A test of pressure

Li Xun stood at the entrance of the Worship Hall, took a deep breath, raised his hand to push the door open, and the heavy hall door silently swung open inward.

The hall was spacious and solemn, with a very high dome through which golden rays of sunlight streamed down, illuminating the entire Great Hall with a sacred and majestic aura.

Beneath the Angel God Throne at the very top of the Great Hall, an elderly man in white robes and with an extraordinary and unparalleled aura stood quietly with his hands behind his back. He was none other than Qian Daoliu, the Sea God of the Spirit Hall.

Beside Qian Daoliu, Qian Renxue stood quietly. Her usually proud and bright eyes were now filled with a hint of worry. Her gaze was fixed on Li Xun, who was slowly walking into the hall, and her heart was secretly tense.

On either side of the Great Hall, six figures with vast and powerful auras stood in a row, solemn and silent.

Six Worshippers have arrived!

Golden Crocodile Douluo, Azure Luan Douluo, Mighty Lion Douluo, Light Feather Douluo, Qian Jun Douluo, and Demon Subduing Douluo unleashed their full auras, their unparalleled Pressure spreading silently.

The moment Li Xun stepped into the palace, six pairs of deep, sharp eyes locked onto him.

There was no word, no action.

But the next second, a terrifying Pressure, like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami, capable of crushing ordinary Titled Douluo, erupted from the Six Worshippers simultaneously, sweeping and crushing towards Li Xun!

This isn't a deliberate attempt to cause trouble; it's a joint probe!

They wanted to see just how powerful this person, who crushed his peers, topped the competition, stole Xiao Xue's heart, and was the future successor of the Asura God, truly was.

A terrifying pressure enveloped him, the air seemed to freeze instantly, and his bones felt as if they were about to creak under the immense force.

If an ordinary Titled Douluo were in this situation, under the combined Pressure of the Six Worshippers, their legs would have gone weak and they would have been unable to move an inch, and they would have even had to bend over to bear the pressure.

But Li Xun was clear-headed and instantly saw through everyone's intentions.

It was just a test.

He felt no fear whatsoever, nor did he flinch in the slightest.

In the instant his thoughts stirred, a dark and murderous aura of blood-red energy surged forth from his body, and the fierce and domineering Divine Slaughter's Domain was unleashed in full force! The extreme killing aura raged and overwhelmed, forcefully resisting the Pressure from most of the Soul Master Six Worshippers.

Immediately following behind, two extremely dazzling Martial Soul halos rose up simultaneously from behind him.

The Four Swords of Zhu Xian shone with a fierce light, their sharpness fully revealed! The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation Diagram was mysterious and profound!

Twin Martial Souls, fully activated!

With dual foundations superimposed on the Divine Slaughter's Domain, layers of barriers firmly protect him, unloading, blocking, and dissolving the mountain-like pressure layer by layer.

Having done all this, Li Xun remained calm and composed, steadily making his way deeper into the Great Hall towards Qian Daoliu.

One step, two steps, three steps... Calm and composed, as steady as a rock!

At that moment, the pupils of Six Worshippers on both sides shrank, their faces filled with disbelief and shock!

The combined Pressure released by the six of them was so great that even a veteran Titled Douluo would be unable to move, and would have difficulty breathing.

But this young boy in front of me not only held on firmly, but also moved forward steadily under heavy pressure, his aura remaining completely intact!

The group of worshippers were deeply shaken, secretly astonished: this kid's talent, foundation, and temperament have long surpassed the realm of ordinary geniuses; it's simply unbelievable!

Just as the Six Worshippers changing their expressions and secretly horrified, Qian Daoliu was at the very front of the Great Hall, slowly raised his eyes.

A glint of light flickered in his aged, deep golden eyes as he watched Li Xun steadily advance, dominating the entire arena. Finally, he made his move himself.

A vast, boundless, and supremely pure Angel God silently emanated from his body.

Unlike the oppressive Soul Power of Soul Master, this was the true power of a deity—noble, holy, and profound, carrying the suppressive force of a top -Plane, which crashed down upon the Pressure of the Six Worshippers!

Instantly, the pressure in the entire arena increased several times over!

A sacred golden light crushed all killing intent and sharpness, enveloping the entire Great Hall and locking onto Li Xun.

At the very moment the Angel God Power invaded Li Xun's body—

The dormant Asura power within him was fully unleashed!

The dark, domineering, and bloodthirsty Asura God Power surged uncontrollably from his meridians, bone marrow, and the depths of his soul!

A dense, red aura of killing intent surged into the sky, colliding and clashing with the golden, sacred light that filled the heavens!

A sacred and a bloodthirsty, righteous and rebellious, intensely intertwined within the boy!

Qian Daoliu shuddered, his aged body suddenly stiffened, and the calmness in his eyes shattered completely, replaced by astonishment and shock!

He saw it all clearly!

This is not a simple domain, nor is it Soul Power!

This is true Asura God Power!

This means that the boy before them is no longer someone who will have to wait until the future to receive the inheritance of the Asura God.

He has now truly received the inheritance of the Asura God!

At this age, with this level of progress and this depth of knowledge, it completely overturned his understanding!

Shocked, Qian Daoliu no longer had any intention of probing and immediately withdrew all the Angel God Power around him.

At the same time, the Six Worshippers on both sides simultaneously withdrew their attacks, and the terrifying Pressure had been overwhelming the entire area vanished completely in an instant.

The entire Worship Hall instantly returned to silence.

Qian Daoliu stared at the tall, imposing young man before him, whose murderous aura lingered yet whose composure remained unwavering, and remained silent for Jiujiu.

Qian Renxue, who was standing to the side, relaxed her tense nerves, and the worry in her eyes faded away, quietly turning into a touch of pride.

She rushed to Li Xun's side, wrapped her arms tightly around his waist, and gently pressed her cheek against his chest. The anxiety that had gripped her the whole time finally subsided.

She looked up at Qian Daoliu on the high platform, her beautiful eyes filled with a hint of coquettish anger, and her soft yet righteously reproachful voice rang out:

"Grandfather! It was one thing for Grandfather Golden Crocodile and the others to test us, but they could have stopped there. Why did you have to personally exert pressure on them!"

"He's so young, how could he withstand your Pressure! What if you hurt him?"

This playful scolding was unrestrained, direct, and affectionate.

She was the only goddess among the Angel Lineage, and was already showered with affection by Qian Daoliu. At this moment, she was protecting her beloved without holding back in the slightest.

On both sides of the Great Hall, the six enshrined figures, including Golden Crocodile Douluo, fell silent.

Their joint pressure was a tacit test of each other's strength, but no one expected the eldest brother to suddenly escalate the situation personally!

On the high platform, Qian Daoliu watched his granddaughter tightly hugging Li Xun, her eyes full of protectiveness. A rare hint of helplessness and gentleness surfaced in his usually calm eyes.

He sighed softly, nodded calmly, and his voice carried a hint of apology:

"It's Grandfather's fault, Xue'er is sorry!"

Qian Renxue gave a soft snort, "Then Xue'er forgives Grandfather."

Li Xun, who was being supported by Qian Renxue, felt a warmth in his heart upon hearing this.

He gently wrapped his arm around Qian Renxue's slender waist, feeling the girl's complete and unconditional protection, then looked up at Qian Daoliu, his tone calm:

"The Grand Worshipper has no need to apologize; this junior can still handle it."

Qian Renxue, however, wouldn't have it, burying herself in his arms and muttering softly, "Even if I can handle it, it's not okay. No one is allowed to bully you."

In the pure white and sacred Worship Hall, all solemnity and majesty dissipated, and a sense of helplessness rose in the hearts of Qian Daoliu and the six worshippers.

She's not even married yet, and she's already siding with outsiders.