"Your Martial Soul... Impossible... This is absolutely impossible..."
Gui Mei found it impossible to believe.
That was an Angel Martial Soul.
And an even more terrifying Twelve-Winged Angel Martial Soul than Qian Daoliu's!
Other than the Qian Clan, who possessed the Angel bloodline, how could any other Angel Martial Soul possibly appear?
Could it be...
Gui Mei suddenly thought of an utterly absurd possibility.
But he simply did not dare believe it.
Could this Xue Tianyu be a descendant of the Qian Clan?
Impossible! That was even more impossible!
The Qian Clan had only ever been passed down within Spirit Hall. He had never heard of the Qian Clan having a branch family.
And even if there were a branch family, it could never possibly leave Spirit Hall!
Therefore, the Angel bloodline could never have ended up outside.
The moment this thought arose, Gui Mei dismissed it.
But the next second, Gui Mei suddenly recalled the battle between Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong above Spirit City a few days ago.
The Pope of Spirit Hall and the Great Enshrined had come to blows.
This had undoubtedly dealt a devastating blow to Spirit Hall's reputation.
Golden Crocodile Douluo and Ju Douluo had expended no small amount of effort to conceal the matter.
Yet in the hearts of Spirit Hall's Douluo, certain suspicions had quietly arisen.
Why had Qian Daoliu fought Bibi Dong?
Could it be...
Gui Mei's mind was in turmoil.
He no longer knew what was real and what was false.
This world was far too complicated.
Perhaps seeing that Gui Mei had remained unresponsive for so long, Xue Tianyu teased, "Ghost, if you think you can get away, go ahead and try. I can play with you for a while."
*The hell do you mean, play with me? You're