Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I am the White Emperor of Heaven

"Power of belief, infuse!" Qian Renxue shouted.

Zhao Feng and Lin Mo acted simultaneously, transforming their remaining strength into the power of conviction and channeling it into Qian Renxue's body. On the ground, Su Chen, leading ten Limit Douluos and countless civilians, also channeled the power of conviction into the depths of the earth through the Martyrs' Monument and the blue-gold pillar of light.

Countless golden rays converged on Qian Renxue, causing her power to surge instantly. The golden crack on her chest widened dramatically, and the power of the golden chains also increased significantly. The black bead emitted a "crunching" sound, and cracks began to appear on its black surface. Thin strands of black liquid seeped from the cracks, but were quickly purified by the golden chains.

"Come in!"

Qian Renxue pulled sharply, the golden chain drawing the black bead into the golden crack in her chest. The crack closed instantly, Qian Renxue's body jolted violently, her face turned deathly pale, and a trickle of golden blood spilled from the corner of her mouth. Her body began to tremble violently, as if she were enduring immense pain.

"Lady Qianrenxue!" Lin Mo called out anxiously.

"I...I'm fine..." Qian Renxue gritted her teeth, her voice trembling slightly, "The seal...is complete...The Seed of Nothingness...is sealed deep within my...soul essence..."

Her body floated down slowly, her feet touching the ground, but she stumbled and almost fell. Zhao Feng quickly stepped forward to support her, only to find that Qian Renxue's body had become extremely transparent, almost invisible. Her soul essence had been consumed too much during the sealing process, making it difficult to even maintain her illusory form.

"Lord Qianrenxue, your soul..." Zhao Feng's voice was filled with unconcealed grief.

"It can last for a while longer." Qian Renxue smiled weakly. "Maybe a few days, maybe a few hours... that's enough... to see this land again... to see these descendants again... that's enough..."

She turned to look at Zhao Feng and Lin Mo, a hint of apology in her eyes: "I'm sorry... for making you... see me... like this..."

"Lady Qian Renxue, please don't say anymore." Lin Mo's voice choked with emotion. "You have sacrificed so much for us and for this land. We should be thanking you, we should be apologizing to you. It was our strength that was insufficient, which forced you to make such a sacrifice."

“No…you…did…very well…” Qian Renxue shook her head, her voice growing weaker and weaker, “A hundred years ago…I guarded this land alone…a hundred years later…with you all…fighting side by side…I am…very lucky…”

Her eyes slowly closed, and her body transformed into countless golden specks of light, drifting into the air. These specks were dimmer than ever before, yet they carried an indescribable warmth and steadfastness. The specks rose slowly, passing through layers of rock, through the soil, through the ground, and drifting towards the sky.

On the ground, the crowd in the square saw the scattered golden specks of light and knelt down, tears blurring their vision. They knew that it was Qian Renxue's final gift, her last act of protection for this land and for these living beings.

Su Chen knelt on the ground, his hands clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his palms, drawing blood. His heart was filled with grief and anger—grief for Qian Renxue's sacrifice and anger at his own powerlessness. He was a Limit Douluo, the commander of the Zhenxu Army, and the dean of the Heroes' Academy, but in the face of true crisis, he could only stand on the ground, watching helplessly as the heroes fought and sacrificed themselves on the front lines.

“Commander Su Chen.” A Limit Douluo walked to Su Chen’s side and said in a low voice, “The power of faith in the Monument to Heroes has been consumed by seventy percent. If this continues, the Monument to Heroes may not be able to be maintained.”

Su Chen took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the grief in his heart, and stood up. His eyes became sharp and firm, and the golden light around him surged once more.

"Notify everyone to continue to unite our beliefs and contribute to the monument to our heroes." Su Chen's voice was deep and powerful. "Lord Qian Renxue, Commander Zhao Feng, and Lord Lin Mo, they are still fighting. We cannot let them fight alone." "Yes!"

Deep underground.

Zhao Feng and Lin Mo stood there, speechless, staring at the scattering golden specks. Qian Renxue was gone. This time, she was truly gone. Her soul was sealed within the Seed of Nothingness, forever unable to escape, forever suffering its erosion and torment.

"Zhao Feng," Lin Mo suddenly spoke, his voice low and hoarse.

"Ah."

What else can we do?

Zhao Feng was silent for a moment, then raised his head, a resolute glint in his eyes: "Lady Qian Renxue sealed the Seed of Nothingness with the 'Angel's Sacrifice,' but her soul essence is insufficient to completely purify it. We must find a way to completely destroy the Seed of Nothingness before her soul essence is exhausted."

“But once the ‘Angel’s Sacrifice’ is completed, the Seed of Nothingness will be sealed deep within Lady Qian Renxue’s soul essence, making it impossible for us to access it.” Lin Mo frowned. “Unless…”

"Unless what?"

“Unless we can enter Lady Qian Renxue’s soul origin space and destroy the Seed of Nothingness from within,” Lin Mo said, “but that’s almost impossible. The soul origin space is an extremely special existence, and only those with sufficiently strong soul power can enter it. Moreover, once inside the soul origin space, our souls become extremely fragile, and the slightest carelessness will result in our souls being scattered.”

Zhao Feng's eyes flickered as he quickly considered Lin Mo's words. After a moment, he raised his head, a resolute glint in his eyes: "We can do it."

"What?" Lin Mo was taken aback.

“Our current state is that of a soul phantom. Although most of our soul essence was consumed in the battle a hundred years ago, our soul power is still far superior to that of an ordinary Title Douluo,” Zhao Feng said. “Moreover, we have fought alongside Lady Qian Renxue for a thousand years, and our soul frequencies are highly compatible with those of Lady Qian Renxue, which makes it easier for us to enter her soul essence space.”

Lin Mo was silent for a moment, then nodded: "You're right. But this will come at a huge price. After entering Lady Qian Renxue's soul origin space, our souls will be deeply integrated with hers. If we cannot destroy the Seed of Nothingness within the soul origin space, our souls will be trapped there forever, unable to escape."

“I know,” Zhao Feng said calmly, “but this is our only chance. If we do nothing, Lady Qian Renxue will suffer the erosion and torment of the Seed of Nothingness forever, until her soul essence is exhausted and the Seed of Nothingness breaks free. At that time, not only will Lady Qian Renxue’s sacrifice be in vain, but the entire Douluo Continent will also face annihilation.”

"Then it's decided." (End of Chapter)