Spirit Hall, Elder Hall.
Qian Daoliu suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze piercing through the void as he looked north.
For the first time, an expression of shock appeared on his usually placid face.
Even the statue of the Six-Winged Angel let out a faint hum beneath this pressure.
"Level ninety-nine?"
"No, this pressure is even a few degrees stronger than mine!"
Qian Daoliu clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging into his palms until blood seeped out, yet he remained completely unaware.
"How old is he?"
"How could such a monstrous genius be born into this world?!"
Inside the Pope Palace.
Bibi Dong abruptly rose from the Pope's throne, the scepter in her hand striking heavily against the ground.
A complicated glint flashed through her beautiful eyes.
"Ultimate Douluo..."
"Xue Tianyu, what kind of monster are you?"
"You just destroyed the Clear Sky Sect, and now you've caused such a huge commotion."
"Do you really intend to trample the entire continent beneath your feet?"
Bibi Dong gritted her silver teeth, and for the first time, a sense of powerlessness rose within her.
Before absolute strength, all her schemes and calculations had become a joke.
Meanwhile, at the bottom of the Extreme Cold Abyss in the Far North.
The instigator behind it all stood quietly atop the profound ice platform.
Xue Tianyu slowly raised his right hand.
In his palm, a cluster of icy blue light flickered in and out.
He could feel that this seemingly faint glow contained power enough to destroy heaven and earth.
This was pure power of laws.
A level ninety-nine Ultimate Douluo!
He had finally reached the absolute pinnacle of this continent.
He no longer needed to rely on anyone else's strength.
Nor did he need to fear the threats of any faction.
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