Above the sky, inside the majestic golden angel statue, Qian Daoliu's face was ashen.
Rage! Endless rage nearly consumed his reason.
But even worse than anger was a deep-seated, profound sense of humiliation!
Because he truly felt it.
The aura of the Angel God's inherited soul bone was once seen in that building below!
The aura was extremely faint, like a candle flickering in the wind.
But who is he?
He was the high priest of the angel god on earth, and the ninety-nine-level high priest who served the angel god throughout his life!
That resonance originating from the deepest part of one's bloodline and martial spirit can never be wrong!
It's true!
These audacious thieves not only stole the Spirit Hall's most precious treasure, but also dared to put it up for auction so openly under the noses of the entire continent!
How outrageous! How utterly humiliating!
This is no longer just provoking the Spirit Hall; it is trampling on the dignity of the Angel lineage and ruthlessly trampling on Qian Daoliu's face!
So he came, and upon arrival, he unleashed his Martial Soul True Form without reservation.
negotiation?
question?
Those are the actions of the weak.
What he wanted to do was to use the most absolute and domineering power to completely wipe this building, which dared to offend the divine might, along with all the ants inside, from this world!
Let the whole continent see clearly the consequences of blaspheming God!
The divine might was like a prison, enveloping the entire city.
Inside Soto City, the ordinary people and low-level Soul Masters kneeling on the ground couldn't even muster a thought of resistance. They could only pray, with a tremor that originated from their very souls, that they wouldn't be crushed into dust by the aftershocks of this battle of gods.
However, not everyone is so terrible.
"Buzz—"
Powerful fluctuations of soul energy erupted one after another from the crowd.
Beams of light of various colors shot into the sky, stubbornly resisting the divine pressure descending from the heavens.
"Good heavens...it really is Sendo Ryu!"
A burly man, as imposing as an iron tower, stood upright with eight spirit rings pulsating around his body.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes burning with excitement instead of fear.
"To witness the true form of a level 99 peerless Douluo's martial soul even once in this lifetime, it would be worth dying for!"
Beside him, a sect leader with a yin-like aura was using his soul power to protect his disciples while clicking his tongue in amazement:
"As expected of 'Invincible in the Sky', this pressure alone is enough to kill an ordinary Soul King."
"However... it seems that Liuli Tian doesn't take him seriously at all."
All the Soul Masters who had forcibly broken free from the oppressive aura now turned their gazes toward the auction house.
Under the shroud of the world-destroying divine light, the building, entirely made of unknown glass crystals, stood silently without activating any protective shields or emitting any sound.
Like an ancient, isolated island, I remain unmoved despite the raging tsunamis.
This extreme silence is more provocative than any clamor.
"I think the performance is getting more and more realistic."
In a corner, a Soul Saint dressed as a wealthy businessman lowered his voice and whispered to his allies beside him.
"Do you think that if they really stole something, would Liuli Tian dare to be so arrogant?"
"This must have been planned with the Spirit Hall. One of them played the good cop and the other the bad cop, their goal being to scare us all so they could drive up the price of spirit bones to an astronomical figure!"
"That makes sense!"
Immediately, someone nearby echoed this sentiment.
"Once Qian Daoliu returns empty-handed, Liuli Tian can then say something polite, like, 'We withstood the pressure and protected the interests of our clients.' Wouldn't that build up our reputation by then?"
"Isn't the price ultimately up to them?"
However, some people don't think so.
An elder from a marquis family in the Star Luo Empire was pale-faced and covered in cold sweat.
He quietly tugged at his young master's sleeve and said in a voice barely above a whisper:
"Young Master, something's wrong. We need to find a way to escape! What if this isn't an act, but a conspiracy by the Spirit Hall?"
"A conspiracy?" The young master frowned.
"You think about it!"
The old man was getting anxious.
"We'll lure all the prominent sects and families on the continent here, then Qian Daoliu will use this as an excuse to launch an attack, seal off Soto City, and wipe them all out in one fell swoop!"
"Wouldn't the top powers across the entire continent be leaderless then? If the Spirit Hall wanted to do something else, wouldn't that be easy?"
Upon hearing these words, the sect leaders who were eavesdropping nearby gasped in horror, feeling increasingly chilled to the bone.
yes!
The ambitions of the Spirit Hall are common knowledge!
They are absolutely capable of doing something like that!
In an instant, several pairs of eyes began to subtly shift among the crowd, calculating which direction offered the greatest chance of breaking through.
All living beings are diverse, with different thoughts and feelings.
Meanwhile, Qian Daoliu's patience was finally worn away by the deathly silence of Liuli Tian.
He laughed, a laugh born of anger. His face, which should have been imposing under the golden divine light, now held a chilling, sinister glint.
good.
What a beautiful crystal sky!
What a bunch of ignorant ants!
Since you have chosen to respond to the questioning of a peerless Douluo with silence, then remain silent forever!
"snort."
A cold, soft hum, like the prelude to death.
The enormous six-winged angel statue slowly raised its left hand, which was not holding a sword.
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