Inside Spirit Hall's Pope's Palace, a group of old men had gathered together. The last time they had come here was because of the "fake" news Qian Renxue had sent back.
"Old bastard, can your Angel God reach such a level?"
Hearing Bibi Dong's question, Qian Daoliu frowned, his face darkening. My son aside, I'm still your father-in-law and your daughter's grandfather. Yet you keep calling me an old bastard...
This time, none of the many Elders acted like lackeys and accused Qian Daoliu of defying Bibi Dong. They also wanted to know whether the Angel God worshipped by Spirit Hall could reach such heights.
Qian Daoliu slowly exhaled and calmed himself before speaking to Bibi Dong.
"Although I am only one step away from the realm of gods, I cannot imagine just how powerful that realm truly is. But I can confirm that the Angel God does not have the power to turn back time..."
The Angel God was the ancestor of the Qian Family. Her strength could be seen from the recorded documents, though most of them described how the Angel God had swept away Evil Soul Masters...
For someone like Him, a single arm had nearly caused Douluo Continent to collapse, and then He had even reversed time... Forget one Angel God—even whether ten Angel Gods could accomplish that was questionable...
After hearing Qian Daoliu's words, everyone in Pope's Palace sighed. The faith in their hearts nearly collapsed. Qian Daoliu had made it abundantly clear that the Angel God was inferior to Him...
"Troubled times..."
Bibi Dong raised her head and looked toward the ceiling of Pope's Palace. Having received the Rakshasa God's inheritance, she truly did not want to experience that helplessness before such power a second time. But if even the Angel God could not