Angel, Sea God!

Qian Daoliu had arrived yesterday.

Spirit Hall received daily reports on Jiang Yuan and the others' movements.

It was just that, because of the distance, Spirit Hall's information lagged behind by about three days.

According to Golden Crocodile Douluo's plan, this trip was only to hunt a few ten-thousand-year sea spirit beasts, so there should not have been any danger at all.

But after they discovered the Evil Orca pod, things began to change.

Evil Orcas had a hundred-thousand-year spirit beast king among them, and out on the sea, they held the home-field advantage even more.

Even if Golden Crocodile Douluo was confident, Qian Daoliu still felt uneasy.

In the end, he could not stop worrying about Jiang Yuan, so he rushed all the way over with his Spirit Avatar activated.

Fortunately, he had come. Otherwise, facing Bo Saixi today, Golden Crocodile Douluo really might not have been able to handle her.

"Looks like your strength has improved again."

Hearing Jiang Yuan's words, Qian Daoliu fell silent for a few seconds, then said with a sigh.

"Grand Pontiff, let's not talk about me right now. Hurry up and go see your goddess!"

"The Second Pontiff is about to get beaten to death. Go help him already, and don't hold back just because she's your goddess!"

Jiang Yuan urged Qian Daoliu on. In just the span of those few words, Golden Crocodile Douluo had already been wounded by Bo Saixi.

His aura was no longer as ferocious as it had been at the start, and he was slowly going downhill.

"What nonsense are you spouting? This old man is over a hundred years old, and my granddaughter is already fourteen. What goddess could there possibly be?"

In front of Jiang Yuan and Na'er, Qian Daoliu still cared about his image a little.

The main reason was that he feared Jiang Yuan would run his mouth and Qian Renxue would find out. Then his image as a wise and mighty grandfather would collapse.

"I'm a child, but I'm not blind. Since you came out, you've already looked at Senior Bo Saixi thirty-three times. No... thirty-four."

Jiang Yuan rolled his eyes. This old man dared to think it, but actually did not dare to admit it.

Although Qian Daoliu was a breath of fresh air on the Douluo Continent and could be called a moral benchmark, on this point, he really was not as straightforward as Tang Chen.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem..."

"This old man will go help Golden Crocodile first. Wait here and don't act on your own."

Qian Daoliu coughed lightly in embarrassment, then transformed into a streak of golden light and charged toward the battlefield.

Jiang Yuan did not know if it was his imagination, but Qian Daoliu's speed this time seemed to be quite a bit faster.

High in the sky, Bo Saixi suddenly sensed a familiar aura approaching. The next second, Qian Daoliu's figure landed between her and Golden Crocodile Douluo. Brilliant golden light instantly took Golden Crocodile Douluo's place and blocked Bo Saixi's terrifying pressure.

"Qian Daoliu?!"

Bo Saixi looked somewhat surprised at Qian Daoliu, who had appeared so suddenly. After a hundred years, the two great Limit Douluo met once more.

"Bo Saixi!"

Qian Daoliu's gaze as he looked at Bo Saixi held a trace of complexity. Back then, he and Tang Chen had competed fairly in pursuing Bo Saixi, but unfortunately, in the end, he had lost by a single move. From then on, he had never set foot in the sea again.

And after returning to Spirit Hall, Qian Daoliu had entered a frantic career-building mode.

He had not expected that in his lifetime, he would actually be able to see an old acquaintance from the past again.

"Have you come to be my enemy?"

Bo Saixi frowned slightly as she looked at Qian Daoliu and spoke in a solemn tone.

Qian Daoliu, Tang Chen, and she were known as invincible in the sky, on land, and in the sea.

But only she knew that the one with the strongest true strength was probably Qian Daoliu.

Once she left the sea, she was no match for Tang Chen. On the sea, Tang Chen was no match for her.

Only Qian Daoliu, as the one invincible in the sky, was the least restricted by terrain.

If he even kept using a kiting style of combat, then among the three of them, he was the one with the greatest chance of winning.

"Spirit Hall has no intention of becoming enemies with Sea God Island. Of course, Spirit Hall does not fear any enemy either."

Bo Saixi's questioning made Qian Daoliu regain his calm. At this moment, he was Spirit Hall's Grand Pontiff, the High Priest of the Angel God.

He would never allow the Angel God to stand beneath the Sea God.

"Then let our hands decide the truth!"

Bo Saixi brought her hands together in front of her face, palms pressed together, and a red brand emerged from her forehead.

Behind her, a massive golden phantom holding a huge trident slowly appeared.

Eight black and one red, nine spirit rings neatly arranged themselves around Bo Saixi.

At this moment, Bo Saixi was clearly getting serious.

Angel Descent!

Qian Daoliu took a deep breath and, refusing to be outdone, released his Angel Spirit. Likewise, eight black and one red, nine terrifying spirit rings slowly emerged.

Brilliant golden light spilled over the sea, and the radiance of the Angel God appeared above the ocean once again.

"Everyone, fall back. This place is no longer safe."

After returning to the ship, Golden Crocodile Douluo immediately gave the order to retreat.

A clash between Limit Douluo was something even he would likely not survive if he got involved.

"Retreat, quickly! Fall back to Sea God Island!"

Sea Dragon Douluo and Xiao Bai likewise commanded the Demon Soul Great White Sharks to flee the scene in a frenzy.

Rumble!

Before everyone had gotten far, a fluctuation beyond anything they could comprehend erupted from the center of the battlefield. Terrifying energy raised hundred-meter waves, which kept crashing outward into the distance.

Boom!

The massive waves made the ship pitch violently. Golden Crocodile Douluo stomped down hard, and his vast soul power instantly steadied the swaying vessel.

"Full speed ahead. Leave this sea area!"

Under Golden Crocodile Douluo's command, the people of Spirit Hall unleashed unprecedented potential. The ship sped across the sea, and in the blink of an eye, the situation on the battlefield could no longer be seen.

"What a waste. What a terrible waste!"

"We lost big this time!"

Jiang Yuan looked toward the center of the distant energy storm, his face full of frustration, his eyes showing genuine heartache.

"Brother Jiang Yuan, what's wrong? Na'er is here, so don't be sad, okay?" Na'er did not know why Jiang Yuan was upset. Her tiny body moved forward, and she hugged Jiang Yuan as she comforted him softly.

"We didn't even have time to collect the corpses of those Evil Orcas and Demon Soul Great White Sharks. There were plenty of ten-thousand-year-level ones in there. How much Whale Glue would that have been? There might even have been soul bones."

Jiang Yuan hugged Na'er and spoke with bitter grief.

"At a time like this, you're actually still worried about that? We nearly lost our lives."

After Golden Crocodile Douluo walked in and heard Jiang Yuan's words, he spoke in annoyance.

"Second Pontiff, I believe that even if the Grand Pontiff hadn't come, with your strength, you would still have been able to bring us away safely."

Jiang Yuan looked at Golden Crocodile Douluo with a face full of trust, though in truth, he lowered his head and glanced at Na'er in his arms.

With this one here, no matter how recklessly he ran around Douluo Continent, he would be fine, all right?

There was a black dragon hidden in the shadows. It had probably wanted to make a move who knew how many times already.

"Trying to be clever."

Golden Crocodile Douluo tapped Jiang Yuan once, his attitude clearly softening considerably. He raised a hand and released nineteen massive corpses—the bodies of Evil Orcas and Demon Soul Great White Sharks.

"We left in a hurry just now, so I only had time to collect these. But they're all ten-thousand-year-level. See if there are any soul bones."

Jiang Yuan's expression instantly changed, and he shouted excitedly.

"Long live the Second Pontiff!"