Qian Xunji's attitude hardened as well. "Father, you absolutely cannot kill Ah Yin!"
"What, do you think that just because you're the sole heir of the Six-Winged Angel bloodline, I can't kill her right in front of you?" Qian Daoliu sneered. "Ji'er, I'll show you what a Limit Douluo truly is!"
The moment he finished speaking, an immensely vast and sacred Soul Power erupted from Qian Daoliu's body. It bypassed Qian Xunji and pressed straight down on Ah Yin. Such terrifying Soul Power would crush not only Ah Yin to death, but Qian Xunji as well.
"Father, are you going to kill the third generation of the Qian Family?!" Qian Xunji roared. When nothing else worked, he could only play his final trump card—the child in Ah Yin's belly.
At those words, Qian Daoliu's body stiffened. The Soul Power bursting from within him halted in midair. "What did you say?"
Qian Xunji let out a breath of relief. Fortunately, he had prepared thoroughly. Otherwise, this old man Qian Daoliu really would have ruined his entire plan.
"Ah Yin is carrying your grandson. Are you going to kill your own grandson with your own hands?"
Golden light flickered in Qian Daoliu's eyes as he stared at Ah Yin's trembling lower abdomen. Within her body, a brand-new life force was indeed growing vigorously.
"You wretch! Are you trying to anger me to death?! Do you know what a transformed soul beast gives birth to?"
Qian Daoliu wanted to act, yet could not. After all, he had no idea what kind of child a transformed soul beast would bear. If it truly was no different from an ordinary human and awakened the Six-Winged Angel at the age of six, then wouldn't Qian Daoliu be a beast for killing his own grandson? But who