Sea God Island Comes Knocking? Do They Seek Revenge for the Invasion of Yesteryear?

She was a little girl of about six years old, dressed in an exquisite golden gown. Her brilliant blonde hair looked like molten sunlight, and her skin was as fair as fine mutton-fat jade.

At this moment, her eyes were closed, her small face wearing a look of innocent ignorance. Behind her, six wings of light fluttered gently with the radiance—it was the purest Six-Winged Angel martial soul.

"Good, very good!"

Qian Daoliu watched this scene, a gratified smile appearing on his handsome face, his eyes flashing with excitement. "Innate full soul power of level twenty, a perfect Six-Winged Angel... Our Angel clan is finally about to reach its peak once again!"

Qian Xunji, standing to the side, nodded slightly. His face bore the majesty befitting a Pope, yet he could not hide the satisfaction in his eyes. "It seems Xue'er has perfectly inherited the talents of both Dong'er and myself. In the future, she may even reach Father's realm."

Qian Daoliu was not only the Grand Pontiff of the Worship Hall but also the spokesperson for the Angel God in the mortal world, with a cultivation level as high as ninety-nine.

Such an existence was invincible to anyone, unless a god were to descend upon the mortal realm in person.

The other pontiffs in the hall also nodded one after another, their gazes filled with anticipation as they looked at the little girl.

This was undoubtedly the future hope of Martial Soul Hall and the only candidate for the next successor.

Just then, a hurried voice shattered the solemn atmosphere of the hall, coming from outside: "Grand Pontiff! Your Holiness! Something has happened!"

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu and Qian Xunji frowned simultaneously, and the pontiffs in the hall exchanged glances.

Something happened?

Martial Soul City was as solid as a golden fortress; what could possibly go wrong?

Qian Daoliu did not hesitate. With a wave of his hand, the great doors of the Worship Hall slowly creaked open.

Standing at the entrance was a man in a black robe, his face hidden in shadows. It was the elder of Martial Soul Hall, one of the two top enforcers under Pope Qian Xunji: Ghost Douluo, Gui Mei.

"Gui Mei, why are you so flustered?"

Qian Xunji spoke first, his tone tinged with displeasure.

Being interrupted at such an important moment would make anyone unhappy.

Gui Mei naturally understood this, but he had no choice. He stepped forward and said in a grave tone, "Grand Pontiff, Your Holiness, people from Sea God Island have arrived."

"What?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the hall fell into absolute silence.

Everyone was stunned, their faces etched with disbelief.

"You said who is here? People from Sea God Island?"

Qian Xunji almost thought he had misheard and asked again, "How could they leave Sea God Island? And why have they come all the way to Martial Soul City?"

One had to know that Sea God Island had been isolated from the world for ten thousand years. Aside from the conflict triggered by Martial Soul Hall's proactive provocation back then, the two sides had almost no interaction.

The people of Sea God Island had never involved themselves in the affairs of the mainland. How could they suddenly arrive on the continent and find their way to Martial Soul City?

Qian Daoliu also furrowed his brows, a flash of deep thought crossing his eyes. "Could it be for revenge regarding the events of the past?"

But the problem was, so many years had passed; given the style of Sea God Island, that should not be the case.

"Father, what do you think is their intention for coming here?"

Qian Xunji was the first to recover. He turned to look at Qian Daoliu, his tone questioning.

The strength of Sea God Island could not be underestimated, especially their Grand Pontiff, Bo Saixi, who was a peerless Douluo at level ninety-nine.

If they had truly come for revenge, Martial Soul Hall would likely face a brutal battle.

Qian Daoliu shook his head. "It is hard to say. Gui Mei, how many people came? Is there a very beautiful woman among them?"

The beautiful woman he referred to was, naturally, Bo Saixi.

This was the most critical question at the moment!

If Bo Saixi had come, then this was definitely no small matter.

If she had not, perhaps it was merely a routine negotiation.

Ghost Douluo shook his head quickly. "I did not see any woman. Two people arrived: one claims to be Sea Dragon Douluo, and the other... is a boy who looks only five or six years old, perhaps about the same age as the young lady."

"Sea Dragon Douluo?" Qian Xunji and Qian Daoliu exchanged a glance, both seeing confusion in the other's eyes.

Sea Dragon Douluo was the leader of the Seven Sacred Pillars of Sea God Island, his strength second only to Bo Saixi.

For him to come in person was already abnormal enough.

But who was the boy beside him?

Could he be Bo Saixi's child?

But the rules of Sea God Island were strict; even if he were Bo Saixi's child, he should not be able to set foot on the mainland so easily.

"Let's go and see." Qian Daoliu made a prompt decision.

Regardless of the purpose behind the sudden visit from the people of Sea God Island, they had to be treated with caution.

Qian Xunji nodded in agreement, and the other pontiffs rose to follow.

For the people of Sea God Island to visit in person was a rare occurrence in a thousand years; they naturally had to investigate the matter for themselves.

The reception hall of Martial Soul Hall was decorated in a luxurious and solemn manner.

The marble floor was polished to a mirror finish, oil paintings depicting the legends of the Angel God hung upon the walls, and the air was permeated with a faint scent of incense.

Sea Dragon Douluo sat in his chair, his expression grave and tense.

His gaze flickered toward the tightly shut doors from time to time, as if countless powerhouses from Martial Soul Hall might burst through at any moment.

As the Second Worship of Sea God Island, when had he ever been so ill at ease?

But there was no helping it; this was the territory of Martial Soul Hall.

Not only did the opposition have Qian Daoliu, a peerless level ninety-nine Douluo, holding the fort, but there were also an unknown number of Title Douluo-level powerhouses.

If a fight were to truly break out, he and Ye Qing would have absolutely no chance of winning.

Ye Qing, on the other hand, was as relaxed as if he were in his own backyard.

The delicate snacks and fragrant tea just brought in by a maidservant had been unceremoniously claimed by him.

A uniquely shaped Plum Blossom Pastry melted the moment it touched his tongue, sweet but not cloying.

His eyes lit up, and he picked up another piece to stuff into his mouth, saying to Sea Dragon Douluo with a muffled voice, "Uncle Sea Dragon, you should try some too; these snacks really taste great. When we leave later, shall we pack some up to take with us?"

Sea Dragon Douluo's eye twitched as he heard this, and he lowered his voice to snap angrily, "You still have the heart to eat? This is Martial Soul Hall! Not a snack shop on Sea God Island!"

He truly wanted to shake this carefree little fellow awake.

If Qian Daoliu wanted to do them harm, even if Bo Saixi rushed over right now, it would likely be difficult to save them—and he was still thinking about packing snacks?

Ye Qing shrugged, stopped trying to persuade him, and went back to sipping his tea.

The tea was crisp and clear, carrying a unique floral fragrance; it was truly good tea.

In his view, being nervous was useless; since he had dared to come, he naturally had a way to deal with the situation.

Just then, the door creaked open, and several figures walked in from outside.

Leading them was a middle-aged man dressed in a gray robe with a handsome face and long golden hair, his entire body radiating a sacred and majestic aura.

It was none other than the Grand Pontiff of the Worship Hall, the true ruler of Martial Soul Hall, and the level ninety-nine Angel Douluo, Qian Daoliu.

Following behind him were the Pope Qian Xunji and several other Worships with deep, steady auras, all of whom were clearly at the peak Douluo level.