Qian Daoliu

The old man was tall but not burly. He wore a simple gray robe, his long white hair falling neatly behind his back, and a faint smile had been on his face ever since he appeared.

Despite his plain attire, merely standing there gave people the urge to bow in worship, leaving Wu Ling utterly unable to resist him.

Wu Ling quickly lowered his head and looked away. That aura, which seemed capable of purifying everything, filled him with fear.

"May I ask what this grandfather needs? Is there anything this junior can help with?"

An old man—an old man carrying a sacred aura—less than two kilometers from the Pope Palace, with such absurdly powerful strength... Wu Ling thought of someone.

"Kid, you don't need to butter me up. I have no intention of hurting you. You were simply walking too slowly. How about this? I won't use Soul Power, but you may use Spirit Skills. Fight me. As long as you can force me to use Soul Power, I'll let you go."

Wu Ling only wanted to laugh at the old man's request. He had already guessed it: this old man was likely one of the three current Level 99 Ultimate Douluo, Qian Daoliu, known as "Invincible in the Sky"!

*What's going on? Could it be because he heard the story I told earlier? As the Angel God's representative in the mortal world, this guy might be even harder to fool than Bibi Dong.

*The Angel God and the Rakshasa God have both already left the God Realm. Even during the final battle, the Sea God and Asura God came down to help Tang San, yet those two did not utter a word. And divine examinations do not pass down knowledge, which is why I was able to fool Bibi Dong.

*But Qian Daoliu's family has worshipped the Angel God for generations. I was worried they might have records of the past, but now it seems he doesn't know much about those events either.

*If that's the case, fooling him may be more troublesome than fooling Bibi Dong, but it isn't completely impossible.

And he probably sought me out for a fight to verify this matter. So long as I can display my strength, my words will become a little more credible. Having made up his mind, Wu Ling cupped his fists toward Qian Daoliu and agreed.

"Alright, Grandpa. When do we start?"

Although Qian Daoliu had said not to butter him up, it never hurt to be a little sweet-talking around an elder.

"Now." As he spoke, a golden Double-Edged Sword appeared in Qian Daoliu's right hand.

Wu Ling did not stand on ceremony either. He directly activated his first and second Spirit Skills. Sasaki Kojiro and Hassan of the Hundred Faces possessed him simultaneously, causing his physical abilities to surge severalfold.

His speed in particular was terrifying. Sasaki Kojiro's A+ Agility and Hassan of the Hundred Faces' A Agility put Wu Ling's speed and reaction time far beyond those of ordinary four-ring Soul Ancestors. Perhaps only four-ring agility-attack Spirit Masters or ordinary five-ring Soul Kings could react to him.

Wu Ling placed his hand before the yellow Spirit Ring and made a grasping motion through the air. A sword one and a half meters long was pulled out by his hand.

Wu Ling said no more. He raised the longsword above his head and slashed at Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu was slightly surprised by Wu Ling's speed, but his expression quickly calmed. In his eyes, Wu Ling was fast, but not fast enough to deserve his attention.

Qian Daoliu raised his hand and blocked Wu Ling's attack, yet did not counterattack. He simply stood there and waited.

You're looking down on me that much?

Rather than becoming angry, Wu Ling felt fortunate. After all, even an Ultimate Douluo who did not use Soul Power would probably leave him no chance to use Swallow Reversal if he got serious.

Wu Ling continuously circled Qian Daoliu, his longsword ceaselessly chopping toward Qian Daoliu's head.

Faced with such a storm of attacks, even ordinary four-ring Soul Ancestors would have perished beneath the blade, and weaker Soul Kings might not have been able to withstand it. Yet Qian Daoliu remained standing there. The sword in his hand seemed to have grown eyes, accurately blocking every one of Wu Ling's attacks.

"Reaching this level of combat power as a two-ring Soul Grandmaster is indeed impressive. But if this is all you have, it cannot be called God's Domain," Qian Daoliu said blandly.

"Phew..."

Wu Ling gently exhaled and stopped two meters in front of Qian Daoliu.

After positioning himself, Wu Ling finally unleashed his strongest attack yet.

"Swallow Reversal!"

In Qian Daoliu's eyes, Wu Ling's body seemed to split into three. It was clearly only three slashes, yet it gave him the illusion that they could not be dodged.

A serious expression appeared on Qian Daoliu's face. He stomped his foot, and a burst of force surged toward Wu Ling's lower body. Wu Ling's stance instantly changed under the impact rising from the ground.

Qian Daoliu sidestepped two of the slashes, then blocked the final one once more.

After blocking Wu Ling's Swallow Reversal, Qian Daoliu was still immersed in that strange sensation. But suddenly, the unavoidable feeling appeared behind him again—and this time, there were two of them.

Qian Daoliu slightly turned his head and discovered that it was Xiao Lan and Xiao Hong, whom he had not cared about at all. Yet both Xiao Lan and Xiao Hong now held blades one and a half meters long, and both were using Swallow Reversal at the same time.

That was right. Xiao Hong and Xiao Lan were not only useful for accelerating cultivation. Wu Ling had also discovered another use for them: they could possess the phantom forms of Heroic Spirits other than Hassan of the Hundred Faces, thereby gaining those Heroic Spirits' abilities.

When Wu Ling first learned of this ability, he had suddenly thought: every Spirit Ring allowed him to condense a clone, and each clone could reform after dying. So when he became a Title Douluo, nine meteors in one... No, no, that was too brutal.

Though that image was beautiful, and Wu Ling truly wanted to see the brilliance of those nine meteors, the main issue was that he could not think of any Spirit Beasts fitting great heroes. What kind of Spirit Beast could self-destruct?

And now, this ability had appeared in the world for the first time. Even Qian Daoliu, one of the three strongest people in the world, could not help but take notice.

Qian Daoliu calmly faced the two unavoidable slashes, while Wu Ling's main body before him had once again assumed his stance.

In an atmosphere where even time seemed to slow, he said in a slightly surprised tone, "Truly astonishing."

Then, a gale formed purely from condensed Soul Power directly blew Wu Ling and his two Clones away.

When Wu Ling got back to his feet and looked over again, Qian Daoliu was already gone.

As Qian Daoliu's Soul Power erupted, Bibi Dong and Gui Mei, who were in the Pope Palace, both sensed the situation. Their expressions changed at once as they rushed toward Wu Ling at top speed.

Aside from Bibi Dong and Gui Mei, the other Title Douluo in the city also sensed Qian Daoliu's Soul Power. The elders were all shocked, the same thought appearing in their minds.

What is going on? The Grand Priest actually made a move! They immediately flew toward Wu Ling's location.

Meanwhile, Wu Ling had no idea that what was originally just an ordinary test had mobilized every Title Douluo in Spirit City.