The Great Battle Finally Began

Dense golden light surged above the Clear Sky Sect. The sect's disciples were blinded by the dazzling radiance, unable to open their eyes. Instinctively, they raised their hands to shield them.

On Spirit Hall's side, led by the Golden Bell Douluo and Silver Hammer Douluo, everyone widened their eyes, their faces filled with reverence and pride.

Amid the surging light, six enormous golden wings gradually emerged and unfolded, revealing the giant phantom of a Six-Winged Angel with its hands clasped in prayer.

The Six-Winged Angel slowly spread its hands. Qian Xunji, clad in golden holy armor beneath a crimson ceremonial robe, wearing the Nine-Curved Purple Gold Crown and standing on golden feathers, stepped out from the angel's phantom.

"His Holiness the Pope." Everyone from Spirit Hall simultaneously dropped to one knee.

Qian Xunji waved a hand, signaling them to rise. Then, with his hands behind his back, he looked down arrogantly at the Clear Sky Sect. "The three-day deadline has passed. Clear Sky Sect, hand over that Transformed Soul Beast. My patience is limited."

Facing Qian Xunji's coercion, every Clear Sky Sect disciple had bloodshot eyes and panted heavily, glaring up at him as though their eyes would split. They dared to be angry but did not dare speak.

"Damn it. I can't take this anymore." Among the Clear Sky Sect's six elders, the Fifth Elder, whose temper was second only to the Seventh Elder Tang Lie's, stepped forward, instinctively intending to make a move. However, the Second Elder Tang Bai stopped him with a look.

"What, do you want to plunge the Clear Sky Sect into eternal ruin?" Tang Bai rebuked in a low voice.

Hearing this, the Fifth Elder gritted his teeth and reluctantly stepped back.

"Sixth Brother, just in case, have the sect's elderly, women, children, and