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"Grand Pontiff, we were just looking for you..." Snake Lance Douluo said through gritted teeth, then babbled out everything that had happened since they began following the Pope's orders.

Qian Daoliu's brow furrowed tighter and tighter. In the end, he could not help rubbing his temples.

His eldest son was truly unworthy of being a member of the Angel Clan. He had no tolerance whatsoever, nor did he possess an Angel's bright and sacred heart. He would likely find it difficult to ever break through to Super Douluo.

Qian Daoliu looked toward the enormous Angel Phantom, a glimmer of excitement flashing through his eyes. Heaven had not forsaken the Angel Clan.

"You two, come with me. Let's hurry over there and look..." After sighing, Qian Daoliu wrapped them in Soul Power and instantly sped toward that city.

Spirit Hall.

Qian Xunji paced back and forth within Pope Palace, consumed by an overwhelming state of agitation.

Back when his father had first left, and he learned that he had a younger brother, he had been extremely excited.

After all, the Angel Clan had few members, and he would finally have a family member of his own.

Moreover, with his unreliable father, he had thought that they would surely become the closest of brothers, supporting and cherishing one another while sharing the same misfortune.

But that day, when he went to visit his young stepmother, in the corridor...

"This yet-unborn young master's aura is so powerful and pure. Even from far away, I can feel the sacred and bright power within him."

"Exactly. Maybe he'll become the future Angel God. Even if he doesn't, that young master's talent will surely surpass that eldest young master's. No wonder His Holiness the Pope dislikes the eldest young master so much every day."

"Do you think that if the Pope learns of the young master's talent now, he'll strip the eldest young master of his position as Holy Son?"

"Isn't that obvious? You know how His Holiness the Pope sighs every day that the eldest young master is nothing like his father. If the older one is useless, then of course he'll nurture the younger one."

In that instant, he forgot all about shared misfortune, brotherly affection, and the scarcity of their clan.

Qian Xunji's eyes were now filled with terror and fury. Standing by the window, he saw the woman inside gently stroking her belly and calling out to her precious baby.

Jealousy, fear, and resentment flooded the young Qian Xunji's mind in an instant, shattering his reason as well.

He hurried back to his own hall, thinking all the way, I can't let this younger brother be born. Absolutely not!

He knew what he had done. In his youth, full of arrogance, he had absorbed an Angel inheritance Soul Bone.

If his younger brother gained the favor of the Angel God, then given his father's nature, he would certainly cripple him and forcibly take his bone. He did not want to die, nor did he want to become a cripple.

Then he could only strike first.

Later, he made mistake after mistake, but he did not regret them. His only regret was that he had not uprooted the problem back then. He had let that female Soul Emperor go without confirming whether she had truly miscarried.

Clear Sky Sect.

"What are those hypocrites in Spirit Hall up to now?" Tang Lie slammed a fist on the table, making the cup atop it bounce.

"Enough, Little Seven. Don't be hasty. We don't know what's going on, and we can't exactly go to Spirit Hall and ask. As long as it doesn't affect us, we need not concern ourselves with it. Hao'er and Xiao'er are traveling outside right now, aren't they? Have those two brats investigate when they get the chance." Tang Wei waved his hand, signaling for the other elders to leave.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"Father, that Angel Phantom..." The still-childish Ning Fengzhi asked his father.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin sat nearby, sipping tea as he said, "Fengzhi, never underestimate Spirit Hall's clan. But Sect Master, this Angel Spirit seems different from the spirit of the Ancestral Angel Lineage."

"That is indeed the case. That spirit's aura reached us from so far away, yet our Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda actually resonated with it." The old Sect Master shook his head and helplessly rubbed Ning Fengzhi's head.

"Fengzhi, remember this: there are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests." The old Sect Master sighed.

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

"Well, if it isn't the useless one?" A direct descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan mockingly looked at Yu Xiaogang, who lay sprawled on the ground. "Watch this—my fart is like thunder... Hahaha!"

Within the main hall, Yu Yuanzhen wore a thoughtful expression.

Ye Xunfeng was now drawn by the Tree of Life into another space.

He stood between two paths, one green and one purple. They were roads with no end in sight.

His task was to reach the end within a year.

Ye Xunfeng tried taking a step forward, only to feel an incomparably immense pressure crash down upon him.

Ye Xunfeng tightly gripped his clothes and continued forward. Every step was difficult.

At first, it was merely hard to walk, but the farther he went, the more every step seemed to demand immense effort.

Beads of sweat rolled down his face, and his golden hair was drenched.

A puddle of sweat had accumulated beneath his feet as well.

Yet here, his power would not be exhausted. Life Force and the Power of Destruction constantly replenished the energy his soul consumed while cleansing his soul.

He had no idea how much time had passed outside, or whether anything would happen to his body.

But it should be fine, right? The Goddess of Life would not let anything happen to his physical body...

Ah Yin laid Ye Xunfeng on a bed made from her Blue Silver Grass, eagerly poking his cheek.

"Hehe, you become so much cuter when you're asleep. You finally aren't keeping such a stiff face. But your Soul Power is rising so quickly... Looks like I need to cultivate diligently too. Once I become a Soul Saint, I'll be able to be with you." Ah Yin said with a dejected expression.

"Blue Silver Emperor, you..." The Blue Silver King looked respectfully at Ah Yin.

"Don't worry. With the Lovesick Heartbreak Red, no one can detect my identity." Ah Yin said with a smile.

Ah Yin sat cross-legged beside Ye Xunfeng and began cultivating.

Before she had absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for long, Ah Yin abruptly opened her eyes, disbelief covering her face.

Such dense Life Force.

Ah Yin blinked as she looked at Ye Xunfeng. Could he be the legendary Son of Nature?

Above the sealed Plague City, Qian Daoliu looked down at the city. His divine sense swept through the entire place again and again, yet he found no trace of anything.

Where was he?

Where had his son gone?

"Could someone have rescued him?" Pufferfish Douluo suddenly thought of something and said, "When we saw him earlier, there was a teenage girl beside him. But she left soon afterward, so we didn't think much of it."

Qian Daoliu sighed. "It seems the time has not yet come. He will surely come to Spirit Hall one day."

Qian Daoliu shook his head.