Qian Daoliu's pupils contracted slightly.
The Angel Sacred Sword immediately rose before him.
His six wings folded inward.
The golden sun contracted with them, forming one final holy barrier.
The sword light fell.
The blazing golden sun split down the middle.
The holy barrier held for only a moment before great cracks spread across it.
Crack!
The barrier shattered completely.
Azure Lotus sword light swept past Qian Daoliu's side.
The Six-Winged Angel True Body froze in midair.
A moment later.
The three wings on his left side were severed cleanly down the middle.
Golden Soul Power turned into specks of light and scattered across the entire plaza.
Without the support of his Angel True Body, Qian Daoliu fell from the sky.
His feet had only just touched the ground.
When a golden-blue streak of light arrived before him.
The Azure Lotus Sword stopped before his brow.
Less than half an inch remained between the sword tip and his skin.
The blazing golden radiance over the plaza completely faded.
The Angel Domain vanished.
The Six-Winged Angel True Body also merged back into his body.
The nine Soul Rings behind Qian Daoliu dimmed one by one.
The entire Douluo Hall plaza was so quiet that only the hum of the Azure Lotus Sword remained.
Chen Feng stood three steps away.
His white robes remained immaculate.
From the beginning of the battle to its end, his feet had moved less than a hundred feet from where he stood.
Qian Daoliu looked at the sword blade halted before his brow.
After a moment, he released the Angel Sacred Sword.
"This battle."
"I lost."
As his words fell.
The Spirit Hall elders around them all raised their heads.
Chrysanthemum Douluo looked toward the center of the plaza, unable to speak for a time.
Ghost Douluo's