Chapter 322: The Rise of the Angel Goddess, Tang San's Quiet Panic
"Tang San, what are you trying to do?"
Within the God Realm Committee, the moment the Golden Tree of Shrek Academy was toppled, Tang San immediately sensed something was wrong. He instinctively prepared to descend to the Sun Moon Continent, but the voice of the God of Destruction halted him.
"You're a God King, Tang San. Unless it concerns your daughter, you know the rules. Don't break them."
Without Tang Wutong as a convenient excuse, both the God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life could stand united against him.
But Tang San's real concern wasn't just about Shrek. It was the Devouring Golden Silk—his private creation—now seemingly destroyed. The Golden Tree, which constantly funneled divine energy into him, was gone. And without it, his faith base on the Sun Moon Continent—his strongest foothold in the lower realms—had collapsed.
That loss wasn't just painful. It was threatening.
The Loss of Power
When the God of Destruction called him back to attention during their meeting, Tang San forced a calm response.
"Nothing. I just recalled something… insignificant."
The others didn't question him. After all, the collective intelligence of the Douluo God Realm was hardly impressive, and Tang San had always stood above them in cunning.
But deep inside, he was far from calm.
For five days, he had been wracking his brain, trying to find a plausible reason to deal with Xiao Qiang without drawing suspicion. But all the while, his situation was getting worse. His faith-based divine power had started declining. Three days ago, it plummeted to a dangerous low.
Five days wasn't enough to strip his divine status—especially with his long accumulation—but the trend was ominous.
Worse still, Xiao Qiang now possessed the Angel Martial Soul.
Ten thousand years ago, Tang San had spared Qian Renxue, who also bore the Angel heritage, but his father Tang Hao had not. That blood feud led to the suppression of the Angel Clan by both Shrek Academy and the Clear Sky Sect.
Now, with the Golden Tree destroyed, the Devouring Golden Silk could no longer drain power from the Angel lineage. If the Angel God's throne were to recover under these conditions…
…Tang San couldn't allow that.
A Threat Unlike Any Other
Though he believed no restored Angel God could match him—after two decades in the God Realm—Tang San knew that the threat wasn't just strength. It was optics.
Xiao Qiang had everything: immense talent, unprecedented strength, and now an angel martial soul. He had reached quasi-god at just over twenty, and broke through to true god at twenty-five—without relying on any divine inheritance.
If this kind of person ascended to the God Realm and was not given a divine position, the accusation of jealous suppression would be unavoidable.
The God of Destruction might turn on him. And in a true conflict, Tang San knew that even if Zhou Weiqing defected and betrayed the God of Destruction, the seven deadly sins standing behind him would easily overwhelm Tang San—especially without the aid of a proper Son of Destiny.
Everything had spiraled out of control.
Tang San's original plan had been to ignore Xiao Qiang, hoping he would fade away or die in the mortal world. But that plan had already failed. He had invested everything in the wrong people, and when Xiao Qiang's rise became known, it was too late to try to manipulate Tang Wutong into drawing him in.
Now, even that option was closed. His daughter was too strong-willed, too proud—and not close enough to him to trust his schemes blindly.
A Glimmer of Denial
After the committee adjourned, Tang San returned home, only to find Xiao Wu rushing toward him.
"Brother San, what happened? Did that old fool Destruction pick a fight with you again? I'll go tell Life!"
Tang San smiled faintly, reaching out to ruffle her hair. "No, no. Everything's fine. Just a small issue."
But even as he said it, he tried to reassure himself.
Xiao Qiang, for all his power, still had no divine position.
And without a god's throne, no one—not Qian Renxue, not even the original Seven Monsters—had ever truly stepped into divinity. In Tang San's eyes, Xiao Qiang was still missing the final key.
Ten Years Later: Douluo Star Transformed
A decade passed since the destruction of Shrek Academy, and in that time, the Soul Spirit System spread across all three continents.
At the same time, angel statues rose across the land.
Anyone awakening their martial soul had to approach the statues. If their martial soul held evil soul master potential, the statue would react.
Those without corruption passed unchallenged.
But if potential for darkness was detected, they were invited to join the Soul Palace—a new force built upon the legacy of Ghost Douluo and the failings of the Holy Spirit Church. If they refused? The Soul Palace simply monitored them. And if they strayed, retribution followed swiftly.
With the Worship Hall under angelic control, the Soul Palace held no fear of fallen soul masters.
The result? A sharp rise in prestige. The Soul Palace became a beacon of balance and order.
And its greatest beneficiary was none other than Mu Qingxue.
The Birth of a New Goddess
Over the years, as faith converged across Douluo Star, Mu Qingxue, now Chief Worshipper of the Soul Palace, underwent a transformation.
Her power surged.
Her body, once matured, regressed back to its peak state—eighteen years old—brimming with energy and divine light.
And with that change, it became undeniable to all around her:
A new Angel Goddess had been born.