Qian Daoliu's Epic Power-Up! Taking Du Busi, Ye Guyi, and Long Aotian to Douluo I

Clad in the Angel Armor Soul Bone set, Qian Daoliu had grown far stronger. He could also faintly sense that the inherited Soul Bones of this spacetime contained a very slight trace of Angel Divine Power.

Nourished by Qian Daoliu's own Angel Soul Power, the divine power in the Soul Bones seemed capable of slowly reviving.

"Angel Holy Sword! I, Qian Daoliu of the Six-Winged Angel Clan, shall bear your power and bring you into the world once more!"

Qian Daoliu gripped the hilt with both hands and slowly drew the Angel Holy Sword.

The divine sword, sealed away for ten thousand years, was completely unsealed.

With the Angel Holy Sword, the exclusive divine artifact of the First-Level Main God, the God of Angels, bolstering him, Qian Daoliu's power was likely already above that of Bo Saixi and Tang Chen.

If he also borrowed some of the God of Angels' divine power, who knew how terrifying Qian Daoliu's strength would be now!

Could he defeat Di Tian?

"Xiao Xue, let's go out."

"All right, Grandpa."

Qian Daoliu put away the divine sword and held the remains of the Qian Renxue from the Douluo II spacetime. The two of them flew out of the underground space.

Sensing Qian Daoliu's presence again, Du Busi realized that the man had become even more terrifying and dangerous. He was wary and distressed. "Such treasures were right on my Body Sect's turf, yet we never found them. Sigh, forget it. These things belonged to the Angel Clan in the first place."

"Great Enshrined, you've finally come out."

Everyone immediately gathered around.

Qian Daoliu said gravely, "Jin Yu, open the spacetime gate at once. I'm taking Xiao Xue's remains back for burial."

"All right."

Jin Yu gained one more use of his spacetime-traveling ability every month.

By now, he had long since accumulated several uses.

[Ding! The host helped Qian Daoliu obtain the six Qian Family inherited Soul Bones and the divine artifact Angel Holy Sword from the Douluo II spacetime, greatly increasing Qian Daoliu's strength. Progress on the mission to change Spirit Hall's destruction: 40%.]

"It actually went up another ten percent. Fifty percent isn't far off now."

Qian Daoliu said sternly, "Du Busi, your Body Sect has yet to pledge allegiance to my Spirit Hall. To prevent you from leaking information about us, we must take your disciple Long Aotian with us when we leave."

In the underground space, Du Busi had already learned that this group had come from ten thousand years in the past.

Hearing this, Du Busi immediately became very interested. "Wait! Take me along! I want to see what it was like ten thousand years ago too!"

"Then come along. Don't cause trouble once we get there."

"Since everyone's ready, let's set off." Jin Yu activated his power of spacetime traversal and opened the spatial gate.

"We're going ten thousand years into the past!"

Ye Guyi, Du Busi, and Long Aotian, the three people from the Douluo II spacetime, were beside themselves with excitement.

"Let's go!"

Everyone entered the spatial gate.

A few seconds later, they arrived at the Worship Hall.

"Xiao Xue, Grandpa has brought you home!" Qian Daoliu said, his voice choking slightly.

Carrying the remains, he buried the Qian Renxue from the Douluo II spacetime in the Qian Family cemetery. Qian Daoliu kept vigil there for three days.

Qian Renxue and Jin Yu took Ye Guyi to see the Pope's Hall and Spirit City.

Du Busi and his disciple Long Aotian, meanwhile, went off to wander around on their own.

The two walked through the streets of Spirit City, looking around, everything about their surroundings new and fascinating to them.

"Teacher, I never imagined we'd actually come to Spirit City ten thousand years in the past one day!"

"Yeah! It's fucking absurd!" Du Busi laughed.

Long Aotian was so focused on his surroundings that he failed to notice two people walking toward him. In the end, he accidentally bumped into one of them, his head striking the man's chest.

The man's face darkened. He immediately reached out and seized Long Aotian by the collar, his expression cold as he scolded him in a low, hoarse voice, "Kid, are you blind?"

At any other time, the immensely proud Long Aotian would have flown into a rage at being grabbed by the collar. But he didn't want to cause trouble here. "I'm sorry. Can you let me go now?"

"You bumped into me and stepped on my shoe. You think you can leave with just an apology?"

These two were Spirit Hall's level 95 Titled Elders, Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo.

"It was my fault for bumping into you, but I've already apologized. If you don't let go now, don't blame me for fighting back!" Long Aotian could no longer contain himself, and his attitude immediately turned overbearing.

Ghost Douluo gave a sinister laugh. "Heh heh heh, fight me? Kid, do you know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are! I'm counting to three! Let go of me!"

"Ignorant brat!"

Ghost Douluo's presence surged, and a terrifying soul pressure instantly slammed Long Aotian to the ground.

Boom!

"What?! Such terrifying soul pressure!" Long Aotian's expression turned ugly.

Seeing his disciple being bullied, Du Busi rushed over. "Friend! We don't want to cause trouble here! I'll give you one chance: withdraw your soul pressure at once, or bear the consequences!"

"Mmh heh heh~ Old Ghost, since when have we had so little standing in Spirit City that some old man from who knows where dares threaten us?" Chrysanthemum Douluo asked with a smile, his fingers curled delicately. "Hey, old man, are you courting death?"

Du Busi's face darkened. "My patience is limited."

"Heh, courting death." Chrysanthemum Douluo smiled contemptuously, then flashed forward to kill Du Busi.

"I think you're the one courting death!"

Du Busi swung his fist backhanded, blasting Chrysanthemum Douluo away!

Boom!

Chrysanthemum Douluo was sent flying dozens of meters. Both he and Ghost Douluo were shocked. "What?! This man is a Titled Douluo!"

Seeing this, the two released their Martial Souls and Soul Rings at the same time.

"Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum!"

"Ghost!"

"I didn't expect you to be a Titled Douluo. No wonder you're so arrogant. But, old man, you've kicked an iron plate! Old Ghost, attack!"

The two attacked at once.

"An iron plate? I don't think you've figured out who's the iron plate here!"

Du Busi released his Body Martial Soul. Three terrifying Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings appeared once more, and his overbearing level 98 presence surged.

"Get lost!"

Boom!

"Pfft, urgh, aaah!"

A single punch sent Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo spitting blood. Their minds went blank, and they were utterly stunned.

Since when had the continent had such a powerhouse?

Terror appeared on both their faces.

"They're fighting! They're fighting!"

The clash between the two sides instantly caused panic among the surrounding crowd.

Jin Yu, Qian Renxue, and Ye Guyi, who were shopping nearby, heard the commotion. "What's going on?"

"Let's go take a look."

By the time the three arrived, Du Busi had already beaten Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo into a severely injured state.

"It's Du Busi, and Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo. How did those three end up fighting?" Qian Renxue frowned.

"Aaah~ ow!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo howled as they were beaten.

Du Busi also unexpectedly noticed that Ghost Douluo's Martial Soul was a little strange. Gripping Ghost Douluo tightly by the throat, he asked, "Your Martial Soul is neither a Beast Martial Soul nor a Tool Martial Soul. It looks like some special form of soul. Speak! What exactly is your Martial Soul?"

Choking, Ghost Douluo managed to force out the truth in fragments. "I died once as a child, but by a stroke of chance, my soul was able to return to my body. The Martial Soul I later awakened was my own soul. I call it Ghost!"

Du Busi's eyes lit up. "A soul? A Body Martial Soul that takes the soul as its Martial Soul?!"