Legendary, mythical, immortal!!
Bibi Dong's gaze gradually darkened.
She originally thought that Qian Daochen repelled the Asura God's divine sense because the Godslaying Sword was too special.
It now seems that what the opponent truly relied on was always their own swordsmanship.
The Godslaying Sword merely makes that power more complete.
Bibi Dong glanced at the golden name on the Heavenly Screen.
The top prize has not yet been awarded.
Qian Daochen, however, already possessed the strength to slay gods.
If he receives the reward, I will have absolutely no chance against him.
Even though she possesses Twin Martial Souls.
Even though the Rakshasa God Trial was nearing its final stage.
That's not enough either.
Bibi Dong raised her hand, and purple light slowly flowed in her palm.
She must complete the Divine Trial as soon as possible.
Only by truly inheriting the Rakshasa Godhood can she step into the Divine Realm.
Only then will she be qualified to compete with Qian Daochen for the power of the Spirit Hall.
"Have you found Qian Daochen?"
Bibi Dong looked at Chrysanthemum Douluo.
Chrysanthemum Douluo immediately replied, "Found it."
Where is he now?
"East of the city."
Bibi Dong's brow twitched slightly.
"He didn't go to the Worship Hall?"
"No."
Chrysanthemum Douluo continued, "Qian Daochen, Qian Renxue, Snake Lance Douluo, and Porcupinefish Douluo stopped together in the east of the city."
He also said that he would personally return to the Spirit Hall three days later.
Bibi Dong's face immediately darkened.
"Three days later?"
"Return to the Spirit Hall?"
She sat on the throne, her gaze fixed on the golden Heavenly Screen outside the palace.
Qian Daochen didn't even send anyone to deliver a message.
He left those words behind only after defeating her two elders.
Three days later.
I will return to the Spirit Hall.
What a boastful tone.
Bibi Dong slowly stood up.
"What does he take the Spirit Hall for?"
"Come whenever you want, leave whenever you want?"
Ghost Douluo lowered his head.
"Your His Holiness the Pope, Qian Daochen's strength..."
"I know."
Bibi Dong interrupted him.
She had witnessed Qian Daochen's moves far too many times.
They were also aware of the opponent's current strength.
But that doesn't mean she'll back down.
Three days is enough time for her to process the rewards from the Supreme Ranking.
That would also be enough for her to complete the final Rakshasa God Trial.
Bibi Dong turned around and looked at the Rakshasa God Statue deep inside the Papal Hall.
She's just one step away from God Rank.
If she succeeds, she will be a true Rakshasa God.
Moreover, she possesses Twin Martial Souls.
The Soul Power and killing experience accumulated over many years are also beyond the reach of ordinary gods.
Even though Qian Daochen had killed the Blood God, it was only by relying on his own swordsmanship.
He has not yet attained Godhood.
Still just a mortal.
Bibi Dong grasped the scepter again.
"Pass down the order."
"For the next three days, no one is allowed to go to the east of the city to provoke Qian Daochen."
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo both looked up at the same time.
Bibi Dong looked at the golden name on the Heavenly Screen.
"Since he plans to return to the Spirit Hall in three days..."
"Then I will wait for him for three days."
"We'll wait until the rewards from the Supreme Ranking are distributed, and also until the Rakshasa God Trial is completed."
Her gaze fell towards the Papal Hall.
"I'd like to see what makes him think he can take over the Spirit Hall in three days."
Hu Liena stood behind the two elders.
Upon hearing this, her fingers gently tightened.
The images in the Heavenly Screen continued to play.
Qian Daochen slew the Blood God, saving countless lives on the continent.
When the White Clothes Figure left the Desolate Plain, he did not accept anyone's worship.
They did not demand anything in return from any power.
Hu Liena recalled what had happened on the streets of the eastern part of the city.
Qian Daochen did not harm her just because she was a disciple of the Pope.
He did not actually take the lives of Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo just because they had offended him.
He simply made the two elders kneel down.
He then withdrew his Sword Dao Domain.
Would someone like that be considered a threat by the teacher?
Hu Liena looked up at Bibi Dong.
"Teacher."
Bibi Dong turned around.
What are you trying to say?
Hu Liena hesitated for a moment.
"Senior Qian Daochen doesn't seem to intend to harm the Spirit Hall."
Bibi Dong looked at her but did not speak immediately.
Hu Liena continued, "If he wanted to kill me, he would have done so back in the east of the city."
"Elder Ju and Ghost Elder won't come back alive either."
"He told us to leave because he didn't want to actually fight the Papal Hall."
Bibi Dong placed her palm on the scepter.
"Are you speaking up for him?"
Hu Liena pursed her lips.
"I'm just stating what I've seen."
He also said he would return to the Spirit Hall in three days.
Bibi Dong looked at her disciple.
Hu Liena met her gaze without backing away.
"Teacher, perhaps he just wants to go back to where he originally belonged."
The Papal Hall fell silent once more.
Bibi Dong's gaze deepened.
Of course she knew that Qian Daochen had once co-founded the Spirit Hall with Qian Daoliu.
But the Spirit Hall of today is no longer the Spirit Hall of the past.
The Worship Hall and the Papal Hall check and balance each other.
After she ascended to the Pope, she consistently diminished the influence of the Worship Hall.
Now Qian Daochen motes return.
If he sides with Qian Daoliu, he will directly disrupt the balance between the two sides.
The Spirit Hall will also return to the control of the Qian Family.
Bibi Dong looked at Hu Liena.
"Nana."
"Remember this."
"Regardless of what he did for the Spirit Hall in the past, the Spirit Hall is now under my control."
Hu Liena did not refute.
She lowered her head, her fingers gently touching the token at her waist.
Bibi Dong looked back at the Heavenly Screen.
Qian Daochen's name still hangs high in the sky.
The reward for the Supreme Ranking has not yet been announced.
Three days is enough time for her to complete her final preparations.
Bibi Dong raised her scepter, and purple divine power slowly spread throughout the hall.
"Qian Daochen."
"You want to go back to the Spirit Hall."
"Then we'll wait three days."
I will tell you myself.
"The Spirit Hall will ultimately belong to me."
at the same time.
The images on the Heavenly Screen continued to shift.
Qian Daochen left the Desolate Plain and traveled alone across the continent.
He ventured into the Mountains and traversed the Plains.
Over the years, he has encountered all sorts of Soul Master and powerful Soul Beast.
Every experience was reflected in the Heavenly Screen.
The scene shifts to the Far North.
The wind and snow obscured the sky.
Three enormous figures stood across the icy plain.
They are the Ice Bear King, the Ice Jade Empress Scorpion, and the ruler of the Far North, the Snow Empress.
Qian Daochen stood in the middle of the wind and snow, his long sword still sheathed.
The Ice Bear King charged forward first.
Its massive body stirred up ice and snow, rushing straight towards Qian Daochen.
He raised his sword and swung it.
The sword light swept across the icy plain, and the Ice Bear King was forced back dozens of feet.
The Ice Jade Empress Scorpion followed closely behind, its Ice Blue tail hook piercing towards Qian Daochen.
Qian Daochen dodged to the side, his sword tip striking the hook at the end.
A crisp sound.
The Ice Jade Empress Scorpion was sent flying backward, crashing into the thick snow.
The Snow Empress stood on a high place, his White Clothes billowing in the wind and snow.
She didn't seize the opportunity to make a move; she simply watched Qian Daochen quietly.
A moment later, the Snow Empress arrived, treading through the snow.
Her figure stopped in front of Qian Daochen.
Why have you come to the Far North?
"Just passing by."
Qian Daochen settled, and the sword was sheathed.
Snow Empress looked at him, the coldness in her eyes gradually dissipating.
"You defeated me, and you also defeated the Ice Bear King and the Ice Jade Empress Scorpion."
"The Soul Beast of the Far North will no longer stop you."
The scene pauses here.
Beyond the Heavenly Screen, the barrage of comments had already filled the entire heavens.
"The three overlords of the Far North have all been defeated by Qian Daochen!"
"He was able to easily defeat Snow Empress back then?"
"The Snow Empress is the ruler of the Far North!"
"Wait, isn't the way Snow Empress looks at him a little different?"
The image resumed moving.
The Snow Empress followed closely behind Qian Daochen.
She stood to the side when he stopped.
He continued on his way, and she followed along.
Aren't you going back?
Qian Daochen turned around and asked.
Snow Empress lowered her eyes to look at the snow at her feet.
"I haven't seen enough of mainland China yet."
Qian Daochen did not ask any further questions.
Snow Empress continued to stay by his side.
The comments outside the Heavenly Screen scrolled by rapidly.
"Is the Snow Empress truly in love with Qian Daochen?"
"The ruler of the Far North would actually follow him willingly?"
"That's the Snow Empress!"
The scene shifts to the Sun Moon Empire.
In the middle of a desolate mountain, the Evil Eye Tyrant Ruler supreme in mid-air.
The Evil Emperor's enormous body blotted out a large portion of the sky, and a dense surge of Soul Power emanated from his single eye.
Qian Daochen stood on the mountain path.
He only swung his sword once.
The sword light swept across the sky, and the Evil Emperor's Soul Power immediately dissipated.
Its massive body plummeted from the sky, smashing through the rocks.
Qian Daochen approached, sword in hand.
The Evil Emperor immediately concealed his aura, his enormous single eye filled with terror.
I am willing to submit.
"From this day forward, I will never again wreak havoc on the continent."
Qian Daochen looked at it.
Remember what you said.
The Evil Emperor readily agreed.
The image did not linger.
Soul Master from all over the Sun Moon Empire looked up at the White Clothes Figure in the Heavenly Screen.
"The Evil Emperor was actually suppressed by him with a single sword strike!"
"I heard this legend when I was a child, and at the time I thought it was an exaggeration."
"So the legendary swordsman of the Sun Moon Empire was none other than Qian Daochen!"
"Did the Evil Emperor personally beg for mercy?"
A blood-red ancient city appeared in the Heavenly Screen.
Above the city gate, the King of Slaughter stood high above.
He was clad in Blood-Colored Robe, and a large number of evil Soul Master gathered behind him.
Qian Daochen entered the city.
No further words were spoken.
As the sword light fell, the figure of the King of Slaughter plummeted from the height.
The surrounding evil Soul Master scattered and fled.
Qian Daochen motes strode down the long street, sword in hand.
Whenever someone drew their sword to stop him, someone would fall before him.
The blood-red ancient city gradually quieted down.
He wiped out the evil forces of the Slaughter City one by one with his sword.
For many years afterward, Qian Daochen continued his journey across the continent.
When he encounters a wicked Soul Master, he draws his sword.
He would also intervene when he encountered oppressed civilians.
The images flashed by one after another.
Some long-lost legends have reappeared before everyone's eyes.
Many Soul Master were initially just watching the spectacle.
When they recognized the Evil Emperor of the Sun Moon Empire, the Snow Empress of the Far North, and the King of Slaughter of the Slaughter City, the ease on their faces gradually disappeared.
"These legends... all refer to the same person?"
I heard tales of swordsmen from the Far North when I was a child.
"The Sun Moon Empire also has a record of White-Clothed Swordsman."
"The Slaughter City is also connected to a swordsman!"
Behind those legends, there are actually Qian Daochen!
The images on the Heavenly Screen continued to change.
Centuries have passed in a flash.
The City on the continent have changed their appearance, and sects have also experienced rise and fall.
Stories that once circulated in various places have gradually been regarded as ancient legends.
Later on, fewer and fewer people remembered Qian Daochen.
His name has faded into the past.
To this day, the Supreme Ranking presents his experiences back to the mainland.
People then discovered that all the legends scattered throughout history pointed to the same name.
Qian Daochen.
In an instant, the comments section on the Heavenly Screen erupted once again.
"So the legends of the Far North were left behind by him!"
"The story of the Evil Emperor begging for mercy is also true!"
"After the destruction of the Slaughter City, the sword marks left behind were actually made by Qian Daochen!"
"Those rumors, separated by hundreds of years, all point to one person!"
My grandfather once said that a swordsman from the Sun Moon Empire once saved a city.
"Now it seems that person was also Senior Qian Daochen!"
Above Spirit City.
Qian Daochen stood at the forefront of the Sword Shadow, his expression calm.
Qian Renxue gazed at the scene unfolding in the Heavenly Screen, remaining silent for a moment.
"After all these years, the mainland has almost forgotten your name."
Qian Daochen did not look away.
Legends change, and people forget.
"That's not important."
The image on the Heavenly Screen rotated again.
In a blank golden space, the young Qian Daochen sat cross-legged.
He held the Remnant Sword in his hand.
The sword's edge fell again and again.
With each swing, the sword would emit a subtle glint of light.
A golden thought appeared in the Heavenly Screen.
[Qian Daochen Martial Soul Trait: Become Stronger by Swinging the Sword.]
The more times you swing your sword, the higher your Sword Intent, physique, and Martial Soul quality will be.
A sudden silence fell over the entire mainland.
Moments later, a flood of comments poured in.
"You can become stronger by wielding a sword?"
"What kind of Martial Soul ability is this?"
"Has he been improving his strength all these years of sword practice?"
"This growth rate is terrifying!"
In the scene, Qian Daochen's hand holding the sword gradually grows larger.
The rust on the Remnant Sword sword gradually peeled off, and the broken blade was repaired.
He walked from the mountains and forests to the Desolate Plain, growing from a child in White Clothes into a lone swordsman.
The sword-wielding motion never stopped.
Golden characters continued to appear.
[Qian Daochen's self-created God-Level Soul Skill: One Sword Opens Heaven-Splitting Gate.]
[Qian Daochen's self-created God-Level Soul Skill: Heaven-Slaying Sword-Draw Technique.]
Below the Heavenly Screen, the barrage of comments erupted once again.
"A self-created God-Level Soul Skill?"
"One person created two God-Level Soul Skill?"
"No way, buddy, creating your own God-Level Soul Skill God-Level Soul Skill one thing, but did you buy it wholesale?"
"You can become stronger simply by wielding a sword, and even create your own God-Level Soul Skill?"
"This is Martial Soul that can grow?"
"Not only can it grow, but its growth potential is just too high!"
"How many times did he swing his sword to grow from a Remnant Sword to this level?"
Soul Master from all over the land stared at the words in the Heavenly Screen, unable to calm down for Jiujiu.
Some people recalled the Martial Soul they had abandoned when they were young.
Some people looked at the weapons in their hands and realized for the first time the importance of basic training.
Many people, however, focused their attention on the last question.
Centuries have passed.
Just how far has Qian Daochen's Martial Soul grown?
Spirit Hall.
Within the Rakshasa God Inheritance Space, purple light filled the surroundings.
Bibi Dong stood before the statue of the god, her Rakshasa Divine Power flowing continuously around her.
She could clearly see what was displayed on the Heavenly Screen.
Her gaze lingered on the words "growing Martial Soul".
After a moment, she withdrew her gaze and continued to absorb the power within the inheritance space.
"The fact that Martial Soul can grow is indeed quite special."
Bibi Dong gripped the scepter tightly, and purple divine power rose along the scepter.
"But I will soon be able to complete the inheritance."
"As long as I inherit the Rakshasa Godhood, I will be a true god."
Even though Qian Daochen created God-Level Soul Skill, he ultimately did not attain Godhood.
She closed her eyes again.
"Once I become a god, he will only be able to stand at my feet."
Beyond the Heavenly Screen.
Qian Daochen remained unmoved even after his abilities were exposed.
He looked at the sword techniques that Heavenly Screen called Soul Skill with a calm expression.
"These sword techniques can also be classified as Soul Skill?"
Qian Renxue turned to look at him.
"Grandpa, isn't this Soul Skill?"
Qian Daochen did not answer.
Looking at the words "One Sword Opens Heaven-Splitting Gate" and "Heaven-Slaying Sword-Draw Technique" in the Heavenly Screen, he realized that the inventory was nearing its end.
The reward for the top spot on the leaderboard should be revealed soon.
He was really looking forward to the reward.
After all, it would be too disappointing if the Supreme Ranking only offered ordinary items.