Wuhun City, Hall of Offerings.
A colossal angel statue stands in the center of the hall, sacred and solemn.
An elderly man with blond hair was kneeling before the statue of a god when he suddenly opened his eyes.
The grand offering flows in a thousand streams.
He looked at the golden light streaming through the dome, and at that name; his usually calm face was filled with shock.
"Number one on the Martial Soul Ranking, Glory Crystal."
"Master, Qianyu?"
"It's Qianyu again?"
Qian Daoliu was very shocked.
When Qian Yu awakened the twelve-winged angel martial soul, he already felt it was a divine intervention by the angel god, a blessing upon the Qian family.
But now, this Glory Crystal Martial Soul, which even he couldn't see through, has once again reshaped his understanding.
"Our Qian family has produced an extraordinary person."
Qian Daoliu stood up, looked at the sky, and tears welled up in his aged eyes.
"Such talent surpasses that of the young master back then, and even surpasses that of this old man."
"There is hope for the future of the Spirit Hall."
...
Wuhun City, Papal Palace.
Compared to the joy in the worship hall, the atmosphere here was oppressive and suffocating.
Bibi Dong was sitting on the high papal chair, holding a scepter in her hand, her beautiful face icy cold.
A cardinal rushed into the basilica and knelt down.
"Your Holiness the Pope."
"Teacher, Qianyu is back."
"Lingyuan Douluo and the others have already gone to the city gate to meet them."
Bibi Dong raised an eyebrow slightly, a flicker of emotion flashing in her pale purple eyes.
"You're back? I see."
Her voice was cold, revealing neither joy nor anger.
She crossed her legs, her long, slender thighs peeking out from under her skirt, exuding a queenly aura.
Bibi Dong did not immediately get up to see Qian Yu, but instead looked up at the sky.
"Number one on the Martial Soul Ranking, Glory Crystal?"
"I wonder what kind of martial soul it is?"
Bibi Dong was very curious.
She was also filled with curiosity about this martial soul that had surpassed the Thousand Feather Twelve-Winged Angel.
There was even a faint expectation that the owner of this martial soul would join the Spirit Hall.
However, when those three bright red "unknowns" appeared.
Bibi Dong was stunned.
"What? Description unknown, grade unknown, everything is unknown?"
"You don't even know about the sky?"
She sat up abruptly, her fingers gripping the scepter turning white from the force.
"This martial spirit is actually this powerful?!"
"No wonder it's even higher than the Twelve-Winged Angel Martial Soul."
This kind of thing that transcends cognition often means invincibility.
Bibi Dong's pupils contracted, her beautiful eyes wide with shock.
Wuhun City, Papal Palace.
Inside the magnificent hall, you could hear a pin drop.
Only the enormous celestial projection cast its light upon the mirror-like ground.
Hu Liena stood in the center of the hall, her long neck tilted back, her alluring eyes wide open, staring intently at the three bright red "unknowns" on the sky.
Those questions were like heavy hammer blows striking her heart.
Even the sky can't be analyzed?
That must be an incredibly terrifying existence.
Hu Liena's chest heaved violently; she was utterly shocked.
"Teacher, did you see that?"
"There are such powerful martial spirits on the continent!"
"Even the twelve-winged angel martial soul from the divine realm can only rank second, just what kind of divine being is this Glory Crystal?"
Hu Liena's voice trembled slightly.
It is awe of the strong, and also fear of the unknown.
That's incredible.
This is completely beyond the comprehension of the Soul Master community.
No one knows who the owner of this martial spirit is.
Hu Liena felt a tingling curiosity, like cat claws were scratching at her.
If I could witness this extraordinary and powerful figure, I would die without regret.
On the high platform.
The papal chair was wiped spotless, symbolizing supreme power.
Bibi Dong leaned back lazily in her chair, her long legs crossed, exuding the unparalleled charm of a queen.
She tapped the ground lightly with her scepter, making a crisp sound.
"Indeed powerful."
"I have traversed the continent for many years and have seen and learned a great deal, but I have never heard of such a martial spirit."
Bibi Dong's gaze also fell on the sky, her eyes filled with curiosity.
The owner of this Glory Crystal is no ordinary person; he can outshine Qianyu, that twelve-winged angel.
If we can recruit them into the Spirit Hall, how can we not accomplish great things?
"It doesn't matter who he is, as long as it's not that bastard Qianyu."
Bibi Dong thought to herself.
She felt better as long as that man stopped stealing the spotlight.
Just as the master and disciple were each lost in their own thoughts...
The golden light above the sky suddenly exploded, as if billions of stars had shattered at the same time.
The name that everyone was eagerly anticipating finally emerged.
Two large, bold characters, written with powerful strokes, pierced the sky.
[Qianyu]!
boom!
At that moment, it was as if the air inside the Papal Palace had been sucked out.
Bibi Dong's originally lazy and indifferent eyes widened to the extreme in an instant.
The pupils contracted violently.
That was extreme horror.
How is that possible?
How could it be him!
The immense impact left Bibi Dong's mind blank.
She instinctively wanted to stand up and get a better look.
The movements were too hasty and too forceful.
In addition, she had been crossing her legs the whole time, and her legs had already gone numb.
This stop.
The left foot tripped over the right foot.
"ah!"
A gasp of surprise.
His Holiness the Pope, who was high above and inviolable in his majesty, actually lost his balance and swayed to the side.
With a thud.
He fell directly onto the hard floor.
They have absolutely no image to maintain.
The scepter flew far away, making a loud clanging sound.
The fall was extremely hard and very embarrassing.
But Bibi Dong ignored the pain.
She didn't even bother to straighten her disheveled skirt.
She just lay on the ground, head tilted back, staring intently at that name, her eyes brimming with tears.
Hu Liena was startled by this sudden turn of events.
She rushed over and reached out to help Bibi Dong.
"teacher!"
What's wrong with you?
How could you be so careless?
Hu Liena had never seen her teacher so out of control.
Even when surrounded by Title Douluos, the teacher never even flinched.
But now, because of a name, he's fallen flat on his face.
Bibi Dong grabbed Hu Liena's arm, her nails almost digging into her disciple's flesh.
Her face was as pale as paper, and her lips were trembling.
"impossible..."
"That's absolutely impossible!"
"How could it be him!"
Bibi Dong's voice was sharp and shrill, completely losing its usual composure.
"How could the number one on the Martial Soul Ranking be that good-for-nothing!"
She didn't want to believe it.
She absolutely refused to believe it.
The man she considered a burden, disliked, and eventually divorced was actually ranked number one on both lists?
Hu Liena was in pain from the teacher's grip, but she was even more shocked by what the teacher said.
She followed Bibi Dong's gaze and looked up at the sky again.
This time, she saw the name clearly.
Thousand feathers.
Hu Liena froze completely.
"What?"
"Qianyu?!"
"The number one on the Martial Soul Ranking is also Qian Yu?!"
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