Though Qin Chuan was arrogant, he would never do anything he wasn't confident about. Setting aside the fact that he could travel freely between the two worlds, just the torso bone of the million-year-old Mountain Dragon King was enough to ensure he remained undefeated as long as he stood on the earth and drew upon the power of the ley lines. Even if a Titled Douluo unleashed one powerful attack after another against him, they still wouldn't be able to break the Absolute Defense established with the ley-line power.
That was the benefit of a god-level Soul Bone.
With so many opportunities at his side, the full support of Spirit Hall behind him, and the strength of the Sun Moon Empire as well, it would be downright unreasonable if Qin Chuan still didn't stand tall.
Besides, Qin Chuan would be disgracing the bluntly named "Revenge and Hatred" system.
What revenge? Revenge for Spirit Hall's destruction.
What hatred? Hatred for the murder of his mother and the destruction of his family.
Every grievance had its cause, and every debt its debtor. Not one of Shrek Academy or the three empires a thousand years in the future was innocent. Shrek Academy in particular—Qin Chuan would destroy it.
If he wasn't going to declare war now, then when? Qin Chuan preferred to settle accounts out in the open. He didn't like playing little tricks behind people's backs.
At last, Qian Daoliu put his mind at ease, and Golden Crocodile Douluo also let out a quiet sigh of relief.
The Little Young Master had made too many enemies. Even he couldn't handle them all.
"By the way, Mother brought back the method for condensing Soul Cores from Shrek Academy five years ago. How are the two of you doing with it now, Grandpa?"
Qian