"Look, even the clouds have been torn apart!"
"My heavens, that terrifying aura... is this the pressure of a Titled Douluo?"
Within Spirit City, tens of thousands of Soul Masters and commoners gazed up at the heavens.
The once-clear sky had now been forcibly cleaved down the middle by an invisible, terrifying pillar of energy.
The roiling sea of clouds frantically scattered to either side, as though even heaven and earth trembled before this power.
Vast pressure poured down like mercury flooding the ground, drawing exclamations from everyone in the city.
Soul Masters with weaker cultivation even felt their knees go weak, nearly falling to the ground.
Deep within the Worship Hall.
Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back, his profound gaze piercing the void as he took in the entire scene.
A smile mingling gratification and wild arrogance slowly emerged on his weathered face.
"That boy already couldn't hold himself back? Still, the auspicious hour for the investiture has arrived. This display of power is just right for warming things up!"
Qian Daoliu murmured to himself.
This was the pride that belonged solely to a peerless prodigy!
This grand occasion was by no means merely Lu Xuan's personal investiture ceremony.
It was also the clarion call with which he, Qian Daoliu, would proclaim the king's return to the entire Douluo Continent!
Lu Xuan's monstrous rise had fully rekindled the surging ambition of this man who had once been invincible in the sky!
He no longer intended to hide.
He would use today's grand ceremony, watched by countless eyes.
To show every force on the continent, without reservation, Spirit Hall's terrifying might, enough to crush everything!
He would make those forces lurking in the shadows, vainly plotting to resist Spirit Hall.
Especially those self-important Upper Three Sects that