Qian Daochen: Is Bibi Dong Worthy of Coveting Spirit Hall?! Teaching Qian Daoliu a Lesson!

Tang Chen looked at the shattered crystal.

"This is an Incomplete Godhood."

He could sense the divinity preserved within it.

As long as he fused it into his body, he would be able to complete his understanding of God Rank laws.

The Asura God Exam had already failed.

Yet he still retained most of the Asura Divine Power.

If he fused the Incomplete Godhood into the power of Asura, he might be able to forge a new path toward the Asura Godhood.

He could also fuse a trace of divinity into the Clear Sky Hammer.

And create his own Godhood.

Both paths lay before him.

Tang Chen did not make a choice immediately.

Whether it was the 500,000-Year Soul Ring or the Incomplete Godhood, both required time to fuse.

The Heaven-Mixing Hammer also needed to be refined anew.

Tang Chen raised his head and looked beyond Slaughter City.

"Clear Sky Sect."

"Bo Saixi."

"Qian Daoliu."

"And Qian Daochen."

One name after another flashed through his mind.

Tang Chen had been trapped here for far too long.

Now, the opportunity to leave Slaughter City had finally arrived.

"Once I finish fusing the three rewards."

"That will be the day of my return."

He closed his eyes.

The 500,000-Year Soul Ring slowly descended toward the Clear Sky Hammer.

The Heaven-Mixing Hammer floated on the other side.

The Incomplete Godhood hovered before Tang Chen's brow.

As the three powers entered his body at once, Tang Chen's aura began to rise continuously.

Above the sea of clouds.

Qian Daochen strode through the air.

The scene of Tang Chen receiving his rewards was reflected in the heavens.

He merely glanced at it before withdrawing his gaze.

An Incomplete Godhood was indeed rare.

For a Soul Master who had already touched the threshold of God Rank, this reward held immense value.

But in Qian Daochen's eyes.

An Incomplete Godhood was still, in the end, incomplete.

Whether Tang Chen could use it to carve out his own path would depend on his own comprehension.

Qian Daochen raised a hand and rested it on the Ancient Sword at his waist.

What concerned him more was the coming change in Spirit Hall.

The original Spirit Hall had ultimately been destroyed in the conflict between Bibi Dong, Tang San, and the gods of the Divine Realm.

Qian Xunji had fallen.

Qian Daoliu had sacrificed himself.

Qian Renxue's Godhood had shattered.

The Angel Clan's inheritance had nearly been severed.

Spirit Hall had fallen with it.

Since he had returned, such an ending naturally would not happen again.

As for who would control Spirit Hall.

Qian Daochen had never considered a second answer.

"Since I am still here."

"Spirit Hall naturally belongs to the Qian Family."

"Is Bibi Dong worthy of laying a hand on it?"

Bibi Dong had only been able to ascend to the position of Pope because of Qian Daoliu's concessions.

After Qian Xunji's death, Qian Daoliu had not reclaimed the Pope's authority.

Instead, he had handed most of Spirit Hall's affairs over to Bibi Dong.

Years passed.

The Papal Hall's power continued to grow.

Meanwhile, the Worship Hall gradually withdrew from Spirit Hall's daily management.

Qian Daoliu clearly possessed the strength to suppress Bibi Dong, yet he allowed her to cultivate her own forces.

In the end, Bibi Dong had even intended to replace Spirit Hall with the Spirit Hall Empire.

At this thought, Qian Daochen's expression remained calm.

"That kid Daoliu."

"The older he gets, the more muddleheaded he becomes."

"After I return, it seems I'll have to teach him a proper lesson."

Qian Daoliu had guarded the Angel God's Temple for many years.

He had made no major mistakes in cultivation or faith.

But when it came to the family and Spirit Hall, he had handled things terribly.

Qian Daochen thought of Qian Renxue.

The indifference in his eyes lessened somewhat.

"Before going back."

"I should bring Xue'er a gift."

Qian Daochen took a step across the clouds.

Ahead of him, the Star Dou Great Forest had appeared at the edge of his vision.

He had originally planned to pass directly through the forest.

But after entering the skies above the Star Dou Great Forest, Qian Daochen suddenly stopped.

The Ancient Sword at his waist trembled lightly.

His gaze fell deep into the forest, where an exceptionally unique aura existed.

Light.

The Dragon Clan.

And a life force extremely compatible with butterfly-type Soul Beasts.

Three auras appearing on a single Soul Beast.

Even Qian Daochen took a few extra looks.

"What is that?"

The next moment.

The figure in white transformed into a streak of sword light.

The clouds split down the middle.

The sword light crossed hundreds of miles and instantly entered the depths of the forest.

Star Dou Great Forest.

Within a valley filled with golden flowers.

A peculiar Soul Beast lay at the center of the sea of flowers.

Its body was not large.

Yet when its wings spread, they spanned more than ten meters.

Each butterfly wing was a brilliant gold, with dragon scale-like patterns lining its edges.

A row of fine silver-white scales grew along its back.

At the center of its forehead was a Light Dragon Mark.

Golden motes drifted continuously in all directions as its butterfly wings stretched.

The Soul Beast had just raised its head.

When a streak of white sword light descended into the valley.

The sea of flowers bent outward from the center.

Qian Daochen stood several steps away.

The Soul Beast's butterfly wings suddenly spread behind it, and Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Power erupted in an instant.

Brilliant light gathered into hundreds of golden light blades.

The dragon scale patterns lit up at that very moment as well.

It wanted to flee.

But the sword light had come too quickly.

From the moment Qian Daochen appeared in the valley to the moment he stood before it, not even a breath had passed.

The Soul Beast immediately thrust all the golden light blades forward.

Its butterfly wings beat heavily.

Its body turned toward the other side of the valley.

Qian Daochen raised a finger.

"Stop."

With a light flick of his fingertip, a tiny streak of sword light flew out.

The hundreds of golden light blades shattered at once.

The sword light continued forward.

A straight sword scar appeared amid the golden sea of flowers.

The Soul Beast had only just taken flight when Sword Intent forced its body back to the ground.

Its butterfly wings could no longer beat.

Its Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Power was completely sealed within its body as well.

It tried struggling a few times.

But its body could not move even half an inch.

Qian Daochen walked up to it.

Its golden butterfly wings pressed against the sea of flowers.

The Dragon Mark on its forehead had already dimmed.

Realizing the gap between them was far too great, the Soul Beast simply withdrew all its power.

It spread its four wings flat against the ground.

Its body flopped directly down as well.

It was not running anymore.

And it was not resisting anymore.

Qian Daochen stopped.

He looked at the Soul Beast lying flat in the sea of flowers and did not speak for a moment.

After a while, he raised an eyebrow.

"Have you simply given up?"

The Soul Beast raised its head.

"I can't beat you."

"I can't run away."

"If you want my Soul Ring, then do it."

It placed its head back among the flowers, its golden antennae drooping as well.

Qian Daochen looked at the butterfly wings on its back.

"What Soul Beast are you?"

The golden butterfly wings twitched lightly.

"Light Dragon God Butterfly."

Qian Daochen's gaze rested on the Dragon Mark on its forehead.

A Light Dragon God Butterfly.

This type of Soul Beast was indeed exceptionally rare.

Butterfly-type Soul Beasts generally had weak bodies, while Dragon Clan bloodlines excelled at strengthening the physique.

The power of light could also elevate the essence of life.

Only when all three bloodlines converged could a Light Dragon God Butterfly be born.

Its talent far surpassed that of ordinary Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts.

But the life origin of the Light Dragon God Butterfly before him had already begun to decline.

The Soul Power within its body had also stalled at the hundred-thousand-year level.

With its bloodline, it should not have possessed only this level of cultivation.

Qian Daochen withdrew the Sword Intent suppressing the Light Dragon God Butterfly.

"Have you been injured?"

The Light Dragon God Butterfly slowly folded its wings.

The Light Dragon God Butterfly stood up again.

"No."

"Then why has your life essence declined?"

The Light Dragon God Butterfly fell silent for a moment.

The Light Dragon God Butterfly looked toward the sky above the valley.

"I don't know either."

"Ever since I was born, my cultivation speed had always been very fast."

"In less than ten thousand years, I had gained the cultivation other soul beasts needed tens of thousands of years to achieve."

"I also passed the Hundred-Thousand-Year Tribulation without issue."

The Light Dragon God Butterfly lowered its head and looked at its golden wings.

"But from that day onward, my cultivation could no longer improve."

"No matter how much heaven and earth energy I absorbed, my Soul Power would dissipate on its own the next day."

"I consumed many heavenly treasures."

"I also went to the Lake of Life in the Star Dou Great Forest."

"After those powers entered my body, they all vanished."

The Light Dragon God Butterfly spread one wing.

Several grayish-white streaks had already appeared at the base of the originally brilliant golden butterfly wing.

"I have remained at the hundred-thousand-year cultivation level for too long."

"If soul beasts cannot break through, their lives will reach an end."

"In recent years, even my bloodline has begun to decay."

The Light Dragon God Butterfly looked at Qian Daochen again.

"I was never injured by other soul beasts."

"There is nothing wrong with my body either."

"But heaven and earth simply will not allow me to keep cultivating. It is as though the entire world is targeting me."

The Light Dragon God Butterfly lowered its antennae.

"In a few more years, I will die of old age."

"I possess the bloodlines of light, the Dragon Clan, and divine butterflies."

"I clearly could have gone farther."

"Why must I stop at a hundred thousand years?"