The last few words roared out by Demon Bear Douluo were like thunderclaps, exploding in the deathly silent Hall of Worship.
Each word was like a heavy hammer blow, striking Qian Daoliu's nerves with tremendous force.
The Angel God's inherited soul bone, left arm bone!
The grand finale item!
Auction!
The combination of these words created a sense of absurdity that defied common sense, causing Qian Daoliu's kneeling body to freeze completely.
The color that had just risen on his face from anger and humiliation had now completely faded, leaving only a deathly ashen complexion.
He slowly rose, turning his head inch by inch. His golden eyes no longer held the previous dejection and confusion, but rather an extreme, cold emptiness.
Time seemed to stretch out infinitely at this moment.
The Demon Bear Douluo felt a chill run down his spine from that gaze. His massive body trembled uncontrollably, sweat soaked his back, and he didn't dare to breathe.
He even felt that the next second, this high priest would shatter on the spot, like a stone statue weathered for thousands of years.
After a long while, a hoarse, barely audible voice squeezed out from Qian Daoliu's throat.
"What is Liuli Heaven?"
This question was asked so calmly, yet it was so earth-shattering.
Demon Bear Douluo was completely stunned.
He had anticipated that the Grand Elder would be furious, would question him, and would immediately order the massacre of a certain sect, but he never expected that this Grand Elder, who stood at the pinnacle of the continent and knew everything, would ask such a question.
"The...the grand offering..."
The Demon Bear Douluo stammered, almost thinking he had misheard, "You...you don't know Liuli Heaven?"
Qian Daoliu did not answer, but his empty eyes stared intently at him.
The pressure in those eyes made Demon Bear Douluo feel as if his bones were groaning under the unbearable weight.
He dared not hesitate any longer and blurted out everything he knew, like beans spilling from a bamboo tube:
"Reporting to the High Priest! This is a newly emerged sect! It's located outside Soto City in the Kingdom of Barak!"
"I only found out a few days ago when I went with His Holiness the Pope!"
pope?
Bibi Dong?
Qian Daoliu's brow twitched slightly.
Bibi Dong actually went there?
"That place...that place is really eerie!"
Recalling that day's experience, Demon Bear Douluo still looked shaken. "The items they auctioned were unbelievable! Unheard of!"
He gestured as he explained urgently:
"Soul bones! They've auctioned off more than one soul bone!"
"And...and there's a 100,000-year-old immortal herb! The kind of immortal herb that can transform a Soul Master!"
"Even... there are even some things related to gods! We bought three of them last time!"
"For example, the sigh of the God of Ice!"
Every word spoken by Demon Bear Douluo made the air in the offering hall grow heavier.
A 100,000-year-old immortal herb? A token of divine power?
Any one of these things, if taken out, would be enough to unleash a bloodbath on the mainland.
And this so-called "Liuli Tian" actually put them up for public auction?
What kind of strength is this?
What gives them such confidence?
Qian Daoliu's brain was working at lightning speed, with countless fragments of information colliding and exploding in his mind.
His first thought was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Liuli Heaven and Qibao Liuli Sect, these names are too similar.
Could it be Ning Fengzhi's doing? But where did he get such audacity, and where did he get so many miraculous treasures?
More importantly, none of this explains the most fundamental question.
How could they possess the left arm bone inherited from the angel god?!
That's no ordinary soul bone!
That is part of the divine inheritance, containing the purest angelic power, and is enshrined in a separate spatial shrine.
unless……
An idea that even Qian Daoliu himself found utterly absurd popped up uncontrollably.
Unless, of course, the person who took it also used angelic power.
Or perhaps it was some kind of power that he couldn't understand at all, a power that transcended his comprehension.
Is that possible?
Or perhaps I'm mistaken?
wrong!
It's also possible that his own dead, unfilial son was secretly taken out and left outside without his knowledge!
"puff--"
This time, Qian Daoliu could no longer suppress his anger and spat out a mouthful of dark red blood, which splattered onto the smooth, mirror-like ground in front of him, a shocking sight.
The blood even contained specks of fragmented golden light.
This peerless Douluo, at level ninety-nine, was so angry about this news that he vomited blood!
"grandfather!"
Qian Renxue's cold voice finally rang out. She quickly stepped forward and supported the swaying Qian Daoliu.
Her face was also filled with shock.
Qian Daoliu was supported by Qian Renxue, his chest heaving violently, his aged face flushed with an eerie red from the blood rushing to his head.
His knees, which were kneeling on the ground, slowly rose to their feet with a stiff, grinding sound.
He no longer looked at the compassionate statue.
Pray? Ask God?
The divine soul bones have been stolen and auctioned off. Where is the divine punishment?
Where is God's revelation?
He wants to take back what belongs to the angels in his own way!
"Liuli Heaven..."
Qian Daoliu murmured the name, and his once empty and blank golden eyes rekindled with fire. However, the fire was no longer a sacred gold, but a dark red mixed with humiliation, rage, and a hint of madness.
He suddenly turned his head and looked at Demon Bear Douluo: "Soto City, is that right?"
"Yes...yes, High Priest!"
Demon Bear Douluo was so frightened by his imposing aura that he was out of his wits.
"Excellent! What a magnificent Glazed Heaven!"
Qian Daoliu, enraged, laughed instead. His laughter was dry and grating, echoing in the empty hall and making the murals on the dome tremble.
"You dare to touch the foundation of my angelic lineage? I'd like to see who you are!"
Before he finished speaking, he no longer hesitated and grabbed Qian Renxue's wrist, completely ignoring the terrified Demon Bear Douluo beside him.
"Xue'er, let's go!"
With a flash of golden light, the two figures vanished from their original positions, leaving only a violent gust of air that slammed open the heavy doors of the ancestral hall with a loud bang.
A chilling killing intent surged from the Hall of Worship, soaring into the sky and causing the clouds above Martial Soul City to churn violently.
He's going to go check it out!
He wants to see it for himself right now, immediately!
Let's see what this "Liuli Tian" is, that dares to put the angel god's inherited soul bone up for auction!
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