Spirit City, Douluo Hall.
"Big Brother, I'm back."
Azure Luan Douluo pushed open the hall doors and stepped inside.
"You're back."
Beneath the Angel God statue, Qian Daoliu opened his eyes, slowly turned around, and looked at the returning Azure Luan Douluo. Getting straight to the point, he asked, "What do you think of that child?"
"Very good!" Azure Luan Douluo showed no hesitation and decisively expressed his approval of Ouyang Ling.
"Oh?"
Yet Azure Luan Douluo's decisiveness made Qian Daoliu raise his brows slightly.
He knew his old brothers' temperaments well. For someone like Azure Luan to say such words meant his evaluation of Ouyang Ling was exceptionally high—high to an almost unbelievable degree—and certainly not without reason.
"Tell me about it. What exactly happened?" Though Qian Daoliu's tone held a trace of expectation when he asked this, it remained calm.
Yet Azure Luan Douluo's next words instantly changed Qian Daoliu's expression, leaving him unable to maintain the detached composure of an eminent master.
"Big Brother, I think there may be a god standing behind that child." Azure Luan Douluo spoke slowly, his tone unusually solemn.
"What?!"
Qian Daoliu's eyes widened. His body flickered slightly, and at a speed Azure Luan Douluo could barely perceive, he appeared before him in an instant.
"Why do you say that?"
His expression was incomparably grave, and his tone equally serious. This was no matter for jokes.
"I don't think I'm mistaken." Azure Luan Douluo nodded and gave his judgment. "When we withdrew from the Far North, that child somehow took out a divine artifact. As an attendant of the Angel God, I could never mistake the divine aura contained within it."
"Moreover, the power he unleashed through that divine artifact gave me the feeling that..." Azure Luan Douluo hesitated slightly before continuing,