Within the Worship Hall, holy golden light flowed like water across the white jade floor, making the Radiant Sacred Dragon Egg that had commandeered Qian Daoliu's meditation cushion shine all the more brilliantly.
The dragon patterns on its shell were already shifting like living creatures. Each ripple carried a faint hum of energy, as though a sleeping dragon were slowly awakening deep within.
Qian Daoliu was intently observing the dragon egg's changes when the Chaos Bell's ancient, resonant voice suddenly sounded in his mind:
"A strand of divine consciousness just swept across the Worship Hall. Fortunately, the residual divine power of the Angel God Statue protected it, and the intruder failed to glimpse anything inside."
Qian Daoliu raised his brows slightly, and the pale golden soul power curling around his fingertips briefly faltered.
Qian Daoliu raised his brows slightly, and the pale golden soul power curling around his fingertips briefly faltered. Across the entire Divine Realm, very few could project their divine consciousness across the boundaries between planes into the heart of Spirit City-and warrant a special mention from the Chaos Bell.
After a moment's consideration, he already had his answer-it could scarcely be anyone but Asura God, who presided over slaughter.
"It was Asura God. It seems he has finally begun paying attention to the Douluo Continent."
Qian Daoliu murmured softly, brushing his fingertips over the dragon egg's surface as a deep, unfathomable gleam flashed through his golden eyes.
From what he knew of this God Realm Enforcer, his interest in the Douluo Continent was most likely part of his preparations for the future "Tang God-King."
After all, as Asura God's chosen successor, that person's thread of fate had long been closely entwined with the Divine Realm.
Yet Qian Daoliu could never have imagined that the brief visit of