The Sky Demon Reappears! Qian Daoliu Emerges!

High in the sky, two figures streaked through the air at breakneck speed.

The Spirit Hall procession advanced below, led by a high bishop, while Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo soared overhead.

"Tell me, Old Ghost, what has gotten into the Pope lately? Every order she issues is stranger than the last."

Chrysanthemum Douluo, unable to fathom the reasoning, turned to ask his longtime partner.

Ordering them to bring everyone from Shrek Academy over—what on earth was the point of that?

"How should I know? Why ask me?" Ghost Douluo replied, his expression blank.

"Tch, I shouldn't have bothered asking you."

Yue Guan turned his head away in disdain and flew forward, the gale whipping his hair against the air with a rhythmic snap-snap.

After a moment of silence, Ghost suddenly spoke up.

"Stay alert. Something feels off about the situation."

"I know."

Yue Guan said impatiently, though his tone lacked its earlier edge.

The other man was looking out for him, and he, too, had sensed that both the Pope and the Grand Pontiff were keeping secrets from them.

It was laughable; they were level 95 Title Douluo. Everywhere else, they were figures of prestige, sitting as equals with the rulers of nations.

Yet here in Spirit Hall, they were treated like servants, working nine-to-five and denied access to the true secrets. It was utterly pathetic.

"Sigh! I miss the days under the previous Pope. All we had to do was protect him; there wasn't all this nonsense."

Yue Guan sighed, speaking with nostalgia.

"Hold your tongue."

Ghost Douluo warned him.

Just as the two were speaking, a sudden, powerful gust of wind swept across the horizon, causing their robes to flutter violently.

"This wind is strange!" Ghost's expression shifted to alarm as he shouted a warning.

"Heh-heh-heh—"

"Of course it's strange. We meet again, you two!"

In the blink of an eye, after a gust of wind, Hsi Wu suddenly appeared before them, his massive wings flapping incessantly and whipping up a frenzy of gales.

"It's you?"

Yue Guan's pupils constricted, and he spoke in shock.

He had not expected the other party to dare intercept them.

"Stop talking and go!" Ghost, knowing full well they were no match for their opponent, grabbed him and fled toward the rear.

"Hmph! I've waited days for you; how could I let you escape so easily?"

Hsi Wu bared his fangs and laughed wantonly.

The next second.

He appeared before them like a swift gale, cutting off their path.

"Well? Can you run?"

"You bastard..." Yue Guan's face darkened. He had barely begun to sneer when he felt a hurricane brush against his cheeks.

"Heh, I know what you want to say!"

Hsi Wu instantly flashed in front of Yue Guan, his sharp claws gripping the man's chest before hurling him toward the ground.

"Old Chrysanthemum!" Ghost shouted in alarm.

In mid-air, Yue Guan plummeted like a cannonball, limbs flailing, before slamming heavily into the earth.

"BOOM—"

A massive mushroom cloud rose from the impact site.

"Damn it!"

Ghost finally reacted, rushing downward in a dive.

But Hsi Wu would not let him have his way.

"Heh, too slow, too slow! It seems you haven't improved in the slightest over the past few days!"

He spread his wings and kept pace with Ghost, descending alongside him as the wind hummed past their ears.

"Scoundrel."

Ghost stared at the hideous, demonic face before him, never having felt that anyone was more insufferable.

"What exactly do you want?"

He roared in anger, but instead of retaliating, he simply increased his speed toward the ground.

However, his fury only seemed to excite Hsi Wu further.

"You can go even faster? Hehehe, interesting. Then how about now!"

"BOOM--"

Hsi Wu folded his wings, plunging into the ground like an arrow, charging straight toward the dissipating mushroom cloud.

"Damn it, get back here!"

Ghost shouted in grief, feeling a profound sense of powerlessness.

The opponent's speed had increased significantly compared to a few days ago. Had he not been using his full strength before, or had his power grown this rapidly?

He had no way of knowing.

But at this rate, he and Yue Guan would surely die here, even though they were only a hundred kilometers away from Spirit City.

Below, the thick dust had already cleared, revealing a massive crater in the ground where the pitch-black demon stood in a standoff against an elder bathed in golden light.

"So this is a demon?" The elder suppressed his inner excitement, his eyes burning as he stared at his opponent.

High above, the moment Ghost saw the elder, he let out a sigh of relief; it seemed they would survive after all.

Because the elder below was none other than the strongest powerhouse of their Spirit Hall, the Angel Douluo, Qian Daoliu.

"CRACK--"

Hsi Wu took a step back, watching his opponent nervously.

He hadn't expected Spirit Hall to possess such a formidable figure!

"Kehehehe! This young master is done playing for now, goodbye!"

With a flap of his wings, he shot into the sky like a rocket, intending to flee.

"Hahaha, stay right there!" Qian Daoliu laughed loudly. His golden six-winged angel spirit manifested behind him as he reached out, determined to seize his target.

The situation flipped in an instant.

"Little one, you aren't getting away."

Qian Daoliu's face was filled with an excited smile. To capture a demon with his own hands would fulfill the mission the Angel God had bestowed upon the Qian Clan—what a glorious achievement that would be.

Respected Angel God, your command is about to be realized!

He laughed fanatically as he gave chase, only to see his opponent dive into the nearby Star Dou Great Forest and vanish from sight.

"Hmm?" He frowned, pushing his spiritual power to its limit to scan the area, yet he still could not sense the target's presence.

"What? You bastard!" Unable to find the demon, Qian Daoliu flew into a rage.

A violent aura surged into the heavens, shattering the sky, leaving Ghost and Yue Guan, who had followed close behind, trembling in fear.

Phew! It's a good thing the Great Consecrator arrived in time, or I would've been a goner.

Yue Guan thought to himself, lingering fear still gripping his heart.

Unable to locate the demon, they had no choice but to return. Because of this incident, Yue Guan and the others abandoned their mission and followed Qian Daoliu back to Spirit City.

The fact that Spirit Hall had failed to capture the demon despite such a massive battle shocked many across the continent.

If even the Angel Douluo couldn't catch him, what on earth was this demon?

"The demon has fled into the Star Dou Great Forest. Anyone who discovers his whereabouts shall be rewarded with a 100,000-year spirit bone and the position of Second Consecrator of the Consecration Hall!" Qian Daoliu spared no expense, further increasing the reward.

Such a lavish bounty drove the masses into a frenzy. No longer doubting the demon's existence, people flooded into the Star Dou Great Forest like madmen.

Meanwhile, at the gates of Spirit City, a youth with black hair, black eyes, and a pair of cute fangs walked into the city.

"Hello, my name is Simu, and I'm here to join Spirit Hall."

The youth flashed a naive smile at the guarding knights.

Elsewhere, in a secret chamber.

Dai Xieyue knelt respectfully on the ground, surrendering, "I am willing to be your most loyal servant, respected Shendu!"