Qian Daochen's Swordsmanship! Qian Daoliu vs. Chen Jianjun! One Sword Cleaves the Heavens!

Qian Renxue blinked.

"Why?"

"Relying on the Clear Sky Hammer's superior frontal offensive power, he repeatedly suppressed the Angel Sacred Sword in our clashes."

Qian Daoliu raised his head toward the Heavenly Screen.

"Back then, my skills were inferior, so I accepted my defeat."

"Later, my elder brother taught me the Heaven-Slaying Sword-Draw Technique. Naturally, I wanted Tang Chen to taste defeat as well."

At this point,

Qian Daoliu chuckled twice.

"Unfortunately."

"He ran too fast."

The several worshippers standing in the distance turned their heads at the same time.

Mighty Lion Douluo raised a hand and rubbed his nose.

Subduing Demon Douluo lowered his head and wiped his Coiling Dragon Staff.

It was their first time hearing the High Priest personally admit that he had always remembered that past defeat.

Qian Renxue looked toward Slaughter City.

"Tang Chen has already received the Heavenly Dao's reward."

"Will he still come to fulfill the agreement?"

"He will."

Qian Daoliu gave his answer.

"Tang Chen takes victory and defeat very seriously."

"Now that he has broken free of the Nine-Headed Bat King and obtained a 500,000-Year Soul Ring, a divine artifact, and Incomplete Godhood—"

"Once he finishes absorbing these rewards, the first thing he will do is leave Slaughter City."

Qian Daoliu's right hand settled on the Angel Sacred Sword.

Golden divine light flowed along the scabbard.

He had remembered that sword strike he had failed to unleash thirty years ago just as clearly.

"I'm looking forward to it as well."

"Tang Chen."

"This time, can you still receive my sword?"

Within the Angel God's Temple,

the Six-Winged Angel Statue cast forth broad swathes of golden light.

The six wings behind Qian Daoliu spread open as well.

Sword intent accumulated over many years slowly flowed along the edges of his wings.