Surviving at the Hands of a God!

Once Qian Xunji's injuries gradually stabilized, the healing Soul Douluos finally let out a sigh of relief. Just as they were about to await further instructions, the doors of the Pope Hall were pushed open. The five turned around and instantly felt their scalps tingle.

Who was that?!

That was the previous master of Spirit Hall, Qian Daoliu!

A legendary level 99 Peerless Douluo!

Many had already assumed he was dead. They never expected him to still be alive, much less to appear right before their eyes.

"Greetings, former Pope!" The five healing Soul Douluos immediately dropped to their knees.

Qian Daoliu kept a cold expression and said nothing. He walked step by step toward Qian Xunji, who lay on the bed, then directly grasped his wrist. Only after sensing that the injuries within Qian Xunji's body had stabilized and showed no signs of worsening did he release him, his expression easing considerably.

"That's enough. You may leave," Qian Chenzhou said, pointing at the healing Soul Emperor who had been carried on Ghost's back while treating Qian Xunji all the way until he collapsed from exhaustion. "Wait a few days. You will be rewarded."

The six exchanged glances.

With Peerless Douluo Qian Daoliu here, this little brat still dared to issue orders so directly. Was he tired of living?

Only a handful of people knew about Qian Chenzhou's birth, and the news had not yet been announced to the outside world.

Yue Guan looked at the six, who were still standing there stupidly. "What are you still standing around for? Come out with me."

With Yue Guan speaking up, the six had long wanted to leave this suffocating place. They lowered their heads and quickly headed outside.

After leaving the Pope Hall, Ghost looked at the six. "Today's matter..."

"We know nothing!" the six replied in unison.

What a joke!

They had all lived for many years and understood the stakes perfectly. They were not hotheaded fools. If they really spread the news, they might not even last two days before their soul power suddenly went berserk and they died inexplicably in their own homes!

"Go."

At Ghost's command, the five hurriedly carried the exhausted healing Soul Emperor toward Spirit City, not daring to delay in the slightest.

Yue Guan and Ghost had also expended an enormous amount of strength. Outside the Pope Hall, they sat cross-legged and closed their eyes to cultivate, restoring their soul power.

As for the captured Tang Xiao, who cared about him!

They could discuss that after the Pope's injuries had improved. Even with Ci Xue's poison in him, Tang Xiao's soul power was strong enough that being locked up for a few days would not kill him. It would only make him wish he were dead!

Qian Daoliu looked at Qian Xunji, whose condition had gradually stabilized, then sat beside the bed and asked, "What happened?"

At present, the relationship between Spirit Hall and the Offering Hall was naturally excellent. They were united from top to bottom, without the scheming and internal strife of the era when Bibi Dong held power.

They had merely gone to seize a hundred-thousand-year soul beast, along with Tang Hao, who had just entered the Titled Douluo rank and lacked a soul ring, and Tang Xiao, who had entered the Soul Douluo rank. How had things ended up like this?

Qian Xunji coughed twice and explained the entire situation.

As one of the main characters in that dramatic battle, no one understood Tang Hao's transformation before and after better than he did.

That abrupt change could not possibly be explained by any ordinary mutation.

"Big brother, are you saying Tang Hao's hammer suddenly changed, and that the Death God Domain was directly compressed into the hammer?" Qian Chenzhou asked with a frown.

"Yes," Qian Xunji answered softly. "From the moment I smashed him into the mountain until he came back out, Tang Hao seemed like a completely different person."

"Could there have been something inside that mountain?" Qian Daoliu also frowned.

He truly could not make sense of such a situation.

If Tang Hao really could undergo such a tremendous transformation, then that disciple absolutely could not be allowed to live!

Before this, Qian Daoliu would never have violated his agreement with Tang Chen and attacked the Clear Sky Sect. Besides, given his strength, attacking a junior who had only just become a Titled Douluo would have been beneath him.

But things were different now!

"Father, this isn't Big Brother's fault," Qian Chenzhou said calmly. He then looked at Qian Daoliu. "Even if you had been there, you would not have gained any advantage."

As a level 99 Peerless Douluo standing at the pinnacle of the entire continent, Qian Daoliu was naturally extremely displeased by his youngest son's words.

What did he mean, even if he had been there, he would not have gained any advantage?!

Was this boy looking down on the strength of a Peerless Douluo too much?!

Seeing Qian Daoliu's changing expression, Qian Chenzhou knew that he did not believe him. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he said, "Tang Hao was probably possessed by another player."

"Possessed by another player?"

The unfamiliar term surprised Qian Daoliu somewhat, and he did not understand what it meant.

"Tang Hao was probably being controlled by the Asura God King. That compressed Death God Domain is the best proof," Qian Chenzhou said calmly. "Before Spirit Hall's era, Evil Soul Masters ran rampant. The Asura God King was a soul master who became a god through slaughter. Before him, I had never heard of anyone being able to compress the Death God Domain into their martial soul."

He then turned to Qian Xunji. "Big brother, you should be glad that you survived at the hands of a god—moreover, the most powerful God King in the God Realm."

"After all, our family's Angel God is only a first-class god."

After hearing this, Qian Xunji felt a lingering fear, but also immense relief at having survived the ordeal. His previous dissatisfaction immediately vanished.

As long as he had not been defeated by that useless Tang Hao, he could accept it.

The one who had attacked him was a god, and the strongest God King at that. Surviving at his hands was already enough for Qian Xunji to boast about for the rest of his life!

After hearing this, Qian Daoliu likewise accepted Qian Chenzhou's earlier words.

As the Angel God's High Priest, he understood the terrifying strength of gods far more deeply than Qian Xunji did. Creating a Peerless Douluo was not difficult for a god at all.

Even if he had been there at the time, he absolutely would not have gained any advantage.

"Enough, Big Brother. Focus on recovering during this period," Qian Chenzhou said with a wave of his hand. He looked at Bibi Dong beside him. "From now on, Bibi Dong will manage Spirit Hall's affairs. Once you have recovered, you can focus on cultivation with peace of mind."

Qian Xunji looked at the little brat. He was trying to strip him of his authority!

Yet Qian Xunji had no objections.

He had already learned the general situation from his father and understood that if Spirit Hall was to become truly powerful in the end, both the number and quality of its Titled Douluos could not fall short.

It was perfect. Over the years, he had delayed too much cultivation because he needed to handle Spirit Hall's affairs. Stepping down would allow him to make up for it directly!

He would strive to enter the Super Douluo rank as soon as possible!

Bibi Dong had merely accompanied Qian Chenzhou to watch the show. She had never expected the position of Pope of Spirit Hall to be decided in just a few words and handed over to her completely. For a moment, she was utterly dumbfounded.