"The Nuomi Church really does exist. Great Enshrined, why not take a look at this?" As Cao De spoke, his mental power surged out like a tide, instantly enveloping Qian Daoliu.
Shock filled Qian Daoliu's eyes as he stared at the almost tangible mental power.
What kind of monster was this? Obtaining a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring was one thing, but even his mental power was this powerful!
"Look here, Great Enshrined."
Cao De's words snapped Qian Daoliu out of his stunned state.
Cao De being branded with a mark in the Far North, Bibi Dong's arrival, the brutal battle against Nuomi, and the six Titled Douluo who had died in battle-all of it appeared before him.
Like a film played at several times its normal speed, those scenes flashed rapidly before Qian Daoliu's eyes.
Qian Daoliu was shocked speechless, both by Cao De's methods and by the utterly one-sided battle.
If things really were as those scenes showed, just how powerful was this Nuomi Church Master?
A level 99 peerless Titled Douluo? A demigod? Or a god!
Qian Daoliu felt that if he faced Nuomi, he might not even have an even chance of winning!
But doubts remained in his heart. With mental power this strong, could Cao De have fabricated everything to deceive him?
As though he had seen through Qian Daoliu's thoughts, Cao De continued.
"This is the mark Nuomi left on me. I still can't erase it.
"If you don't believe me, Great Enshrined, you can compare it with the Pope Token in Teacher's hand."
As he spoke, Cao De once again stirred the mental power he was sharing with Qian Daoliu.
He let Qian Daoliu clearly see the white light flickering over his body.
After examining that flickering white light, Qian Daoliu reached his