Inside Spirit Hall,
Qian Renxue looked at the intelligence in her hand, her expression turning extremely awkward.
Having passed the Angel God's Nine Trials, she shook her head, turned to glance at Blood Stab Douluo, and replied indifferently:
"A mere Clear Sky Sect dares act so brazenly before us? Just because two level-99 Peerless Titled Douluos have appeared among them, they think they're powerful? They really think too highly of themselves. Pass down my order: Spirit Hall has absolutely no fear of the Clear Sky Sect. We will meet them with our full strength!"
Standing nearby, Chrysanthemum Douluo's expression changed instantly when he heard this.
After all, this matter held considerable significance for them.
The ultimate showdown between the Clear Sky Sect and Spirit Hall was destined to determine who held the ultimate position on the Douluo Continent.
Looking thoughtful, he glanced at Qian Renxue before him and could not help quietly reminding her:
"Your Highness, I think this decision is rather too hasty. Why not wait until His Holiness the Pope emerges from seclusion before deciding? Your strength alone may not be enough to stand against the Clear Sky Sect's formidable power!"
At his words, a playful smile appeared on Qian Renxue's face.
Looking at the fellow questioning her, she casually waved her hand, and the Angel God's formidable power instantly unfurled in her palm.
Before Chrysanthemum Douluo could react, he let out a muffled grunt and collapsed to the floor.
"Are you questioning me?"
Crushed beneath her powerful soul power, he looked at Qian Renxue before him and hurriedly begged for mercy:
"Your esteemed Highness, I wasn't questioning you! This was only for Spirit Hall's safety. After all, we're nowhere near as powerful as they are. Please do spare a thought for us!"
Unconvinced, Qian Renxue shook her