Return at the Peak, I Want to Kill Someone

Time flowed like water, and youth slipped away with ease.

In the blink of an eye, twelve years had passed.

This year.

It was destined to become the most extraordinary year on Douluo Continent.

Not merely because of the finals of the Continental Soul Master Elite Tournament and the reward of three soul bones.

Rather, because the eyes of every power and Soul Master across Douluo Continent were fixed on Shrek Academy, the greatest dark horse to emerge from the Soul Master Tournament, as well as the highly watched Five Elemental Academies.

This year was also destined to be called the Year of Geniuses.

Or perhaps, the Generation of Geniuses.

Tang San, with Innate Full Soul Power and Twin Martial Souls—the Blue Silver Grass and Clear Sky Hammer—naturally became the focus of every power.

Worship Hall.

Qian Daoliu stood with his back to the main hall, gazing at the Angel Sacred Statue.

He still looked the same as he had more than a decade ago, appearing only thirty or forty years old. Handsome and thoughtful, he gave off an aura that made people want to bow in worship merely by standing there.

The other Six Great Enshriners stood separately on either side, their eyes closed in meditation.

Creak~

The doors to Worship Hall opened, and Chen Changfeng slowly walked in.

The Six Great Enshriners opened their eyes at once.

"Changfeng, you're back?"

Qian Daoliu turned to Chen Changfeng. His calm, indifferent presence made people feel exceptionally comfortable. "How did the mission go?"

"It's complete."

Chen Changfeng Nodded and got straight to the point. "The royal forces within the Haagensen Kingdom, Balak Kingdom, and Saliker Duchy have been completely purged. The Papal Palace has also begun sending people to infiltrate them."

At that.

The corners of Qian Daoliu's lips rose as he said with satisfaction, "Very good. Five years earlier than I expected."

The Six Great Enshriners also gave Chen Changfeng approving looks.

Being Spirit Hall's Judgment Elder.

Was not a position just anyone could hold.

Undercurrents surged across Douluo Continent. Things were far more complicated than the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan appeared on the surface.

And Chen Changfeng's growth over the past decade had been forged in blood, clearing away every obstacle in Spirit Hall's path.

Seeing that Chen Changfeng had yet to leave, Qian Daoliu's expression stiffened. "What is it, Changfeng? Is there something else?"

Chen Changfeng said indifferently, "I want to participate in the finals of the Continental Soul Master Elite Tournament."

The moment those words fell.

Qian Daoliu froze slightly.

The Six Great Enshriners frowned as well.

He wanted to participate in the Soul Master Tournament? Was he serious?

Seeing Chen Changfeng's earnest expression, the smile vanished from Qian Daoliu's face, replaced by solemnity. "For more than a decade, you've remained behind the scenes and even disdained having any dealings with the Golden Generation. With your strength as a Soul Douluo, there's no need for you to enter the Soul Master Tournament. What do you mean by this?"

"To kill someone," Chen Changfeng said calmly.

Kill someone?

Qian Daoliu clasped his hands behind his back.

He seemed to have guessed something. Narrowing his eyes at Chen Changfeng, he said, "The person you want to kill should be Tang San of the Clear Sky Sect, correct? It's regrettable that the Papal Palace's assassination mission failed, but killing someone during the tournament would damage Spirit Hall's reputation—"

"Tang San should indeed be killed, but not at the Soul Master Tournament."

"Spirit Hall's reputation will not be affected."

Chen Changfeng cut off Qian Daoliu's next words and said coldly, "Because the one I want to kill is Tang Hao."

"Tang Hao?!" Qian Daoliu's expression changed instantly.

The Six Great Enshriners widened their eyes at that moment, all turning their gazes toward Chen Changfeng.

He... wanted to kill who???

Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao? He wanted to kill that madman?

Two madmen!

"That's right."

Chen Changfeng smiled faintly. "Tang Hao has already infiltrated Spirit City. I intend to use this Continental Soul Master Elite Tournament to kill Tang Hao within Spirit Hall and strike fear into those who would oppose us!"

Hearing Chen Changfeng's cold and domineering words, Qian Daoliu's pupils contracted sharply before he fell silent.

He thought of his old rival, Tang Chen.

The Clear Sky Sect's greatest genius.

Seeing Qian Daoliu's reaction.

Chen Changfeng knew his earlier guess had been almost entirely correct.

More than a decade ago, after Qian Xunji's death, Qian Daoliu had personally pursued Tang Hao. Although Qian Xunji had not been killed by Tang Hao himself, Tang Hao was still fundamentally connected to his death.

Based on Chen Changfeng's understanding of Qian Daoliu over the years.

He was definitely no kind old man, nor would he deliberately go easy on Tang Hao.

At the very least, Qian Daoliu had truly intended to kill Tang Hao back then.

It was not difficult to guess that Qian Daoliu had his own motives for hunting Tang Hao. Tang Hao was so powerful that even Qian Xunji, leading so many experts, had failed to kill him. If he were allowed to truly mature, there might be a second Tang Chen. One Tang Chen was already enough to give Qian Daoliu a headache. If another appeared and Qian Daoliu could not defeat him either, then there would be no point in him continuing to guard the Angel Clan. So, he had to nip Tang Hao in the bud.

It was like how, after Ning Fengzhi learned that Tang San was a disciple of the Clear Sky Sect, he had entertained thoughts of nipping Tang San in the bud for the sake of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Therefore, based on this alone, Qian Daoliu would never go easy on Tang Hao.

Yet he had ultimately failed to kill him.

There were only two possible reasons. First, he had been unable to find Tang Hao's hiding place. Second, fear still lingered in his heart.

First, Tang Hao was Tang Chen's grandson. If Tang Hao were killed and Tang Chen returned one day, he might seek revenge on Qian Daoliu. Qian Daoliu could not defeat him, and Spirit Hall would be the one to suffer.

Second, Qian Daoliu had hesitated in the end because he had no idea what Tang Chen's condition was at the time. Even if he could kill Tang Hao, he feared that Tang Chen would come after his only granddaughter, Qian Renxue. Then the Angel Martial Soul would have no successor. It was not worth taking that risk.

No matter which reason it was based on.

Qian Daoliu had ultimately failed to get his wish, allowing Tang Hao to survive until now.

"Changfeng."

Qian Daoliu looked sharply at Chen Changfeng. "This matter is of great importance, and Tang Hao is extremely powerful. I need to discuss it with the other Enshriners—"

Chen Changfeng met his gaze without the slightest fear.

The corners of his lips lifted slightly, revealing a faint chill. "No need. I will kill him. With me here, nothing in this world is impossible."

With that.

Chen Changfeng gave Qian Daoliu no chance to continue. He turned and walked toward the hall's exit.

Yet before stepping through the doors, he stopped again. His ethereal, icy voice echoed throughout the hall. "He who hesitates invites chaos. Clearing Spirit Hall of all enemies is my duty. I know what you are worried about, Great Enshriner, but indecision will only let more opportunities slip away."

"And."

"Tang Hao will indeed die in Spirit Hall, but none of this has anything to do with the Angel Clan or you, Great Enshriner."

With that said.

Chen Changfeng strode out of Worship Hall.

Leaving behind only Qian Daoliu, whose mouth opened but who ultimately said nothing, and the utterly bewildered Six Great Enshriners.

Watching Chen Changfeng's departing figure, Qian Daoliu's eye twitched wildly twice.

This guy... was still as unreasonable as ever.

He had clearly rushed back only to notify them. There had never been any room for discussion.

"Everyone."

After a long while, Qian Daoliu took a deep breath and ordered, "From today onward, the defensive formation of Spirit Hall will be personally controlled by the six of you. I truly fear that brat won't be able to hold back when the time comes."

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