Yu Xiaogang Was Stunned, Qian Daochen Was Invincible!

The golden Heavenly Screen continued to slowly turn.

Qian Daochen's past is frozen in the final scene.

The text describing the characteristics of Martial Soul still hangs next to the list.

Soul Master from all over the continent looked up at the Heavenly Screen, their gazes lingering for Jiujiu.

All the legends that had surfaced earlier were now connected.

Snow Empress in the Far North.

The Evil Emperor of the Sun Moon Empire.

The destruction of the Slaughter City.

There's also the Yu Leilong, the progenitor of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Those stories buried by time are all related to Qian Daochen.

"Qian Daochen disappeared for so many years, but it turns out he's been involved in major events on the continent all along!"

Both the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire have benefited from his kindness.

"Many sects have been able to survive peacefully to this day thanks in no small part to his protection."

"The progenitor of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan even followed him!"

"A Level 99 Peerless Douluo actually said in person that he was willing to follow Qian Daochen."

"He protected so many places, yet he never asked anyone for anything in return."

One barrage of comments after another quickly filled the Heavenly Screen.

Some people recalled ancient stories passed down through generations in their families.

Someone unearthed those incomplete records in the sect's collection of books.

Many others are re-examining the name that was once considered a legend.

Qian Daochen.

During the years he was away from the mainland, many seemingly unrelated major events were marked by his presence.

An ancient sect was nearly wiped out due to an attack by a powerful enemy.

A border City once welcomed a White-Clothed Swordsman during a time of crisis.

Furthermore, within the territories of two other empires, many Soul Master had received his protection.

Many years have passed since those events, and many people can no longer remember what he looked like.

But now, the Heavenly Screen is revealing these old stories one by one.

They then realized that those legends were never exaggerated stories.

Above Spirit City, Qian Daochen still stood at the forefront of the broad Sword Shadow.

He looked at the Heavenly Screen, showing no sign of smugness.

Qian Renxue stared at the comments, her eyes filled with surprise.

"Grandpa, so many legends on the mainland are related to you."

Qian Daochen calmly looked ahead.

There's no need to dwell on the past.

The Fire Dragon King stood on his shoulder, its tail swaying gently.

"The Master has done so much, yet he never takes it to heart."

The Ice Dragon King glanced at the Fire Dragon King but didn't reply.

The imagery on the Heavenly Screen changed again.

A line of eye-catching text appeared.

[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.]

The discussions below the Heavenly Screen intensified once again.

"We were just wondering if he could create God-Level Soul Skill."

"The list now provides the answer directly!"

"He actually created this God-Level Soul Skill himself!"

"Either of these two sword techniques would be enough to shake the Soul Master World."

"Qian Daochen's Martial Soul is still growing, and his swordsmanship is also getting stronger along the way."

"From Remnant Sword to God Rank Martial Soul, and from wielding a sword to creating a divine skill."

"This talent is truly astonishing."

Yu Xiaogang's previous remarks have been brought up again by many people.

He once believed that Qian Daochen had only reached his current position with the help of a deity.

However, the images have shown that Qian Daochen rejected all those Godhood, divine power, and divine origins.

The power he gained came from countless sword strikes over the long years.

And there was also the relentless practice time and time again.

Furthermore, the God-Level Soul Skill he created were not inherited from gods.

"So it turns out that even God-Level Soul Skill can be created by the Soul Master themselves."

"To create such swordsmanship, Qian Daochen has already forged his own path."

"It's less about him having a stroke of luck, and more about his swordsmanship making all of this possible."

The scene didn't stop despite the crowd's discussion.

The golden light gradually sank into the depths of the Heavenly Screen.

A Desolate Plain once again appeared before everyone's eyes.

It was empty, with only broken land and scattered stones.

The traces left by the Blood God after his death have been mostly worn away by time.

Suddenly, a massive divine thought appeared deep within the heavens.

That power descended from the Divine Realm, locking onto Qian Daochen on the Desolate Plain.

Asura God.

He had already noticed the fact that the Blood God had been killed.

The divine sense transcended the barrier between the Divine Realm and the Douluo Continent, pressing down on Qian Daochen along the passage.

The next moment, the Asura God made his move.

The light in the world suddenly dimmed.

A tremendous divine power surged along the passage.

Before the blow even landed, cracks appeared in the Heavenly Screen.

This power is far stronger than the previous Blood God.

It surpasses the level that ordinary gods can reach.

"Did the Asura God personally intervene?"

"That divine power is far stronger than the power displayed by the Blood God!"

"Could it be that the Asura God is much stronger than ordinary gods?"

"Such an attack far surpasses even God Rank!"

"Qian Daochen only had Level 99 Soul Power at the time, how did he survive?"

"He can even slay the Blood God, so how can he possibly withstand the Asura God himself?"

A series of questions flashed across the Heavenly Screen.

As the divine power approached, many people held their breath.

This was neither a projection of divine thought nor a mark left behind.

The Asura God has already sent his power to the Douluo Continent.

Before that power had fully descended, it already distorted the space surrounding the Desolate Plain.

Qian Daochen stood on the Desolate Plain, his White Clothes fluttering in the wind.

He did not back down.

Nor did it summon the Godslaying Sword.

The long sword still hung beside him.

Qian Daochen raised his hand, grasped the sword hilt, and slowly drew the sword.

The scene in the Heavenly Screen fell silent at this moment.

What move will he use to defend himself?

"The portal to the Divine Realm has been opened!"

"With this strike, the entire Desolate Plain will be enveloped in divine power!"

Qian Daochen raised his longsword, the tip pointing straight at the sky.

He lacked the radiance of Godhood.

There was no divine power protecting him.

Only a single Sword Intent rose from the sword's edge.

As soon as that Sword Intent was unleashed, it split the divine power above the Desolate Plain to both sides.

The Asura God's divine sense pressed down once more.

Qian Daochen unleashed a single sword strike.

"One Sword Opens Heaven-Splitting Gate."

The sword light shot straight into the sky.

The passage between the Divine Realm and Douluo Continent was severed on the spot by the sword.

The space within the Heavenly Screen then cracked open.

The crack stretched across the Desolate Plain, extending deep into the image.

The divine power descended by the Asura God was stopped at the other end of the passage.

The overwhelming pressure that had been pressing in also ceased.

The spaces on both sides of the passageway violently churned and twisted.

Thin, elongated cracks spread along the sword marks.

The Qian Daochen motes settled, and the sword stood still.

The cracks above the Desolate Plain have yet to close.

His sword strike severed more than just the passage to the Divine Realm.

Even the space between the two realms was forcibly severed.

Silence reigned beyond the Heavenly Screen.

Everyone stared at the spatial rift that stretched across the screen.

Just moments ago, they were worried about whether Qian Daochen could withstand the attack of the Asura God.

At this moment, however, no one knew how to describe the scene before them.

"He severed the passage to the Divine Realm with a single sword strike?"

"The power descended from the Divine Realm has been stopped just like that?"

"That crack just now even cleaved space itself!"

"This is even more terrifying than slaying the Blood God."

"The Blood God can ultimately be slain by his divine body, but the portal to the Divine Realm connects two worlds!"

"What level has Qian Daochen's sword strike reached?"

Some people recalled the sword light that had previously slain the Blood God.

That single sword strike was enough to shake the entire continent.

However, compared to the sword strike before him, killing the Blood God seemed insufficient to demonstrate Qian Daochen's true power.

He severed the connection between the Divine Realm and the Douluo Continent.

It also left an undeniable mark on the space.

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed that a mortal could do such a thing."

"Mingdu couldn't stop this sword strike?"

"After the Asura God's attack was severed, even the passage could not be maintained."

"This is the true swordsmanship of Qian Daochen."

Above Spirit City, Qian Renxue gazed at the spatial rifts in the Heavenly Screen.

She had already witnessed Qian Daochen repel the Asura God's Divine Sense.

I've also witnessed him slay the Blood God.

Yet this sword strike still shook her to her core.

"Even the passage between the Divine Realm and Douluo Continent could be severed by my great-grandfather."

Qian Daochen did not answer.

His gaze remained fixed on the Heavenly Screen.

The Desolate Plain in the scene gradually recedes into the distance.

The crack that stretched across space was gradually covered by the golden light.

Everyone assumed the review would continue to showcase his experiences.

The Heavenly Screen suddenly shifted to a small tavern.

The tavern was small, and its doors and windows were simple.

Several tables were set up inside the room, and a few old wine jars hung on the wall.

Qian Daochen sat by the window, with a pot of wine beside him.

His White Clothes stood out starkly against the old-fashioned furnishings around him.

On the street outside the window, pedestrians hurried by.

Qian Daochen originally had his back to the Heavenly Screen.

After the image paused for a moment, he suddenly turned around.

Those eyes, peering through the golden light screen, gazed beyond the list.

The comments section paused for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, countless words appeared.

"Wait, wasn't he just looking at us?"

"Is Qian Daochen looking at the Heavenly Screen, or at the people beyond the Heavenly Screen?"

"Recap Scenes, can we sense that the Golden Ranking is reflecting their past?"

Was that glance taken at the rankings?

"The sword strike that severed spacetime just now was powerful enough, but what's the meaning behind that final glance back?"

"I have a feeling that he really did see us just now?"

The scene captured only a fleeting moment when Qian Daochen turned his head.

His expression remained calm, and then the image froze completely.

Many people are still staring at those eyes.

They couldn't tell whether it was just a coincidence left by old images, or whether Qian Daochen had truly seen everyone on the continent through the Golden Ranking.

More people are still talking about the sword light that sliced through space than about that question.

"Slaying the Blood God is already astonishing enough."

But this sword strike is even more terrifying.

"Slaying gods is secondary; directly severing the passage between the two realms is a power that truly transcends comprehension."

"So what if the Asura God made a move? Qian Daochen severed the passage with just one sword strike."

Spirit Hall.

Before the Angel God's Temple, Qian Daoliu looked up at the Heavenly Screen.

His mouth was slightly open and remained so for a long time.

"My brother is so strong..."

Golden Crocodile Douluo stood aside, also watching the spatial rift that had disappeared.

The worshippers remained silent.

They had heard that Qian Daochen had slain gods, and they also knew that he had repelled the Asura God's Divine Sense.

Even witnessing him sever the passage to the Divine Realm with a single sword strike still left them Jiujiu disturbed.

Qian Daoliu slowly closed his mouth, his gaze returning to the top spot on the leaderboard.

That sword strike just now was enough for him to understand just how powerful his brother truly was.

But at the same time, another thought arose in his mind.

My elder brother is about to return to the Spirit Hall.

Bibi Dong, however, retained control of the Papal Hall and refused to accept the arrangements made by the Worship Hall.

If her elder brother were to personally intervene, how would Bibi Dong respond?

Qian Daoliu's fingers gently traced the scepter.

He had never personally taken action against Bibi Dong because he felt indebted to her.

Over the years, he has made many concessions as a result.

But there was no such connection between the elder brother and Bibi Dong.

If Qian Daochen decides to reorganize the Spirit Hall, he will naturally not hesitate because of past events.

Qian Daoliu looked at the Golden Crocodile Douluo beside him.

"With my brother's return, the Papal Hall is likely to undergo changes."

Golden Crocodile Douluo did not respond, but simply looked up at the Golden Ranking.

He also wanted to know how Qian Daochen would deal with Bibi Dong.

Worship Hall, the elders were also waiting for the list to be announced.

The reward for the Supreme Ranking has not yet been revealed.

The matter between Qian Daochen and Bibi Dong has not yet truly begun.

But Qian Daoliu had already vaguely foreseen that his elder brother would never allow the Spirit Hall to continue to split apart.

The Rakshasa God Inheritance Space.

A crimson light enveloped the entire space.

Bibi Dong sat cross-legged in the center of the Blood Pool, her body surrounded by the Rakshasa Divine Power.

She didn't look up at the Heavenly Screen.

They also failed to notice the scene where Qian Daochen severed the passage to the Divine Realm.

Compared to the rankings outside, the Divine Trial in front of her was the only thing she cared about.

The power from the Blood Pool continued to surge into her body.

Dark purple lines spread along her arm, then gradually disappeared under the wash of divine power.

Bibi Dong's aura is steadily rising.

She has reached the final stage of the Rakshasa God Trial.

Just one step away.

She will then be able to truly inherit the Rakshasa Godhood.

Bibi Dong, who was sitting cross-legged in the Blood Pool, slowly opened her eyes.

A crimson light was reflected in her pupils.

She didn't look at the Golden Ranking, but only at the Rakshasa God Statue deep within the Blood Pool.

A slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Soon."

"Soon."

Bibi Dong closed her eyes again and continued to absorb the power from the Blood Pool.

The Rakshasa Divine Power flowed into her body.

Her aura was stronger than before.

Bibi Dong gazed at the golden characters in the Heavenly Screen.

[Qian Daochen Martial Soul Trait: Become Stronger by Swinging the Sword.]

[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.]

Her fingers lightly traced the scepter.

"Once the inventory is finished, I'll definitely become a god faster than him."

"By then, what will Qian Daochen have to fight me with?"

The Rakshasa Divine Power slowly spun behind her.

Bibi Dong looked up at the Heavenly Screen Papal Hall, her gaze falling on the three large golden characters.

"The Spirit Hall will ultimately belong to me."

She closed her eyes again.

Within the crimson inheritance space, the Rakshasa Divine Power circulated more rapidly.

Shrek Academy.

The crowd in the square was still reeling from what they had just witnessed.

Yu Xiaogang sat in Communication Screen, his face deathly pale.

He was just telling Tang San that once Tang San inherited the Asura Godhood, he could kill Qian Daochen for him.

But the Heavenly Screen has already provided the answer.

When Qian Daochen was at Level 99 in Soul Power, he had already killed a true god.

Even the divine imprint left by the Asura God was erased by his sword.

Yu Xiaogang raised his left hand and pressed it against his knee.

How are we supposed to play like this?

Just how strong has he become now?