Qian Daoliu's Probe

Li Changqing followed Qian Daoliu, flying straight over Spirit City.

Spirit City below was extraordinarily prosperous. It truly deserved its status as the center of Spirit Hall; its splendor surpassed even Heaven Dou City.

The people of Spirit City watched the two streaks of light race overhead, inwardly startled.

Normally, no one flew over Spirit City. Even a Titled Douluo was forbidden from doing so without urgent business.

Thus, everyone guessed that the two people who had just flown past must be powerful figures within Spirit Hall, with extremely urgent matters to attend to.

Inside the Papal Hall, Bibi Dong happened to see the two approaching streaks of light. From the aura of the Angel Martial Soul she so loathed, she recognized one of them as Qian Daoliu.

She had never seen the other person, however, and his aura felt exceedingly faint, almost as though he were an ordinary person.

That was impossible. Anyone who could fly without relying on a martial soul had to be at least a Titled Douluo. Yet she could sense no aura from him at all, and he could even keep up with Qian Daoliu.

That meant his strength far exceeded Bibi Dong's own.

Bibi Dong was immediately filled with doubt and alarm. Her first thought was that Qian Daoliu had brought back another powerful expert to join Spirit Hall.

She stared intently at Li Changqing as he flew toward the Worship Hall, murmuring to herself, "No, I must find a way to win him over to my side. At the very least, I can't let him side with the Worship Hall."

Just then, Li Changqing noticed Bibi Dong watching him and turned toward her with a faint smile.

Bibi Dong caught Li Changqing's smile and was inwardly startled.

"His perception is so keen, too.