"My arrival was originally an accident, but to see you here is already a great fortune. If I could, I would like to stay here and stay with you, but I also have my own things to do, and I have to face them." Pope Bibi Dong gently stroked the girl Bibi Dong's head and sighed as she spoke.
"Sister, will you come back after you leave?"
No, thank you.
Bibi Dong's expression grew even more distressed. She also guessed that her older sister was no ordinary person. She looked to be only in her early twenties, but her strength had already reached the Titled Douluo. This meant that she had reached level 90 very early on, because Soul Master's appearance would be frozen at the moment he became Titled Douluo and would not change.
Although the young girl Bibi Dong was heartbroken, she wouldn't stop her sister from doing what she wanted to do. "Sister, I will cultivate diligently so you can leave in peace. I will become an excellent Soul Master, and in the future, I will definitely become the number one female Pope of the Douluo Continent!"
Pope Bibi Dong smiled and gently pinched the tip of the girl Bibi Dong's nose. "Alright! You must work hard. I'll be waiting for the day you become strong."
"Get some sleep. You haven't had a good night's sleep in a month. I'll keep watch for you tonight. You should get some rest."
"Um."
In contrast to the heartwarming scene here, on the other side of Spirit City, Jun Yi was transforming into golden light and constantly shuttling through various parts of Spirit City. He came to a secluded street corner, leaned against the wall, and was panting heavily. Just then, another golden light flew towards Jun Yi Jun Yi and landed steadily beside him, revealing his appearance.
He had long, golden hair and looked to be in his thirties. His eyes shone brightly like golden gems, and a powerful aura emanated from him, causing everyone on the street to prostrate themselves on the ground, trembling in fear. He was none other than Qian Daoliu from forty years ago.
"Damn it, Qian Daoliu is still chasing me."
Just as Jun Yi was about to transform into light and leave this place, suddenly, an extremely dangerous feeling came over him. Almost instantly, countless sharp attacks covered him.
That was simply an attack launched by Qian Daoliu's Soul Power. A series of dense explosions rang out, and a huge spark bloomed. Jun Yi's figure was instantly engulfed in it. Then, his figure disappeared into the air. Qian Daoliu's offensive did not stop, bombarding the buildings on both sides of the street layer by layer.
"Bang, bang, bang..." The continuous roaring sound expanded like a raging storm, lasting for a long time before gradually weakening and finally disappearing into nothingness. When the dust settled, Qian Daoliu was still standing in the same place, but everything around him had been completely Destruction, including the people in the building.
"I am truly surprised. How did you, a Soul Emperor, achieve such strength? You actually managed to defeat Qian Xunji. Has the Soul Master World changed so drastically since I disappeared for ten years? Moreover, your body has been stealing the Angel Divine Power of Spirit City. Who exactly are you?"
Qian Daoliu gazed calmly at the empty sky, where countless golden rays began to converge, eventually coalescing into the shape of Jun Yi, which hovered about a hundred meters away from Qian Daoliu.
"How many times have I told you? My name is Tang San. Why can't you remember it? Is it because this name is too common?"
Jun Yi crossed his arms, looking down at Qian Daoliu on the ground, his eyes icy. "I really didn't expect that the mighty Spirit Hall would help the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan hunt down an unarmed 15-year-old child. Tsk tsk tsk."
"You think a family composed of a few insect- Martial Soul can make me take action? The reason I want to capture you alive is to study why you absorbed the Angel Divine Power."
As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light flashed across his body, his wings fully unfurled, and in a flash, he was in front of Jun Yi, holding a slender Angel Holy Sword in his hand.
Golden light suddenly burst forth, adorning the Angel Holy Sword with seven dazzling stars, each containing a terrifying aura of majesty that sent shivers down one's spine. Surrounded by the seven stars, Qian Daoliu's aura seemed to reach its peak at this moment, merging with the Angel Holy Sword, filling that terrifying aura with holiness and Guangming.
" Angel Judgment!" Qian Daoliu coldly, brandishing the Angel Holy Sword and slashing towards Jun Yi with unparalleled power.
This was a technique similar to swordsmanship. Jun Yi only saw a dazzling display of sword light enveloping the area in front of him, and those golden stars shone with terrifying brilliance, like fallen stars.
"Good timing!"
Jun Yi roared, his body rapidly expanding to fifteen zhang in an instant, his entire body covered in red and blue scales, his dragon claws flashing, and he unleashed a powerful punch.
The dragon's roar was deafening. The power of Jun Yi's punch was no less than Qian Xunji of Qian Xunji when he used his Ninth Soul Skill, and even surpassed it. However, even though his cultivation had been raised to level 10, he was still no match for the level 99 Titled Douluo Qian Daoliu.
The dragon claw collided with the holy sword, and a violent roar erupted instantly.
"Bang--"
Jun Yi's body flew backward and crashed into the wall in the distance. His Dragon Transformation form was actually cleaved in two by Qian Daoliu's sword.
"I never expected you could withstand my attack. Even an ordinary Titled Douluo would have fallen to my sword, yet you blocked it head-on. You even have the aura of a dragon on you? I'm becoming more and more curious about the secrets you're hiding."
After saying that, Qian Daoliu prepared to seal Jun Yi's Soul Power and take him back to the Spirit Hall to study his body carefully.
Jun Yi's body was severely injured, and he had already thought of a way to escape, but he needed to buy some time to recover some of his Soul Power in order to ensure that he could escape.
"As expected of Grandpa's close friend, his strength is indeed formidable."
Just as Qian Daoliu was about to approach Jun Yi, a hint of helplessness appeared on Jun Yi's face.
"Your grandfather's close friend? You just said your name is Tang San, Tang... you're Tang Chen's grandson?"
Qian Daoliu looked at Jun Yi in disbelief, his gaze turning strange.
"No, you and Tang Chen don't look alike at all, and I didn't see you use the Clear Sky Hammer." Qian Daoliu looked at Jun Yi quietly and said in a deep voice.
"If I possessed the Clear Sky Hammer, I would definitely be staying in the Clear Sky Sect now." Light condensed in Jun Yi's hand, forming a giant hammer radiating golden light. It looked very similar to the Clear Sky Hammer, but it didn't exude any of the Clear Sky Hammer's aura; only its intense heat shone through.
"My father was my grandfather's illegitimate son born outside the sect. He did not inherit my grandfather's Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul, so he was not qualified to enter the Clear Sky Sect. And so am I."
(End of this chapter)