The sharp crack of a crystal wineglass shattering against the floor seemed to break the frozen air.
Soul power surged wildly through Qian Fan. The phantom of his Death God Angel spread its pitch-black wings, and lightning from his Zeus Martial Soul danced in his palm. Yet beneath Xu Fangyuan's mountainlike pressure at the Supreme God Third Tier, he remained pinned in place, his feet almost sinking into the marble floor.
Xu Fangyuan's eyes burned red, veins bulging across his forehead. He pointed a trembling finger at Qian Fan, his voice nearly contorted by fury. "You... you beast!"
He staggered forward several steps, his luxurious robes heaving with his ragged breaths. "I treated you as my own flesh and blood and poured countless resources into raising you as the Holy Son. And you actually made my precious granddaughter..."
At that, he broke into violent coughing, traces of blood seeping between his fingers. "Pregnant with your child!" In his fury, he snatched the Bronze Wine Goblet from the table and hurled it at Qian Fan.
"No!" Xu Yuan'er cried. Nine soul rings suddenly lit up around her, and brilliant power of the stars poured forth like a mighty river.
With a sharp cry, she swept her slender hand forward. Star Chains instantly wound around the flying goblet.
With a thunderous crash, the aura of a Titled Douluo swept out in all directions, colliding with Xu Fangyuan's pressure in rippling waves. Even the candles in the hall flickered violently beneath that power.
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo rose at the same time, their auras as level 98 Super Douluos erupting. They exchanged a glance and released their martial souls in unspoken accord. Two beams of light, one blue-green and one purple, intertwined as they supported Xu Yuan'er and strengthened her power.
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