almighty's seed spread across her martial spirit, the form blurred, then sharpened again into something else.

The light of awakening faded, but Qian Renxue remained standing, her body trembling slightly.

Golden light enveloped her, coalescing into a radiant figure behind her back. But this time… it was not the familiar six-winged angel spirit that Spirit Hall had worshipped for generations.