High in the sky.
The images continued to shift.
Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen crossed the sea and encountered a hundred-thousand-year sea soul beast.
Tang Chen raised a thousand-foot wave with a single hammer strike.
Qian Daoliu cleaved through the whale pod with the Angel Sacred Sword.
The two entered an underwater ruin.
When faced with ancient formations, Qian Daoliu searched for the formation core while Tang Chen smashed it apart with one hammer blow.
Along the way, the two joined forces to defeat many formidable enemies.
They had even argued for days over who should strike first.
As soul masters across the continent watched these scenes, they finally understood why the relationship between the two was so complicated.
[Independent Soul Master: How do they look like ordinary rivals?]
[Star Luo Empire Soul Master: They traveled the continent together and entrusted their backs to each other. That already counts as a bond forged through life and death, doesn't it?]
[Heaven Dou Empire Soul Master: But the Clear Sky Sect and Spirit Hall still ended up on opposing sides.]
[Sword Douluo Chen Xin: Their identities were different, so naturally their positions were different.]
[Bone Douluo Gu Rong: Personal friendship may not necessarily change the interests between sects.]
The image suddenly froze.
Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen stood on a stretch of coastline.
Before them stood a mountain piercing the clouds, with a stone staircase extending from its foot to its summit.
Neither of them flew directly upward.
Instead, they followed the stone steps and climbed toward the summit one step at a time.
The arrogance on Tang Chen's face had diminished considerably.
Qian Daoliu even straightened his golden robes.
Before reaching the summit, he checked his collar once more.
Tang Chen glanced at him.
"Are you nervous?"
Qian Daoliu immediately denied it.
"I simply haven't returned in a long time."
Tang Chen looked up at the summit.
"Is the person you mentioned really that strong?"
Qian Daoliu paused.
"Once you meet him, you'd better put away any thoughts of challenging him."
"I'm warning you."
Tang Chen patted the Clear Sky Hammer on his shoulder.
"Just because you can't beat him doesn't mean I can't."
Qian Daoliu did not try to persuade him further.
There was even a trace of sympathy in the way he looked at Tang Chen.
The two ascended the final stone step.
Beneath an ancient tree at the summit sat a figure with his back to them.
White robes spread across the bluestone.
Black hair draped behind his shoulders.
An ancient sword leaned diagonally against the tree.
A stone table stood before him.
There was only a jug of wine and three teacups on the table.
Qian Daoliu stopped immediately when he was ten paces from the stone table.
"Big Brother."
"I'm back."
Tang Chen's expression shifted slightly.
He turned to look at Qian Daoliu.
The Angel Douluo, who had remained calm throughout their journey, now stood ramrod straight.
Even the six wings behind his back had folded away.
Tang Chen looked again at the white-clad figure beneath the tree.
"This is your older brother?"
Qian Daoliu nodded.
"Qian Daochen."
The Heavenly Screen did not immediately reveal Qian Daochen's face.
But discussion had already erupted across the continent.
[Elephant Armor Sect Master Huyan Zhen: Qian Daoliu has an older brother?]
[Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect Master Yu Yuanzhen: Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu had already reached the pinnacle of the continent. Why would they make a special trip to see this man?]
[Independent Soul Emperor: Why is Qian Daoliu so restrained?]
[Duke of Netherworld of the Star Luo Empire: He even adjusted his collar just now. He really looks like someone returning home after many years to meet an elder.]
[Seventh Elder of the Clear Sky Sect: Putting on airs. The old sect master may not necessarily think highly of him.]
[Sea Horse Douluo: Why have I never heard the name Qian Daochen before?]
Inside Spirit City.
Golden Crocodile Douluo's expression changed abruptly when he saw the white-clad back.
When he was young, he had once seen Qian Daochen from afar.
That single sighting had remained with him for decades.
Several elders within the Hall of Consecrates also recognized the ancient sword beneath the tree.
They all drew sharp breaths.
"It really is him."
Lion Douluo turned and asked:
"Who?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo did not take his eyes off the screen.
"The High Priest's biological older brother."
"The strongest member of the Angel Clan thirty years ago."
"Qian Daochen."
Lion Douluo furrowed his brows.
"Why have I never heard of him?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo slowly shook his head.
"Because he has been away from Spirit Hall for too long."
"And those who know that name are unwilling to mention it lightly."
Before the Angel God's Temple.
Qian Renxue recognized the white-clad figure at a glance.
"It really is Great-Granduncle."
Watching his younger self, Qian Daoliu wore a helpless expression.
"I warned Tang Chen long ago."
"But he was very proud back then."
Within the image.
Qian Daochen finally turned around.
His handsome face appeared before everyone across the two continents.
He glanced at Qian Daoliu.
"After being gone for so long, you still remembered to come back?"
Qian Daoliu gave a light cough.
"I'm preparing to head to Sea God's Island."
"I was passing by, so I came to see you, Big Brother."
Qian Daochen picked up the wine jug and filled the third teacup.
"Sit."
Only then did Qian Daoliu sit beside the stone table.
Tang Chen remained where he was.
His gaze rested on Qian Daochen.
The other man had not released any soul rings.
Nor did he give off any soul power fluctuations.
Other than the ancient sword leaning against the tree, there was nothing remarkable about him.
Tang Chen stepped forward.
"I heard Qian Daoliu say that you are the goal he has always pursued."
Qian Daochen took a sip of wine.
"He liked to exaggerate when he was young."
Qian Daoliu turned his head and looked elsewhere.
Tang Chen lowered the Clear Sky Hammer from his shoulder.
The heavy hammerhead struck the ground, and the entire mountain trembled slightly.
"My name is Tang Chen."
"Level ninety-nine assault-type Peerless Douluo."
"My martial soul is the Clear Sky Hammer."
Qian Daochen nodded.
"I know."
Tang Chen gripped the hammer's handle with both hands as nine soul rings rose beneath his feet.
Vast soul power shot into the clouds.
"I've challenged nearly every strong person on the continent."
"Qian Daoliu said you're stronger than him."
"I want to fight you."
"I want to prove that I am the strongest soul master on Douluo Continent."
The barrage instantly filled the heavens.
[Independent Soul Emperor: The strongest soul master on Douluo Continent?]
[Elephant Armor Sect Master Huyan Zhen: Tang Chen was already level ninety-nine back then. It was perfectly normal for him to challenge Qian Daochen.]
[Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect Master Yu Yuanzhen: Qian Daoliu respects Qian Daochen so greatly. Could this man's strength surpass both Peerless Douluo?]
[Seventh Elder of the Clear Sky Sect: Does the outcome even need to be asked? The old sect master's Great Sumeru Hammer is unstoppable!]
[Second Elder of the Clear Sky Sect: Even if this man truly surpasses Qian Daoliu, he can at most withstand a few blows from the old sect master.]
[Sword Douluo Chen Xin: You will soon learn what a true sword is.]
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Ning Fengzhi, Gu Rong, and Ning Rongrong all looked up at once.
They already knew what was about to happen.
Ning Rongrong touched her forehead.
"Tang Chen challenged him too?"
Gu Rong looked toward the shattered Soul Fighting Arena.
"I'm starting to worry for Tang Chen."
Within the Heavenly Screen.
Qian Daoliu did not stop Tang Chen.
He picked up a teacup and proactively retreated more than ten paces.
Tang Chen noticed his movement and frowned slightly.
"You think I will lose?"
Qian Daoliu shook his head.
"I'm just afraid the tea will spill."
The nine soul rings behind Tang Chen lit up simultaneously.
The Clear Sky Hammer rapidly expanded.
Terrifying power pressed down, causing the summit to sink continuously.
"Great Sumeru Hammer!"
"Ring Detonation!"