"What does this mean? Spirit Hall in another world was destroyed?"
Qian Daoliu stared at the scattered information revealed on the Virtual Screen before him, his tiger-like eyes suddenly widening, surging fury impossible to hide within them.
In his anger, Qian Daoliu's aura erupted, sweeping across the entire place and pressing down so hard that many present could barely breathe.
But the current Qian Daoliu clearly had no mind to care about such things, because at this moment, he had long since been overwhelmed by the rage in his heart.
Spirit Hall...
Spirit Hall...
How could Spirit Hall possibly be destroyed?
Who could possibly destroy Spirit Hall?
Who... actually dared to destroy Spirit Hall?
The fury in Qian Daoliu's heart churned madly inside him like a flash flood and tsunami.
It made him seem as if he had directly transformed into a volcano accumulating surging magma, ready to erupt at any moment.
"Big brother, calm down. That's only the Spirit Hall of another world."
Golden Crocodile knew Spirit Hall's place in Qian Daoliu's heart, so he saw through Qian Daoliu's current state almost at a glance and hurriedly spoke to soothe him.
"That's right, big brother. Don't get too immersed in it!"
"That's only a parallel world. Spirit Hall is still perfectly fine in our world!"
"In our world, His Eminence Wu Tong stopped the struggles under heaven. Nothing can possibly happen to Spirit Hall!"
"Exactly, big brother. Besides, our world's Spirit Hall has Her Eminence the Angel God overseeing it. Nothing can possibly happen to it..."
Seeing Golden Crocodile Douluo speak up to persuade him, the other priests also hurriedly began talking over one another to soothe the furious Qian Daoliu.
But the effect was far from ideal. The fury on Qian Daoliu's face did not fade by