Spirit City had changed from what it had been two years ago.
Two years ago, the Spirit Master Tournament finals had been underway.
The streets had been a sea of people, with Soul Masters everywhere one looked.
Now, however, the streets were deserted.
Most of the roadside shops had closed, leaving only places like blacksmith shops and medicine shops still operating.
But what they produced now were no longer everyday necessities, but armor for war and medicine for treating injuries.
The whole of Spirit City was like a precision war machine, running at full capacity.
But Jiang Liang disliked this atmosphere intensely.
It was far too desolate.
Qian Renxue, on the other hand, thought nothing of it.
She had seen this scene before.
It had been seventeen years ago, just after her father died.
To avenge her father, Spirit Hall had mobilized its entire force to attack the Clear Sky Sect.
The scene back then had been exactly the same.
All of Spirit City had become deserted.
To think that seventeen years had passed in the blink of an eye.
Qian Renxue looked up at the resplendent, majestic, and solemn Pope Palace on the mountain, her heart filled with emotion.
Father, your daughter has finally fulfilled your dying wish.
The Heaven Dou Empire now belongs to Spirit Hall.
Just wait, Father. Once I inherit the Angel God's Divine Position, I will plant Spirit Hall's banners across the entire Douluo Continent!
Qian Renxue clenched her fists, then climbed the mountain steps with Jiang Liang.
Before long, they reached the mountainside and saw Qian Daoliu standing outside the Pope Palace.
When he saw them, a smile appeared on the face of Spirit Hall's Grand Elder. Clearly, he had been waiting for the two of them.
"Grandpa."
Qian Renxue strode forward and bowed