Qian Yu Entrusts His Charge, Destroy Clear Sky Sect and Kill Bibi Dong—Even Golden Crocodile Was Stopped by Qian Daoliu?

Inside Papal Hall.

Bibi Dong looked at Qian Yu on the Ranking Screen, a trace of coldness and disgust flashing through her eyes.

"A former pope of the Qian Clan..."

Bibi Dong snorted coldly, her fingers tightening around her scepter.

"The same hypocrisy, passed down through the bloodline.

Golden Crocodile, so you were Qian Yu's disciple as well.

No wonder you have guarded Consecration Hall so stubbornly all these years, opposing me at every turn."

Yue Guan lowered his head, trembling too much to speak.

After all, this concerned the secrets of Wuhun Hall's former pope and the Qian Clan. One careless word could mean death.

Gui Mei, meanwhile, transmitted his voice softly from the side.

"Your Holiness, with Golden Crocodile's connection to Qian Daoliu, it seems we can no longer win Consecration Hall over."

Bibi Dong sneered.

"Win them over?

Why would I need to win them over?

Once I fully control the Rakshasa Divine Power, Golden Crocodile, Silver Crocodile, whoever they are, they will all kneel beneath my feet!"

Sunset Forest.

Jia Lin rested her chin on her hand as she looked at Qian Yu on the Ranking Screen, asking curiously.

"Dad, was this Qian Yu very powerful?

He looks even fiercer than Qian Daoliu is now."

Lan Yu lifted his teacup and replied calmly.

"Qian Yu was an exceptionally talented figure in his day. Unfortunately, he failed to take that final step.

Still, he laid an immensely solid foundation for Wuhun Hall. Golden Crocodile and Qian Daoliu were both the most precious assets he left behind for Wuhun Hall."

In the past, Lan Yu had not cared much about Douluo Continent.

But after returning to Douluo Continent this time, Lan Yu had learned about its history through the Blue Silver Grass scattered throughout the land.

This included certain glorious moments in Golden Crocodile Douluo's life.

That was right. With the blessing of the Late Bloomer destiny and the Blue Silver Emperor Sovereign bloodline,

Lan Yu could not only gather the power of faith from Blue Silver Grass,

but also piece together the past he wished to see from the memories engraved in the souls of countless Blue Silver Grass.

Jia Lin nodded and looked back at the Ranking Screen.

"Then this old crocodile's feature should be getting to the time when he became famous, right?"

Lan Yu set down his teacup and smiled.

"Keep watching. Golden Crocodile lived through three generations of change in Wuhun Hall. His story was about far more than cultivation."

The image on the Ranking Screen shifted once more.

Golden auspicious clouds gathered into rapidly flashing scenes, depicting the glorious years of a powerful man.

[In the scene, Golden Crocodile had reached middle age and was in the prime of his life.]

[He followed Pope Qian Yu across the lands, expanding Wuhun Hall's territory.

At the age of fifty, Golden Crocodile successfully broke through Rank 90 and became a Title Douluo.

Title: Golden Crocodile.]

[Not long afterward, former Pope Qian Yu's life was nearing its end.

On his deathbed, he entrusted the still-young Qian Daoliu, along with all of Wuhun Hall, to Golden Crocodile.]

In the scene, Qian Yu lay pale upon his sickbed, yet he gripped Golden Crocodile's hand tightly. His voice was weak but resolute.

"Golden Crocodile, Daoliu may possess peerless talent, but he is too proud by nature and easily broken.

From now on, you must protect him in my stead. Protect the Qian Clan's bloodline."

Golden Crocodile, nearly sixty years old, dropped to one knee. His eyes were bloodshot as he swore to the heavens.

"Rest assured, Teacher. So long as Golden Crocodile still draws breath, I will never allow anyone to harm the young master. I swear to serve the Qian Clan until death!"

Inside Consecration Hall.

Qian Daoliu watched this scene and closed his eyes. At last, two streams of tears slid down his aged cheeks.

"Second Brother, you truly fulfilled your promise all these years.

Had you not held Consecration Hall, I might have followed Father long ago."

Golden Crocodile Douluo shook his head, his eyes filled with steadfastness and the weariness of time.

"Big Brother, I will never forget Teacher's kindness.

Protecting you and Xiaoxue is my duty.

It is only a pity that I failed to protect Xunji back then..."

At this point, Golden Crocodile Douluo's gaze suddenly turned incomparably sharp as he stared fixedly at the Ranking Screen.

Because the image had already shifted to the turning point that completely altered Wuhun Hall's path.

[As the years passed, Qian Daoliu succeeded as pope, then later stepped behind the scenes to become the Grand Consecrator.

Qian Xunji became the new generation's pope.]

[Golden Crocodile Douluo withdrew into Consecration Hall and no longer involved himself in worldly affairs.]

[Until that night: Pope Qian Xunji was severely wounded by Tang Hao and fled back to Wuhun Hall in disgrace.]

The scene suddenly became dark and oppressive.

The gravely wounded Qian Xunji lay in a secret chamber deep within Papal Hall, barely clinging to life.

Outside the chamber, Golden Crocodile Douluo stood guard with the other consecrators of Consecration Hall. His face was livid, and murderous intent surged from his body.

"Big Brother!

Tang Hao actually dared to wound Xunji so severely!

I will lead Consecration Hall to raze Clear Sky Sect at once and tear Tang Hao to pieces!"

Golden Crocodile in the scene was furious beyond measure. His violent Rank 98 Soul Power made all of Papal Mountain tremble violently.

Yet Qian Daoliu stopped him outside the secret chamber and sighed.

"Second Brother, you must not.

Although Tang Chen's whereabouts are unknown, Clear Sky Sect's foundations remain.

Furthermore, Xunji began this battle by forcibly seizing the Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor. If we openly tear all pretenses apart, the entire continent will be plunged into misery."

Inside the Crown Prince's Residence of Heaven Dou City.

Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe, stared at the Ranking Screen without blinking. Her breathing became extremely rapid.

Her hands clenched so tightly inside her sleeves that they turned white, her nails digging deeply into her flesh.

"Grandfather... actually stopped Second Grandfather from taking revenge?"

Qian Renxue gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"Why?

Could there have been some hidden reason behind this?"

Inside Papal Hall.

Bibi Dong's originally cold expression froze completely at that moment, and her pupils abruptly shrank to pinpoints.

"Damn Ranking Screen... Is it even going to reveal this scene?!"

Killing intent surged wildly within Bibi Dong. Her scepter emitted a piercing scraping sound from the excessive force of her grip.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei were even more terrified, their faces drained of all color as they nearly collapsed to the ground.

On the Ranking Screen, night completely shrouded Papal Hall.

[Yet what Golden Crocodile Douluo never expected was that

Qian Xunji did not ultimately die beneath Tang Hao's hammer, but within Wuhun Hall's safest and most heavily guarded secret chamber.]

The scene shifted. The severely wounded and dying Qian Xunji lay on his bed, struggling for every breath.

The door to the secret chamber slowly opened.

A graceful figure radiating endless resentment and an evil aura walked inside step by step.

It was Bibi Dong in her youth.

"Bibi Dong... You, what are you trying to do?"

A trace of terror flashed through Qian Xunji's eyes in the scene.

Bibi Dong said nothing. She merely sneered as the Death Spider Emperor Martial Soul behind her instantly possessed her. Countless strands of venomous spider silk immediately wrapped around Qian Xunji.

Amid a miserable scream, Qian Xunji's body began to melt away rapidly,

turning into pure Soul Power and blood that Bibi Dong devoured frantically.

When Golden Crocodile Douluo and Qian Daoliu sensed that something was wrong and burst through the door, only bloodstains remained all over the secret chamber,

along with Bibi Dong, whose body radiated Rakshasa aura and whose expression was utterly crazed.