Rebuilding the Martial Soul Hall, It's Our Unshirkable Duty!

"What!"

The once calm and composed Qian Daoliu stood up in an instant.

What did he mean by Martial Soul Hall being destroyed?

His dignified Martial Soul Hall possessed strength far exceeding the two great empires; if not for the Angel God's benevolence and commitment to protecting the continent, Martial Soul Hall could have unified the continent long ago.

Back then, Qian Daoliu had been somewhat puzzled, as unification would have been more appropriate, yet the Angel God remained unwilling to incite further war.

"Eighth Brother, do you know what you are saying? Could you be mistaken?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo chimed in from the side, his head throbbing.

No, at least try to be a bit more tactful.

Martial Soul Hall and the Angel God were the faith of Qian Daoliu's entire life.

To tell him so bluntly that Martial Soul Hall was gone was more painful than killing him.

"Second Brother, although these words are heart-wrenching, they are the truth."

"I just met a youth and asked about a few things."

"More importantly, I have obtained a divine inheritance and now know everything that has transpired over the past ten thousand years."

"Furthermore... the Angel God has already fallen."

"That deity was unwilling to see the Angel God's legacy severed, so they bestowed this inheritance upon me, tasking me with bringing you brothers together to rebuild Martial Soul Hall."

Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu and the other elders were stunned.

Setting aside the matters of the Angel God and Martial Soul Hall, they had not expected their youngest brother to have obtained a divine inheritance.

As powerhouses at the Title Douluo level, they knew exactly what this meant.

This was a supreme honor, and more importantly, an opportunity for immortality and to ascend to the legendary God Realm.

But thinking about it, it made sense: Shen Zhou possessed Twin Martial Souls, Innate Full Soul Power, and a shameless white dog.

In terms of talent, even Qian Daoliu could not compare to him, so obtaining a divine inheritance was not entirely unacceptable.

The pupils of Er Ha, beneath Guangling Douluo, suddenly constricted.

"Boss, you're fierce!"

"To think you obtained a divine inheritance! Once we ascend to the God Realm, we can make the gods there our pets—just thinking about it is grand."

Guangling Douluo was amused to the point of anger; he reached out, pinched Er Ha's snout, and slapped its face repeatedly.

This damn dog, if you don't beat it for three minutes, it'll start tearing down the roof.

"Eighth Brother, continue."

Qian Daoliu suppressed the emptiness of his crumbling faith and stared at Shen Zhou with his bright golden eyes.

The situation was not entirely hopeless; at the very least, they had a deity backing them.

So what if it was gone?

The ambition of his brothers could swallow the world!

Shen Zhou breathed a sigh of relief; fortunately, Qian Daoliu was relatively rational.

He refined his phrasing slightly and began to recount the history of Martial Soul Hall and the events of the past ten thousand years.

"Eldest Brother, according to the original timeline, we brothers would fade out of the spirit master world in a few decades."

"Your son, Qian Xunji—the little brat who just awakened his martial soul."

Indeed, in the original timeline, Qian Xunji was just a little brat who had recently awakened his martial soul.

However, under Shen Zhou's guidance, his moral compass remained upright.

"He grew up to inherit the position of Pope and even took in a genius with Twin Martial Souls and Innate Full Soul Power named Bibi Dong as his disciple."

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu's expression improved significantly.

"Twenty-some years later, Bibi Dong became the Saintess of Martial Soul Hall, but her mind was bewitched by a piece of trash, and little Xunji chose to resolve the problem with violence."

"He imprisoned Bibi Dong and then fathered your granddaughter."

"Later on, little Xunji hunted the hundred-thousand-year transformed spirit beast, the Blue Silver Emperor, was severely wounded by Tang Chen's grandson, and was subsequently devoured by Bibi Dong, who then obtained the divine inheritance."

Upon hearing this, the faces of the elders changed.

The past Popes of Martial Soul Hall had always been upright and honorable, known as gentlemen; how could they have committed such despicable and vile acts?

Was this some kind of unofficial history?

No, it was even more full of crap than Er Ha's droppings.

"I understand what you mean. So you are saying that this Bibi Dong inherited the godhood and destroyed my Martial Soul Hall."

"If that is the case, then he only has himself to blame."

Qian Daoliu sighed; he had been wise his entire life, so how did he produce such a bastard of a son?

"Yes, but also no. Continue listening, Big Brother."

"Bibi Dong succeeded to the position of Pope of Martial Soul Hall, becoming the only Pope not surnamed Qian. She carried out sweeping reforms, rectified the atmosphere of Martial Soul Hall, and brought it to unprecedented heights."

Qian Daoliu's expression softened slightly.

"However, a youth named Tang San rose to prominence. He was the grandson of Tang Chen and the child of the Blue Silver Emperor, and furthermore, a pawn planted on Douluo Continent by the five God Kings of the God Realm."

"He wiped out Martial Soul Hall along his path, and in the end, both the newly ascended Bibi Dong and your granddaughter, the Angel God, were slain. This is known in history as the Battle of the Two Gods."

Qian Daoliu frowned. So that was how Martial Soul Hall was destroyed; two deities could not even defeat one person.

Heaven truly intends to destroy Martial Soul Hall.

"After ten thousand years of change, the continent has long since become unrecognizable, and an entire new continent has appeared, known as the Sun Moon Continent."

Shen Zhou continued his account, clarifying the current situation of the continent for the several Elders.

Before long, Qian Daoliu laughed in extreme anger.

"Good! A fine Holy Spirit Cult!"

"To think they truly believe there is no one left in my Martial Soul Hall! Even such lowly things as fallen spirit masters can become a top power on the continent."

"A fine scheme by the God King! Scheming with the blood of all living beings, forging his own divine path upon piles of corpses."

"If this is what a God King is, then I, Qian Daoliu, shall defy the heavens and slay the gods!"

"Though I am untalented, I am willing to use this body to slaughter every fallen spirit master and spread the prestige of my Martial Soul Hall!"

Divine Angelic might erupted from Qian Daoliu, and the several Elders stood in solemn respect.

Facing this pack of scum wearing human skin, they should all be wiped out.

No matter how strong they are, what of it? In the end, it is but a crooked path!

Shen Zhou nodded repeatedly as well. Throughout the entire Douluo series, Qian Daoliu could be considered one of the few true gentlemen.

Setting aside his identity as an Elder of the Angel God, if Qian Daoliu of this era were to slaughter all evil spirit masters, it would not be impossible for him to ascend to godhood through the faith of the masses.

"Indeed, in this era, commoners cannot even awaken their martial souls; the awakening process is tightly controlled by the nobility. Such a world deserves to be changed!"

Golden Crocodile, Mighty Lion, Azure Luan, and the others were equally filled with righteous indignation.

In the era of Martial Soul Hall, even in the most remote places, there would be a Martial Soul Hall deacon to awaken martial souls for free every year.

Yet, ten thousand years later, not only has it not improved, but it has regressed?

"Eighth Brother, continue. What does that deity require us to do?"

"Uh... actually, it's nothing much. It's just to have more people recognize Martial Soul Hall from the bottom of their hearts. The more people there are, the more rewards the deity gives us."

"However, the first task at present is to establish an academy, which is also the simplest one."

"As long as any one of us displays our strength, opening an academy in this era is not too difficult."

Qian Daoliu was filled with solemn respect. What is a true god?

This is a true god!

Taking the protection of the world as their duty, unlike that detestable God King Tang.

Qian Daoliu looked up, as if piercing through layers of mist to see the high and mighty God King, muttering to himself.

"One day, I, Qian Daoliu, will storm the God Realm and deal with that so-called God King."

"You have already invited your own death!"

[Ding, detected that the seven Martial Soul Hall Elders beside the host recognize Martial Soul Hall, releasing a random reward...]

[Random Reward: Spirit Pagoda]