Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor-Chapter 183: Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor []

"Chen Youliang was my great-grandfather. I am a descendant of the Chen family of Bilouchen City," Chen Ming said openly, revealing the connection between his family and Qian Daoliu.

"If it hadn't been for the Grand Worship telling my ancestor how to resolve the issue of our mutated martial soul back then, there would be no Chen Ming today."

"When I awakened my martial soul at the age of six, due to the mutation in my family's martial soul, my innate soul power was only at level five. Fortunately, thanks to the solution provided by the Grand Worship, after absorbing the soul ring of the Jade Phosphor Seven Absolutes Flower and the Jade Scorpion, the defect in my innate soul power was resolved. Only then could I make rapid progress in cultivation."

"If it weren't for the Grand Worship's method, there wouldn't be the Chen Ming you see today."

"No, that was all achieved through your efforts," Qian Daoliu said warmly, his eyes flashing with fond memories of an old friend.

"Your ancestor was a remarkable man. Back when the Star Luo Empire suffered a massive earthquake that fractured the land and caused soul beasts to leave their habitats and attack human cities, and when evil soul masters took advantage of the chaos to spread a plague, the situation was catastrophic with corpses everywhere and people in panic."

"Your great-grandfather Chen Youliang led your family's ancestors to the front lines, helping to repel the soul beasts and cure the plague. He even assisted our Spirit Hall in tracking down the evil soul master responsible for spreading the plague. During that disaster, they provided great help to the people of the continent, even earning an invitation from the emperor of the Star Luo Empire."

"Because they aided the citizens of the Star Luo Empire, your ancestors even attracted the attention of the enemy nation's emperor. At one point, your family's ancestor was almost stripped of his noble title and demoted to a commoner by the Heaven Dou Emperor."

"Your family has always been extraordinary. Back then, I merely provided a solution but did not directly help your family resolve the defect in your martial soul. It's I who owe you for the contributions your family has made."

"I never expected that after a hundred years, I would meet a descendant of an old friend. And to think you even saved my granddaughter."

The elderly Qian Daoliu, who was over a hundred years old, couldn't help but sigh at the mysterious workings of fate.

The child he once treated as a foster daughter had betrayed him and harmed his granddaughter, yet the descendant of an old friend saved her.

Indeed, every twist and turn in life is predestined.

Golden Crocodile Douluo stroked his beard and patted Chen Ming on the shoulder.

"Young man, this is fate. Your family has always been deeply connected to our Spirit Hall."

"Chen Ming, are you willing to accept the Angel Clan's divine trial?" Qian Daoliu looked at Chen Ming with great affection and asked gently.

"Thank you, Grand Worship. I am willing," Chen Ming replied.

"Good, good! Follow me," Qian Daoliu said, clapping his hands as he led Chen Ming to the statue of the Angel God.

"Chen Ming, kneel," Qian Daoliu instructed, pointing to the prayer mat in front of the Angel God's statue.

"Alright," Chen Ming nodded without hesitation and knelt.

The Angel God was a figure of faith and a pioneer in the path of soul masters in the Douluo World. Kneeling before the Angel God was not a significant matter to Chen Ming. It could be said that all humans on the Douluo Continent should kneel in gratitude to the Angel God, as they ushered in an era for humanity.

What's more, Chen Ming had just received both the Angel God's swordsmanship and a portion of the Angel God's power. Kneeling was a small act of reverence. From the perspective of inheritance, even though Chen Ming had never met the Angel God, he could be considered a disciple of the Angel God by extension.

Qian Daoliu clasped his hands together and prayed softly. Divine power from the Angel flowed out from him and into the statue of the Angel God. The statue radiated light, and a golden beam shot out from the center of the statue's forehead, entering Chen Ming's body.

Rings of light emerged from Chen Ming's body. The first two were yellow, the third turned purple, the fourth and fifth were black, and the sixth and seventh were also black.

These light rings, resembling soul rings, symbolize the strength of the divine trial bestowed upon Chen Ming by the Angel God: the Black-Level Seven Trials, the highest level of divine trials that the Angel God could grant to someone outside the Angel Clan.

The speed at which the light rings emerged astonished everyone present. The upper limit of this divine trial was determined by the Angel God's will, not by Chen Ming's talent.

If Chen Ming had been born into the Angel Clan, the divine blessings he just received from the Angel God's statue would likely have been enough to grant him the eighth trial, or even the legendary Angel Nine Trials.

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The group's assumptions were not wrong; in fact, the truth was even more shocking.

Although the light rings stopped at the seventh, Chen Ming felt an inexplicable sense that, if he actively drew more of the Angel God's power into himself, he could unlock further trials. He could not only achieve the eighth trial but even claim the ninth trial that was reserved solely for the next Angel God.

However, to Chen Ming, the Angel Seven Trials were already sufficient. This level allowed him to reap all the benefits without being overly entangled with the Angel God. Accepting the eighth or ninth trial would tie him too deeply to the Angel God.

As the divine power surged into Chen Ming's body, a golden diamond-shaped mark appeared on his forehead. Unique energy also began to form a cocoon within his spiritual sea, establishing a mysterious connection between him and the Angel God's statue.

["Angel Seven Trials, First Trial: Achieve Soul Power Level Fifty."]

["Completion of the trial will grant: God-bestowed Soul Ring."]

The golden cocoon in Chen Ming's spiritual sea cracked slightly. A surge of divine power flowed from the Angel God's statue and condensed into a golden orb that landed in Chen Ming's hands.

Chen Ming could sense that breaking this orb would grant him a God-bestowed Soul Ring.

A God-bestowed Soul Ring would adjust its age limit to match his body and spiritual endurance. If he could withstand it, even a 900,000-year soul ring could be formed.

Furthermore, the soul skill granted by the God-bestowed Soul Ring would be perfectly suited to him.

Chen Ming glanced at Qian Daoliu, who nodded encouragingly.

After bowing in gratitude to the Angel God, Chen Ming sat cross-legged on the prayer mat and crushed the golden orb in his hand. The divine power within the orb surged into his body.

Under the influence of the divine power, a firm and distinct connection formed between Chen Ming and the world. A vast amount of faith energy began shaping the structure of a soul ring according to the rules of the universe.

White, yellow, purple, black, deep black, and finally faint red—within a few minutes, the color of the God-bestowed Soul Ring rapidly transitioned. When the deep black of the ten-thousand-year soul ring reached its peak, a faint red hue emerged, slowly spreading throughout the soul ring and elevating it to the level of a hundred-thousand-year soul ring.