Liu Erlong's Showcase: The Mother Tyrannosaurus's Aerial Spin!

Liu Erlong's Showcase: The Mother Tyrannosaurus's Aerial Spin!

"An opportunity!"

Seeing that Qian Renyu made no further move and had merely lifted his hand from the Throne's carving, Liu Erlong was secretly delighted.

Young people really were young. They were nowhere near as shrewd as a Titled Douluo like Gui Mei.

His careless attitude meant he was bound to pay for underestimating her!

That was what Liu Erlong thought as she pictured herself knocking back Qian Renyu, the so-called new Pope, with a single blow and successfully rescuing Yu Xiaogang.

"Er Long, look out!"

Noticing Liu Erlong's reaction, Yu Xiaogang somehow found the strength to shout a warning.

As he watched her Red Dragon True Body draw closer and closer to Qian Renyu, his heart lodged in his throat felt as though it was about to burst.

Others might not know what kind of strength Qian Renyu possessed, but Yu Xiaogang knew all too well. He had seen Qian Renyu face off against Bibi Dong in the Pope's Palace that day.

Bibi Dong hadn't been able to take Qian Renyu down. Given her personality, she had even been forced to back down. That alone showed just how powerful he was.

If Qian Renyu didn't have enough strength to make Yue Guan and Gui Mei submit, then even if they had surrendered, they wouldn't be acting so restrained now.

It was obvious that Qian Renyu was powerful enough to surpass Yue Guan and Gui Mei.

Liu Erlong was a high-ranking Power Attack System Soul Saint. Her Martial Soul was also a top-grade Beast Martial Soul mutated from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul. But no top-grade Beast Martial Soul could make up for such a vast gap in Soul Power.

Liu Erlong abruptly came to her senses. Hearing Yu Xiaogang's warning, her excitement suddenly ebbed, and she was about to assess Qian Renyu's situation.

All at once, Qian Renyu's raised hand came into view, swatting toward her like he was batting away a fly.

His palm never actually touched her Red Dragon True Body, but Liu Erlong still felt her heart and soul nearly split apart.

"Damn!"

Liu Erlong's breath caught. Realizing something was wrong, she grew grave and prepared to react accordingly.

But before she could do anything, a dull boom exploded in the air.

Boom!!

An overwhelming force suddenly struck her Red Dragon True Body, bringing Liu Erlong to an abrupt halt in midair.

The next moment, she spun through the air beneath her Red Dragon True Body like a top.

"This power..."

"How can this man, Qian Renyu, be so strong at such a young age?"

Liu Erlong was stunned.

Spinning like a top, she couldn't stop herself in midair.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't regain control of her own body.

She'd been so pleased with herself, thinking she could seize an opportunity to rescue Yu Xiaogang right in front of Qian Renyu.

It was a lovely thought. Reality was far less kind.

Qian Renyu might have looked young, but he wasn't about to give her the chance to lay a hand on him.

Crash—

Liu Erlong slammed into the ground. Her Red Dragon True Body was forcibly dispelled, and a huge crater opened in the flagstones.

Chunks of stone flew everywhere as she lay sprawled in the crater, in a sorry state.

There were no visible injuries, but every bone and limb throbbed with agonizing pain.

As the former Horn of Slaughter in the Golden Iron Triangle, Liu Erlong had despised evil and believed in solving things with violence.

In her eyes, there was nothing that couldn't be settled. If something couldn't be solved, then beat it up.

If one beating wasn't enough, give it two.

Even now, Liu Erlong still believed the same. She simply hadn't expected that she would be the one getting beaten.

"Pfft..."

Liu Erlong coughed up blood and lay in the crater, utterly weak. She couldn't even muster the strength to lift a finger.

Qian Renyu calmly watched Liu Erlong where she lay, then rose from the Divine Throne of Doom and Slaughter.

Then he lightly patted the carving and softly uttered the words, "Divine Seal Armor Transformation."

In an instant, brilliant golden light imbued the surroundings with a sacred yet chilling glow.

The Divine Throne of Doom and Slaughter vanished, replaced by the Armor of Doom and Slaughter enveloping Qian Renyu from head to toe, and the Sword of Doom and Slaughter in his grasp.

With no steps beneath his feet, Qian Renyu walked through the air, descending toward Liu Erlong one step at a time.

The Sword of Doom and Slaughter in his hand now shone with golden and orange-red light.

Hummm—

Behind Chen Xin, the Seven Kill Sword—once moved from beneath his feet and now standing upright behind him—rang out in a continuous hum.

Its trembling was far more frequent and forceful than before.

Chen Xin's eyes narrowed slightly as he studied the Sword of Doom and Slaughter in Qian Renyu's hand. He couldn't help drawing in a sharp breath.

"Uncle Jian, have you ever heard of a Martial Soul like this?"

Ning Fengzhi also drew a deep breath, his eyes glinting with keen interest. "A Martial Soul can actually change form, and the aura it gives off afterward..."

"At that level, it must be in the realm of divine artifacts!"

Chen Xin nodded slightly, suppressing his shock. He spoke one word at a time. "The Seven Kill Sword is the world's foremost killing Martial Soul. Yet this orange-red sword, formed from the new Pope Qian Renyu's Martial Soul, is making the Seven Kill Sword tremble like this."

"In terms of grade, it far surpasses my Seven Kill Sword. And that armor he's wearing is likely no less impressive than the sword in his hand. It must be of the same level."

"It seems the Spirit Hall has produced an extraordinary figure in this generation!"

Ning Fengzhi let out a heavy breath.

Sword Douluo's words made his heart grow unbearably heavy.

In truth, he already knew the answer. He hadn't needed Sword Douluo to confirm it.

In its ordinary state, the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda could never help its wielder break through to the Soul Douluo level, even after a lifetime of cultivation. But its ability to sense things had reached an extraordinary peak.

Because he hadn't been sure, he had asked Sword Douluo. The answer was exactly what he'd expected, leaving him unable to shake his heavy heart.

The pressure Qian Renyu placed on him was like a mountain bearing down.

Qian Renyu noticed Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo talking, but he paid them no mind.

He descended from the air and landed, expression cold, before the crater where Liu Erlong lay. The light flickering along the Sword of Doom and Slaughter in his hand grew even more chilling.

"I already gave you a chance, but you couldn't seize it!"

"Now it's time to deal with your offense against the Spirit Hall and your disturbance here in Spirit City!"

"After all, I am the Pope of the Spirit Hall!"

"You dared to cause trouble in the Spirit Hall right in front of me. Liu Erlong, you aren't qualified to do that!"