Qian Daoliu's Invitation

Under Qian Xunji's astonished gaze, this strike had actually interrupted his first soul skill.

He, Qian Xunji, was a Titled Douluo. Logically, even without using his martial soul, he should have been able to thrash Wu Xian.

So how had his first soul skill been blocked?

Amid his surprise, Qian Xunji suddenly heard Wu Xian say, "Pope, there is no need to keep testing each other. To show my respect, I will use my strongest soul skill."

The moment he finished speaking, Wu Xian's sixth soul ring lit up with a flash of red, staining half the sky crimson.

Then, the Metal Longsword before Wu Xian radiated a sharp, murderous aura.

This soul skill had been modeled after Gold Purification, a skill used by a certain Heavenly Dao Armor in a tokusatsu drama.

Locked onto by that grim killing intent, Qian Xunji suddenly felt his back go numb.

A towering Angel True Body abruptly rose behind him, reaching into the clouds as his ninth soul skill lit up.

A trace of life appeared in the Angel True Body's eyes.

The Angel True Body raised its Angel Sacred Sword, and pale golden Angel Holy Flame ignited along the blade.

As the sacred sword swung, the clouds in the sky scattered. Carrying vast radiant power, it slashed toward Wu Xian.

Compared to the towering Angel True Body, Wu Xian's Metal Longsword was merely three meters long.

Yet when the two clashed, the Metal Longsword did not fall short in the slightest. It easily severed the Angel True Body's Angel Sacred Sword.

It then collided with the Angel Sacred Sword in Qian Xunji's hand, sending a surge of immense energy rippling outward.

For a time, not a single cloud remained in the sky over Spirit City.

Only then did the many Soul Masters below in Spirit City see the two figures in the sky.

Seeing that sacred Angel True Body, reverence appeared in many people's eyes.

Others looked at the person standing opposite the Angel True Body, their expressions thoughtful.

Yet not a single person in all of Spirit City panicked.

After all, since none of Spirit Hall's other Worships had made a move, it meant the situation was not critical.

If the big shots were not panicking, those below them had even less reason to panic.

Seeing that Qian Xunji had only suffered slight damage to his clothes and a somewhat weakened aura, but was otherwise uninjured, Wu Xian gained a clearer estimate of his own strength.

Seeing Qian Xunji still intending to fight, Wu Xian lightly raised a hand and uttered three words. "I concede."

That nearly angered Qian Xunji to death.

Fight when he wanted to fight, leave when he wanted to leave? It would not be that easy.

But Wu Xian was no fool. He was only a Level 69 Soul Master; unless he used the Million-Year Soul Bone—

—or the Space Domain, he most likely could not defeat Qian Xunji.

After all, while an Extreme Attribute Soul Saint could defeat a Titled Douluo, Qian Xunji was a Level 95 Super Douluo, one who had been stuck at that level for who knew how many years.

But there was currently no life-and-death grudge between them, so there was no need to go all out and kill Qian Xunji.

In that case, rather than drag out the fight and take a vicious beating once his Soul Power ran dry—

—it was better to test his strongest strike, quit while he was ahead, and save enough Soul Power to flee.

Just like now, seeing that Qian Xunji was already getting worked up, Wu Xian turned and descended toward the Spirit Hall.

If you have the nerve, Qian Xunji, then tear down the Spirit Hall.

Seeing Wu Xian's shameless behavior, Qian Xunji's expression darkened. He had thought he could easily take down Wu Xian, but he had not expected him to be so troublesome.

If they truly fought inside the Spirit Hall, it would inevitably collapse and damage Spirit Hall's prestige.

After taking several deep breaths, Qian Xunji finally suppressed his urge to attack and returned to the Spirit Hall as well.

The moment he entered the Great Hall, he saw that his father, Qian Daoliu, was also there.

Qian Xunji quickly stepped forward. "Father."

But Qian Daoliu merely shot him a disdainful glance before turning to Wu Xian and saying,

"Little Brother, would you be interested in taking a walk with me through the Worship Hall?"

"An invitation from a Peerless Douluo? Naturally, I am interested." Wu Xian had no desire to remain here and face the irritable Qian Xunji.

"Good. The two Saintesses should come as well." With that, he led the three of them toward the rear hall.

Only Qian Xunji was left standing there with a dark expression.

Seeing Pope Qian Xunji's tattered clothes, Ju and Gui lowered their eyes and kept their thoughts to themselves, not daring to say a word.

In a situation like this, anything they said would be wrong. They could only play dead.

Along the way, Qian Daoliu chatted with Wu Xian like a kind old grandfather.

"Little Brother, may I ask which sect you come from?"

"I belong to no sect."

"Oh? Such formidable combat strength, yet no inheritance from a master or sect?"

"Perhaps because I follow the Single Extreme Style."

Qian Daoliu understood. The extreme styles specialized in one aspect. The Clear Sky Hammer, for example, specialized in strength.

In the early stages, it overwhelmed opponents through sheer force. In the later stages, it still overwhelmed opponents through sheer force by using Clear Sky Sect secret techniques such as Explode Ring.

As for Wu Xian's Gold Element, Qian Daoliu believed it specialized in sharpness, slaughter, and attribute enhancement.

That was indeed the case. Other than Elementalization, which was meant to preserve his life, all of Wu Xian's soul rings were enhancement-type soul skills.

If one slash did not kill the enemy, then he would simply slash again.

The Gold Element was indeed well suited for the extreme style. Combined with Wu Xian's Spatial Ability, he truly did not need to worry about being countered.

"By the way, judging from your soul ring configuration, I assume you are a Divine Throne Inheritor." Although Qian Daoliu was asking, his tone was extremely certain.

Wu Xian followed his line of thought. "Senior truly has keen insight. That is correct."

A glint flashed through Qian Daoliu's eyes. "May I know the name of that god?"

"Of course. The White Emperor of Gold."

Wu Xian had found this Supreme God King divine throne in the Chat Group.

Just from its name, it was clear that it suited his abilities perfectly. It was also the goal he would strive for in the future.

Hearing that name, Qian Daoliu was filled with confusion. He had never heard of this god before.

Still, it sounded like an Elemental God. If so, it should belong to the Lawful Side, just like their Angel God.

Since they were gods of the same kind, he could try to win Wu Xian over.

With that in mind, he continued, "In that case, would you be interested in joining my Worship Hall? I am willing to guarantee you the position of Eighth Worship."

After all, even if Wu Xian could not inherit the divine throne in the future, he could still become a Divine High Priest like himself.

A Limit Douluo like him, capable of calling upon divine power.

Once Bibi Dong grew stronger, she would most likely become another Limit Douluo as well.

At that time, Three Limits in One Sect—Spirit Hall's rise would be unstoppable.

Not only that, they could also bring a new divine throne to Spirit Hall.

Though they might need to establish another worship seat for the new god, that was no great matter.

Even Tang Chen of the Clear Sky Sect could be killed with three Limit Douluos on their side.

If Wu Xian could become a god, that would be even better. Spirit Hall would gain the backing of a new god. It was a deal with nothing to lose.

Naturally, Wu Xian would not refuse. Setting aside Di Tian of the Star Dou Great Forest, the current Spirit Hall could be called the strongest force on the continent.

With Spirit Hall backing him, so long as he did not commit heinous acts, he could do whatever he wanted and act as brazenly as he pleased.

If he could even use Spirit Hall's influence to establish the Spirit Hall Empire ahead of time and change this world's predetermined fate—

—who knew how many points he would gain?

Even if it could not allow Wu Xian to obtain a divine throne, he could at least obtain a full set of Million-Year Soul Bones.