Spirit Hall's Second Divine Martial Soul Inheritance: Blue Silver Emperor! Qian Daoliu's Shock: Who Is Lan Yu?

"A Quasi-Super Divine Artifact?!"

Qian Yuhan's beautiful eyes widened slightly, disbelief written across her face.

"That's right."

Poseidon gave a wry smile.

"And judging by how confident he looked, he definitely had other trump cards hidden up his sleeve.

I suspect he intended to use this Ranking Screen as an opportunity to break through to the God King Realm.

So you don't need to worry about him. You should worry about the people in the lower realm who've crossed him."

Qian Yuhan fell silent for a moment. Then a gentle smile bloomed on her beautiful face.

"That does sound like him. He always keeps his trump cards well hidden."

Poseidon looked at her and asked tentatively:

"Once the Ranking Screen's blockade lifts and the Divine Realm regains control over the lower realm, will you go down and see him?

After all... it's been twenty thousand years."

Qian Yuhan's gaze shifted, a flicker of complicated emotion crossing her eyes.

"Twenty thousand years..."

She murmured the words softly, then shook her head.

"We'll see.

Now that I know he's safe, I can rest easy.

What matters most right now is finding out what this Ranking Screen intends to reveal."

Despite what she said, after bidding Poseidon farewell and returning to her Angel Temple, Qian Yuhan could not help worrying.

"A power that can even shut out the God Realm Core... What if it targets him?"

Qian Yuhan murmured to herself, unable to put her mind at ease.

She closed her eyes and tried to contact the strand of Divine Sense she had left inside the Angel God Statue in the Worship Hall of Spirit City on Douluo Continent.

She had not held out much hope. After all, the Divine Realm had been completely cut off.

Yet to her surprise, although the Divine Realm could no longer send power down to Douluo Star to exert its control,

the strands of Divine Sense already present in the lower realm could still establish a faint connection!

"It actually connected..."

Qian Yuhan felt a little relieved.

Meanwhile, in the Worship Hall of Spirit City on Douluo Continent,

Qian Daoliu was looking up at the golden Ranking Screen in the sky.

His blood still raced as he wondered where he would place among the "Ten Pinnacle Soul Masters."

And what reward would the Ranking Screen grant him afterward?

Suddenly, the massive Six-Winged Angel Statue at the center of the hall erupted with brilliant, holy golden light.

The overwhelming pressure of a god instantly filled the entire hall.

Qian Daoliu froze, then broke into an ecstatic expression. Without hesitation, he dropped to both knees and kowtowed with utmost devotion:

"The Angel God has manifested!

Your servant Qian Daoliu welcomes the Divine Ancestor's descent!"

Qian Yuhan's ethereal, majestic voice came from within the statue:

"Rise, Qian Daoliu."

"Thank you, Divine Ancestor!"

Qian Daoliu rose respectfully, but kept his head bowed as he asked excitedly,

"Divine Ancestor, have you delivered this divine decree because of the mysterious Ranking Screen in the sky?"

"Yes."

Qian Yuhan's voice echoed through the hall.

"The Ranking Screen's power is highly unusual. The Divine Realm can no longer interfere in the affairs of the lower realm.

I can only communicate with you through this strand of Divine Sense."

Qian Daoliu was shaken. Even the Divine Realm could not interfere?!

He hurriedly asked:

"Then how should we at Spirit Hall proceed, Divine Ancestor?

This Ranking Screen..."

"Watch and wait. Do nothing rash."

Qian Yuhan's voice was stern.

"Whatever stands behind the Ranking Screen is unfathomable. Until the rankings are complete, Spirit Hall must not instigate any trouble."

"Your servant obeys!"

Qian Daoliu answered respectfully, then ventured another question.

"Divine Ancestor, the Ranking Screen said everyone listed would receive a supreme reward. Might your servant..."

Qian Yuhan cut him off:

"Whether you make the list is up to fate.

But I contacted you today to entrust you with another, more important task."

"Command me, Divine Ancestor! Your servant would give his life to carry it out!"

"Use Spirit Hall's entire intelligence network to keep watch for someone."

Qian Yuhan paused. A barely perceptible tremor entered her voice.

"His name is Lan Yu.

If you learn anything about him, or if his name appears on the Ranking Screen, report to me immediately through the statue.

Remember: if you encounter him, everyone in Spirit Hall must treat him with the highest courtesy. You must not offend him in the slightest!"

Shock surged through Qian Daoliu.

Lan Yu?

Who was this man?

To think the lofty Angel God Ancestor valued him so highly that she had issued an absolute order never to offend him!

But he did not dare ask. He immediately bowed low.

"Your servant will remember!

I will commit all of Spirit Hall's resources to keeping track of Lord Lan Yu!"

After kowtowing and accepting the order, Qian Daoliu could no longer contain his astonishment. He asked cautiously:

"Forgive me, Divine Ancestor, but I dare to ask... Who exactly is Lord Lan Yu?"

The golden light on the statue flickered, and Qian Yuhan gave a soft sigh.

"I have kept this hidden for twenty thousand years.

Now that the Ranking Screen has appeared and the Divine Realm faces unknown dangers, there is no harm in telling you."

Qian Daoliu jerked his head up, horror filling his eyes.

"Twenty thousand years?!

Divine Ancestor, could Lord Lan Yu... have lived for twenty thousand years?"

Qian Yuhan did not answer directly. Instead, she asked:

"Qian Daoliu, do you know of the Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline passed down within the Angel Clan for twenty thousand years?"

At the name, Qian Daoliu trembled, long-buried memories rushing to the surface.

"Of course your servant remembers!"

He answered at once.

"Spirit Hall's most secret ancient records state that

when the Divine Ancestor ascended to the Divine Realm twenty thousand years ago, you left Spirit Hall two God Rank Martial Soul inheritances.

The first was the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, passed down through our line.

And the second... was the Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul!"

Twenty thousand years ago, before Lan Yu left Douluo Continent,

he had decided to seal all records about himself within the Blue Silver Emperor God Statue he had arranged to have built in advance.

Only Lan Yu himself and Qian Yuhan could decide to open the statue

and reveal the records of his existence from twenty thousand years ago.

At this point, hesitation crossed Qian Daoliu's face. He gave a wry smile.

"But Divine Ancestor, over these twenty thousand years, the Angel Clan has had countless descendants, yet not one has awakened the Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline.

At times, your servant has even wondered whether the Blue Silver Emperor inheritance... truly exists."

"Of course it does."

A trace of complicated emotion colored Qian Yuhan's voice.

"It is simply that the bloodline's power is too overwhelming and unusual for ordinary descendants to bear."

Qian Daoliu was thoroughly confused. What did the Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline have to do with Lord Lan Yu?

Qian Yuhan saw his confusion and instructed him calmly:

"Go to Douluo Hall now.

Deep within it stands a sealed statue. Once you see it, you will understand."

Qian Daoliu did not dare delay. He immediately set off at a brisk pace for the depths of Douluo Hall.

Passing through layer after layer of inviolable restrictions, he arrived before an ancient stone door that had remained sealed for twenty thousand years.

This was an absolute forbidden ground that every successive Great Enshrined had been strictly prohibited from entering.