Three Breaths of Time, Leave or Die.

Qian Renxue's face was filled with gravity; what Qin Tian had said was far too shocking for her to take lightly.

The Angel God was dead—the severity of this matter could be imagined.

If outsiders were to learn that the Angel God had perished, one could only wonder what they would think. Spirit Hall's entire faith was built upon the Angel God; if the masses found out, panic would surely ensue, and it was highly likely that many would begin to harbor ulterior motives.

"Xiaotian, what you've told me is too alarming. I must inform Grandfather about this."

Hearing Qian Renxue's words, Qin Tian nodded slightly, his own eyes reflecting a heavy solemnity.

How could he not understand the gravity of the situation? This matter absolutely had to be reported to Qian Daoliu.

"Sister Xue, write the letter now, then have Elder Snake Spear return to Spirit Hall."

Qian Renxue immediately went to the table, sat down, and began to write.

Once she finished, she sealed the envelope using the Holy Power of the Angel and the Power of Light. If an outsider were to obtain the letter and try to force it open without those specific powers, the letter would spontaneously combust.

"Elder Snake Spear!"

Outside the door, Snake Spear Douluo heard Qian Renxue's call and immediately flashed inside.

"Young Master, Holy Son!"

"Elder Snake Spear, deliver this letter into my grandfather's hands. Remember, it must be handed to him personally; no one else, regardless of who they are, is permitted to inspect it."

Hearing Qian Renxue's instructions, Snake Spear Douluo understood the seriousness of the situation and nodded solemnly.

"Yes, Young Master!"

As Snake Spear Douluo departed, Qian Renxue's face was clouded with sorrow, her eyes filled with worry.

Seeing this, Qin Tian stepped forward and pulled her into his embrace, beginning to comfort her.

"Sister Xue, don't overthink it. Once I become a god, I will begin investigating the truth about the Angel God. Once I reach the God Realm, we will be able to find a suitable candidate for the Angelic inheritance."

Qian Renxue nodded slightly at Qin Tian's words, but the sorrow in her heart did not dissipate.

Qin Tian looked on with a helpless expression; had he known it would be like this, he wouldn't have said anything. But this concerned the Qian family, Qian Daoliu, and Qian Renxue—how could he keep it from them?

"Sister Xue, come walk with me. I haven't had a proper chance to stroll through Heaven Dou City yet!"

Hearing Qin Tian's suggestion, Qian Renxue forced a smile onto her face.

"Alright, Xiaotian, let's go for a walk together."

Qin Tian stood up, took Qian Renxue's hand, and walked toward the outside.

After exiting the Spirit Saint Hall, the two began to wander around.

Ling Yuan Douluo and Pufferfish Douluo followed from a distance, ensuring their safety.

"Xiaotian, look at that shop. Let's go inside and take a look."

Once they started walking, Qian Renxue cast her other worries aside, instead enjoying the pleasure of shopping.

Qin Tian couldn't help but wonder if it was a woman's nature to be able to abandon all troubles the moment they started shopping.

The two entered the shop and looked at the luxurious clothes on display.

"Xiaotian, what do you think of this one?"

Qian Renxue held up a garment to compare it against herself, and Qin Tian looked at the clothing with a gentle smile.

"Sister Xue, this outfit suits you very well."

Qian Renxue beamed with joy at Qin Tian's words.

She picked up several more pieces, and Qin Tian offered his opinions on each.

By the time they left the shop, Qian Renxue had purchased over a dozen outfits—not just for herself, but over a dozen sets for Qin Tian as well.

The two strolled through the streets, holding various snacks, their faces filled with happy smiles.

"Yo!"

"Beautiful, let's get to know each other."

Hearing the frivolous voice, Qin Tian couldn't help but frown, a cold light flashing through his eyes.

He turned his head, and upon seeing the person who had approached, his expression shifted slightly, a flash of killing intent appearing in his eyes.

"Beautiful, my name is Tailong. I'm very happy to meet you. Could I invite you to have a drink?"

Qin Tian swept a cold glance at him, his voice devoid of any warmth.

"Get lost!"

Tailong looked at Qin Tian, his brows furrowing with annoyance.

"Pretty boy, what did you say? Say it again if you have the guts."

Qin Tian hadn't expected that he would run into someone causing trouble while just out for a stroll with Qian Renxue; his good mood was completely ruined.

"Tailong, is it? I'll give you three seconds to disappear from my sight, or else, you die!"

As he finished speaking, Qin Tian began to count down.

"Three,"

Two, One."

Tailong looked at Qin Tian with a face full of disdain, his expression brimming with mockery.

"Pretty boy, you want to kill me? Do you even know who I am?"

"Hahahaha!"

"You don't even know someone's background, yet you dare to speak of killing. You truly don't know how to value your own life."

"I'll tell you, my name is Tailong, my martial soul is the Vigorous Gorilla, and my grandfather is the God of Strength, the patriarch of the Strength Clan, an eighty-fifth-level Soul Douluo."

"Pretty boy, what ability do you have to threaten me? I'll give you one chance now: kneel and kowtow three times, and I'll let you off the hook."

Cold light flashed in the eyes of Qian Renxue, but she did not move, instead leaning against Qin Tian's side.

"Heh, good, good, good. Tailong, is it? The Strength Clan, is it? You are all very good."

As the words fell, Qin Tian did not hesitate and struck directly.

Taking a single step, he arrived right in front of Tailong and threw a punch. Before Tailong could even react, the fist had already landed on his stomach.

Qin Tian's strength was immense; his physical body had undergone several transformations and was now comparable to a Limit Douluo. Let alone Tailong, even if Titan, the patriarch of the Strength Clan, were here, he might not necessarily be able to defeat him.

Do not forget, the current Qin Tian is a seventy-eighth-level Soul Saint, and he possesses two red spirit rings, two god-level spirit rings, and two god-level external spirit bones. His comprehensive strength is already enough to battle a Title Douluo.

Of course, he had never truly fought a Title Douluo, so he did not know exactly what level his strength had reached.

But he was confident that even if Titan came in person, he would not fear him in the slightest.

With one punch, Tainuo's body flew backward; under this blow, he was dead beyond any doubt.

How strong was the power of Qin Tian's punch? It was a strike of pure rage, with not a shred of power held back.

One punch, merely one punch, and Tainuo's internal organs were completely shattered.

Bystanders watched Tainuo fly backward, let out a cry, and scattered in every direction.

In just a few breaths, the once-bustling street was nearly empty.

"You, you, you killed Tainuo! Do you know who his grandfather is?"

Qin Tian frowned slightly, glanced at the person who spoke, and merely waved his hand; the man was instantly killed.

"Holy Son!"

Qin Tian looked at Pufferfish Douluo, the killing intent in his eyes flashing and vanishing.

"Elder Pufferfish, Elder Ling Yuan, I must trouble you to make a trip to the Strength Clan. After today, I want the Strength Clan to become history."

Ling Yuan Douluo and Pufferfish Douluo heard Qin Tian's words and both felt the killing intent contained within them.

"Yes, Holy Son."

"Remember, make it clean. Do not let anyone know it was done by Spirit Hall."

Originally, in his plan, the four affiliated clans of the Haotian Sect were not to be wiped out so quickly. At the very least, he had to wait until he had killed Tang Hao before it would be the turn of the four affiliated clans.

The Strength Clan, the Break Clan, the Agility Clan, and the Guard Clan—in his eyes, these four clans did not need to be recruited at all. Even if they had some small value, so what? When it was time to kill them, they would be killed.

Moreover, the hatred between Spirit Hall and the four affiliated clans could never be resolved.

Do not forget, the four affiliated clans had members who died at the hands of Spirit Hall; how could they ever submit to Spirit Hall?

Since they would not submit, it was better to simply kill them all.