Chapter 244 It really was him who made the move! Beast God Di Tian.
"Let Di Tian make the move!"
Xuan Mo's heart trembled, his right hand tightly gripping the reverse scale hanging on his chest, an immense sense of danger welling up within him. How powerful was Di Tian? Revered as the guardian of the Star Dou Great Forest and the Beast God, his cultivation, if converted to Soul Master terms, had already reached level ninety-nine, or even demigod.
Moreover, the Fire Dragon King's words indicated that the Spirit Hall had dispatched another powerful Soul Master, one fully capable of killing everyone here.
And to be capable of killing everyone here, and to require Di Tian to come and see, meant there were only two possibilities: the Spirit Hall's current Golden Crocodile Douluo, and…
"Angel Douluo, Qian Daoliu."
At this moment, Xuan Mo's brows furrowed.
Because in his view, Qian Daoliu sending out six Title Douluos, or perhaps adding the Golden Crocodile Douluo, should already be the limit; surely he wouldn't have to personally intervene as well."So what exactly did he send? Was it to clear obstacles for her?"
Xuan Mo pondered this in his mind, but didn't dwell on it. After all, survival was the key right now. He gripped the Reverse Scale given to him by Di Tian tightly with his right hand, still watching the sky without making a move.
At the same time, Tang Hao's gaze suddenly turned in one direction, and he said calmly, "Since you're here, why are you hiding? Come out! Whether it's six or seven, I'm not afraid!"
"As expected of that old man Tang Chen's grandson, good perception." An aged voice rang out, and a golden light flashed in mid-air, and a figure walked out from the golden light.
It was an old man in white and gold robes, tall and imposing, with his silver hair neatly combed, his face as rosy as a baby's, and silver eyebrows above his eyes. His hands were behind his back.
This old man just floated quietly in mid-air, without releasing any fluctuations of soul power.
However, the aftershocks of the soul power generated by Tang Hao's battle with the six Title Douluos not far away dissipated on their own ten meters away from his body, unable to reach him at all.
"Greetings, Grand Elder!"
Qian Daoliu ignored the six Title Douluos, his gaze still fixed on Tang Hao, though he occasionally glanced at the Shrek Eight Monsters, but actually at Xuan Mo and Tang San.
"Tang Hao, we have finally met."
Tang Hao heard the old man's words, and although he was still incredibly domineering, it was not hard to see that Tang Hao's aura had been completely suppressed when the old man appeared.
At this moment, Gu Rong and Dugu Bo, who were protecting the Shrek group, also looked serious, not only because the old man had directly mentioned Tang Chen, a peerless Douluo powerhouse who was well-known among the older generation, but also because they could not see through the old man's cultivation and strength at all.
"You old codger, you haven't left that place in over a decade, and you're only doing this for me? Qian Daoliu!"
Tang Hao, wielding the Clear Sky Hammer, pointed directly at Qian Daoliu, a cold smile playing on his lips, nine spirit rings constantly appearing behind him.
Qian Daoliu?
Upon hearing this name, whether it was Gu Rong or Dugu Bo, titled Douluo, or Ning Fengzhi and Grandmaster, their bodies trembled violently, and a name flashed through their minds.
Then, Gu Rong and Dugu Bo couldn't help but exclaim, "You, you're the Angel Douluo, Qian Daoliu? I never thought you were still alive?!" At this moment, all the expressions on Gu Rong and the others' faces vanished, replaced by solemnity.
Who is Qian Daoliu?
He was one of the two peerless Douluo on the continent, alongside Tang Chen, the first sect leader of the Clear Sky Sect and known as "Invincible in the Sky"!
"I didn't expect the Spirit Hall to be so well-hidden. This time, they not only have six Title Douluo, but also a Peerless Douluo, and Pope Bibi Dong, and possibly many more..."
Qian Daoliu ignored the others' words, only his hand producing the Angelic Holy Sword, pointing it at Tang Hao. His face showed no trace of joy or sorrow.
"Tang Hao, you've escaped for over a decade, and I haven't been able to kill you and avenge Ji'er. Now that I have this opportunity, leave your life here. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't have another chance."
Qian Daoliu slightly raised his hand holding the Holy Sword, and the air suddenly distorted violently. The phantom of a six-winged angel appeared behind Qian Daoliu, filled with immense power.
"Qian Xunji deserved to die! Qian Daoliu, others may fear you, but I don't!"
With that, Tang Hao strode forward, his entire being moving like a whirlwind, his Clear Sky Hammer flashing as he charged towards Qian Daoliu. Tang Hao was like a black demonic sun, radiating a wild and domineering, devouring aura of malevolence. As the Clear Sky Hammer grew larger, nine spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red—completely surrounded him. And then, in the next instant, "Great Sumeru Hammer Profound Technique: Nine Rings Explode Simultaneously!"
To everyone's astonishment, the massive Clear Sky Hammer, accompanied by Tang Hao's roar, saw all nine spirit rings explode after a surge of power, carrying boundless momentum as it crashed down upon the descending Angelic Holy Sword.
Instantly, the Clear Sky Hammer's explosive power reverberated through the air.
The next moment, Tang Hao was sent flying backward, blood gushing from his mouth. His body trembled in mid-air, and in an instant, he was a hundred meters away.
Qian Daoliu was also forced to take three steps back by the impact of Tang Hao's desperate, all-out attack.
"Tang Chen's ultimate technique, the Great Sumeru Hammer."
Qian Daoliu steadied his slightly shaken body, then glanced at his trembling hand holding the sword, and exclaimed in admiration, "A fine battle spirit hammer, a majestic Clear Sky Sect."
"What a Clear Sky Hammer! What a fine Tang Hao! What a new generation of Clear Sky Douluo! You haven't disgraced that old man Tang Chen's name."
Seeing Tang Hao vomiting blood, Qian Daoliu suddenly understood. "You dared to take my attack while severely injured. Your fearless nature is just like that old man Tang Chen's."
"But it's a pity..."
Qian Daoliu's tone suddenly changed, "For certain reasons, everyone here will perish here."
"However, there are some truly talented individuals among you. To be honest, I've also developed a fondness for them. It's just a pity that you won't join the Spirit Hall; you'll all perish here forever."
Qian Daoliu sighed softly, then raised the Angelic Holy Sword and slashed down at everyone below who wasn't from the Spirit Hall.
"Roar—"
Suddenly, a resounding dragon's roar echoed. A dark halo spread outwards, completely engulfing the golden light of the holy sword.
At this moment, a dark dragon claw hovered in mid-air, making a grasping motion towards the descending angelic holy sword, instantly shattering the outer light sword.
Just then, a black figure suddenly appeared in front of Xuan Mo and the others. Then, with a light wave of his right hand, he completely eliminated the pressure that Qian Daoliu had exerted on them.
An exceptionally fierce aura erupted from his body, pressing down on Qian Daoliu in front of him.
After only a moment, Qian Daoliu's aura was suppressed and then suddenly collapsed.
"Who are you?"
Looking at the black figure blocking their way, feeling his aura, which was no less than his own, and even surpassed it, a look of solemnity flashed across Qian Daoliu's eyes for the first time.
"Beast God, Di Tian!"
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