People are in Douluo, the strongest sea god

"Mr. Ji, the Great Priest invites you to the Douluo Hall to have a chat."

"okay, I get it."

Ji Yu took the letter from the silver-armored soldier. There was a trace of Qian Daoliu's soul power on the paper, which turned into a word of "please".

He had been staying in Wuhun City for half a month, during which he only communicated with Yu Xiaogang and Bibi Dong. However, one of them was busy with work, and the other spent most of the day reading a pile of books.

When I was wandering around in private, I found that there was really no fun to be found in this city under military management.

There are patrols everywhere, and searches are required when entering and exiting. The only holy mountain that can be regarded as a scenic spot is not allowed to be visited at will.

Ji Yu can go up with the offering token, but there are only Wuhun Hall and Douluo Hall on the mountain.

Naturally, he didn't want to go to the Wuhun Palace, and the even more special Douluo Palace... As a guest, Ji Yu, as a guest from Poseidon Island, should always wait for the host's invitation.

The invitation is here, everything is in place, and you can leave now

Stepping up the white jade stairs, he easily shook off the soldiers following him.Ji Yu stands on the top of the holy mountain.

The moment he appeared, the doors of the main hall automatically opened to both sides.

Ji Yu walked in. It was decorated in white style and had a wide view.The most eye-catching thing is the sky in the palace. Looking up, you can see a few white clouds and a blue sky, and there seems to be a breeze blowing.There is a jade sculpture in mid-air, with six wings on its back and a holy sword in hand. It has a lifelike expression and a solemn face, and it rushes towards the sky.

This jade sculpture actually floats directly in mid-air without any base connected to it.

There were fluctuations in soul power mixed in during this period...it was another soul guidance device.

"The world was born of darkness. Once upon a time, night was eternal. And we humans are born to yearn for light. The great angel god listened to the prayers of the world, opened the sky, and brought light."

Ji Yu turned his head and looked at Qian Daoliu, who was sitting cross-legged under the jade sculpture.

"So, the sun was also created by angel gods?"

"Of course not." Qian Daoliu stood up and looked up at the sky. "The so-called darkness is the darkness of the human heart. What God does is to cut through the darkness and embrace the light."

"As far as I know, Rakshasa God is just the opposite. He embraces darkness."

"So, there is only one true God."

Ji Yu raised his eyebrows, "Are you saying that our Poseidon, His Majesty, is fake?"

"Of course not." Qian Daoliu clasped his hands and smiled at Ji Yu, "It's just that we have different beliefs. I also have full respect for His Majesty the Poseidon."

"Then why not come to Poseidon Island to hang out? I think the high priest will be happy to do it." Ji Yu smiled back, thinking that if you dare to come, your legs will be broken.

Qian Daoliu's expression remained unchanged, but he remembered what he had experienced on Poseidon Island, and felt awe-inspiring.

"Mr. Ji is joking. I have vowed to serve the gods wholeheartedly for the rest of my life and will never set foot on Poseidon Island again."

"Speaking of which, I have always had a doubt in my mind," Ji Yu asked: "What happened after Tang Chen and the great minister left Poseidon Island? I have been in the mainland for a short time, and the rumors I heard on the road were all about Tang Chen Fallen and disappeared without a trace.”

"Tang Chen, he went to the city of killing in order to find the inheritance of the divine throne."

"The city of killing, the place where Shura God's throne is inherited."

"Mr. Ji really knows." Qian Daoliu nodded, "The rules there are special and they are specially built for inheritance. Our Wuhun Palace has some connection with the City of Slaughter, but there has been no news from Tang Chen for many years, and even I I don’t know what his actual condition is. Maybe he is practicing somewhere to cope with the test, or maybe he is dead."

"Then why is the great worshiper restricted here? In today's general situation, Tang Chen is no longer around, and there is no longer your opponent on the mainland. As long as you are willing to take action to destroy the Haotian Sect, and the world will return to its heart, no one will dare to disobey. The two empires can only bow their heads. It’s your duty to be a minister.”

"If you, Poseidon Island, are willing, you can do the same."

Ji Yu smiled and said, "Poseidon Island has always been a hidden world, but without the foundation of Wuhun Palace on the mainland, we have neither intention nor power."

This is a fact. Sects can do things to protect themselves, but people's hearts are not so easy to grasp.

Qian Daoliu was silent. He slowly closed his eyes and thought about his past.

Innately full of soul power, he is known as the No. 1 angel in the world and the strongest pope in history... He has so many auras and legends that he can't even remember how many names he has, but All this ended after meeting Tang Chen.

The sky is high and cold, and Qian Daoliu is undoubtedly the person who can fly the highest among people in this world.Only he could feel the incomparable cold.

When did you first meet Tang Chen?I can’t remember clearly, but that guy appeared so suddenly, as if he suddenly jumped out of the cracks in the rocks.

The two had a fight, with Qian Daoliu slightly losing.

He lost, but he felt happier than ever.He was so happy that he stopped his subordinates from hunting the man who was seriously injured and only had a big hammer in his hand.

Yes, at that time Qian Daoliu didn't even know that Tang Chen's martial spirit was called Haotian Hammer.

He just suddenly didn't feel so cold anymore.

Later, the two met more and more often, and fought more and more often. Qiandao Liu lost more than he won, but he was happy to death.

It sounds like a pervert, but he just can't let go of the feeling of relaxation and carefree happiness from the inside out.

In the final battle, both of them had exceeded level 99.

At the top of the decisive battle, they are no longer the two former rivals and friends.But Qian Daoliu from Wuhun Palace and Tang Chen from Haotian Sect.

No one outside knew that the battle that would determine the future of the continent broke out quietly on a deep mountain.

Qian Daoliu was defeated, and his white wings were dyed red with blood. He could choose the battle location far away from Wuhun City, cutting off his way of praying for divine power.

After all, he didn't want to defeat Tang Chen by cheating.

Under the Haotian hammer, Tang Chen did not kill him, but simply asked for a promise from Qian Daoliu.

"I promised Tang Chen to leave the Haotian Sect with a chance of survival."

"The current Haotian Sect can no longer stop Wuhun Palace from advancing. If you take action, no one can stop it." Ji Yu said.

"You should know that Wuhun Palace, or the most fundamental meaning of the existence of the Angel Clan." Qian Daoliu looked at Ji Yu.

"Inherit the divine throne and find a suitable successor."

"Yes, other than that, it's all selfish. In fact, the development of Wuhun Palace to this point is purely selfish." Qian Daoliu explained: "The ancestors built a big ship, and I just took over the helm. It's just a position. I actually don't like these things myself. Now that I have an heir, I naturally throw it away and live my retirement life quietly. "

"You mean, as long as the inheritance of the divine throne continues, it doesn't matter even if the Wuhun Palace is destroyed?"

"That's right." Qian Daoliu nodded.

"I understand." Ji Yu turned around and walked towards the palace door. He paused at the door and asked the last question: "What if one day Qian Xunji deserves death for his crime?"

Qian Daoliu's expression changed for the first time. He suddenly looked at Ji Yu, and the light in the palace shone brightly!

The surging soul power condensed to the extreme, and the kind old man just now instantly turned into a ferocious beast, ready to attack.

Ji Yu watched calmly, looking at Qian Daoliu just like he looked at Qian Xunji that day.

For three to five seconds, Qian Daoliu lowered his eyebrows and everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

"There won't be that day."

"Ha ha."

Ji Yu stepped out.