Qian Daoliu's Wild Speculation: "Bo Saixi, I Will Not Rest Until One of Us Is Dead!" (Seeking Follow!)

Yet this stood in stark contrast to the silence across the continent.

Spirit City, Worship Hall.

Qian Daoliu's reaction took many people by surprise.

Qian Daoliu felt no shame, no fury, much less the dejection of shattered faith.

On the contrary, his fists clenched tightly as golden Soul Power surged uncontrollably around him.

His eyes burned with an unprecedented light.

It was a complex emotion mixed with pride, heartache, and boundless hatred!

"So that's it... so that's how it was!"

Qian Daoliu let out a roar to the sky, his voice trembling with sudden realization.

"Ancestor! You... you did it to save him!"

He understood!

The Sky Screen's introduction had mentioned the Sea Twin Stars. It had mentioned Poseidon!

The last time Wei Yuan left, he had headed for the sea!

His ancestor had not acted out of jealousy, much less simple possessiveness!

She had foreseen that Wei Yuan would face immense danger on that journey. She had foreseen that Poseidon, the other one of the "Twin Stars," would harm him!

That formation had not been imprisonment—it had been protection!

That embrace had not been obsession—it had been an attempt to keep him!

She had exhausted every means, even willingly bearing infamy, all to keep him by her side and away from that deep sea destined to swallow him!

"It was Ancestor Wei Yuan... he himself failed to understand your good intentions!"

Two streams of hot tears ran down Qian Daoliu's face.

"And that Sea God Poseidon! Despicable and shameless!!"

Boom—!

A terrifying aura erupted from Qian Daoliu, shooting straight into the heavens!

The entire Spirit City trembled beneath his fury.

"Poseidon!!!"

Qian Daoliu's roar echoed through heaven and earth. The hatred within it seemed capable of tearing apart the sky and overturning the sea!

At that moment, everyone on the continent understood.

The enmity between the Angel God and the Sea God ran far deeper and more bitter than they had imagined!

Meanwhile, in some hidden corner, Bibi Dong watched Qian Daoliu's crazed appearance on the Sky Screen. A trace of mockery crept into her smile.

"What pitiful faith.

Even if she had wanted to save him, didn't she still fail in the end?

Her lover left, and she was unable to keep anything.

How... much like me..."

Bibi Dong's laughter sank low, and an indescribable sorrow flashed through her eyes.

Just then, the scene on the Sky Screen shifted once more.

In the image, Qian Yuhan, who had been slumped on the ground, slowly rose to her feet.

Her tears had already run dry. The grief and despair on her face gradually faded, replaced by unprecedented calm and resolve.

She had lost Wei Yuan.

She realized that even as the Saint who carried the continent's hopes, even with the most powerful Martial Soul—

Before true fate and the schemes of gods, an individual's strength was still so insignificant.

Wei Yuan had been astonishingly talented, unmatched on the continent, yet had he not also walked toward an unknown tragedy?

How many geniuses like Wei Yuan existed in this world? How many would ultimately fall like shooting stars because they stood alone, drew others' envy, or were plotted against in secret?

The world of Soul Masters appeared powerful, but in truth, it was nothing more than a scattered mass.

The strong governed themselves, while the weak suffered at others' hands.

There was no order, no protection, no one capable of sheltering all Soul Masters beneath a single sky.

Qian Yuhan's gaze pierced through the walls of the Secret Chamber, as if she could see the entire chaotic and fragile continent.

Wei Yuan's tragedy could not be allowed to happen again!

An ambition vast enough to change the entire continent's structure began to grow wildly within her heart.

"An individual's strength will eventually reach its limit. Even a peerless genius can hardly withstand the schemes of gods."

Qian Yuhan's voice was calm, yet it contained infinite power.

"I will establish an organization—an unprecedentedly powerful organization.

"It will unite all Soul Masters across the continent, providing the finest protection and training for geniuses.

"It will give the weak a path to rise and establish ironclad order for the entire world of Soul Masters!"

"I will make its radiance shine upon every corner of the continent!

"I will make its strength sufficient to contend with gods!

"I will ensure that no one in this world ever again dares to casually destroy a genius like Wei Yuan!"

"It will be the home of all Soul Masters, the sacred ground of all Soul Masters!"

As Qian Yuhan spoke, the sacred radiance belonging to the Six-winged Angel bloomed from her once more.

But this time, the light no longer held only pure holiness. It now carried the majesty of Ruling the World and the domineering aura of one who stood above all others!

Beneath the Sky Screen, lines of new golden words surged forth magnificently, replacing everything before them:

[Devastated by the loss of her beloved, she awakened to the suffering of all living beings.

Her personal tragedy was elevated into a grand aspiration to protect the continent.]

[To prevent tragedy from repeating, to gather the strength of all Soul Masters, to lay a foundation that would endure for generations.

She made a great vow, using herself as the cornerstone to create a brand-new era.]

[What she sought to establish was not an empire to satisfy selfish desires, but a hall that could shelter all Soul Masters from the wind and rain.]

[Spirit Hall was the final protection she bestowed upon this world.]

The image finally froze.

Qian Yuhan stood atop a mountain peak. Behind her stood the majestic initial form of Spirit Hall.

Qian Yuhan gazed firmly into the distance, as if looking upon an orderly future that she had created with her own hands.

The entire Douluo Continent fell completely silent.

Those who had thought they were witnessing the gods' "dirty secrets" now felt their faces flush with shame.

How was this "dirt"?

This was clearly a great Saint who had elevated the pain of personal love into a wish to protect all living beings!

Her original purpose in founding Spirit Hall had not been to rule, but to protect!

"So... this is the truth behind Spirit Hall's founding..."

"I wronged the Angel God... she... she was too great!"

"To love all living beings because of one person... what kind of breadth of heart was that!"

Countless Soul Masters, especially commoner Soul Masters, were moved to tears at that moment.

They seemed to see true hope—a sacred ground that could uphold justice for them.

Qian Daoliu wept openly as well. He bowed deeply toward the sky, his voice incomparably devout.

"Ancestor's grand aspiration—we, her descendants, will surely defend it unto death!"

Hatred and pride intertwined in Qian Daoliu's eyes. His hatred for Poseidon reached its peak.

His reverence for his ancestor also reached an unprecedented height.

If not for this Poseidon, Spirit Hall could have reached even greater heights.

And Sea God Island, which worshipped Poseidon, stirred up a certain concern in Qian Daoliu's heart.

His beloved, High Priest Poseissi of Sea God Island.

When forced to choose between love, faith, and his ancestors, Qian Daoliu chose faith almost without hesitation!

"Bo Saixi, when we meet again, we will be mortal enemies!"

Qian Daoliu muttered inwardly.

As the line faded away, the golden Sky Screen that had blanketed the entire Douluo Continent also began to slowly disperse, turning into specks of golden light before finally vanishing.

Across the continent, countless people remained immersed in the shock of what they had just witnessed, unable to regain their senses for a long time.