It seemed that in his eyes, Qian Daoliu’s threat was nothing at all. His words revealed his protection for Tang San, and he clearly told Qian Daoliu that he would not allow him to hurt Tang San in any way.

“He – must – die!” Qian Daoliu spoke each word with a bang, four syllables uttered heavily from his mouth. His words were full of determination, and the unquestionable tone showed his determination to kill Tang San. The killing intent in his eyes was even stronger, as if he had already seen the scene of Tang San falling in front of him.

“Before that, you will die first.” Jiang Han said in a calm tone, and he looked as if he was casually chatting with someone. His attitude was very tough, and although his tone was calm, the warning in his words was very obvious, telling Qian Daoliu that if he dared to attack Tang San, he would never let him go, and he would protect Tang San even at the cost of his life, showing a strong heart to protect his disciple.

Hearing the conversation between Jiang Han and Qian Daoliu, the faces of the four people, White Tiger Emperor, Snow Night Emperor, Ning Fengzhi, and Yu Tianhao, suddenly changed, and their hearts were instantly in turmoil. They never thought that Tang San and Qian Daoliu had such a deep hatred, and Jiang Han, in order to protect Tang San, did not hesitate to confront Qian Daoliu head-on. These were all top masters in the spirit master world. Once they fought, the consequences would be disastrous. At this moment, their already no longer calm state of mind was pushed to a peak.

For a moment, the four of them looked at each other, no one spoke, and finally they all moved their throats at the same time to digest the information they had just heard. They were all shocked by this shocking news, and they kept thinking about the various grievances and entanglements between Tang Hao, Qian Daoliu, and the Spirit Hall and the Haotian Sect, trying to sort out this complicated situation, but for a moment it was still difficult to accept the situation in front of them.

Tang San, a disciple of the Tang Clan’s Patriarch, turned out to be the son of Haotian Douluo Tang Hao, one of the two heroes of the Haotian Sect who had once been famous in the continent and had disappeared for many years!

Given their identities and status, they naturally knew what happened that year.

Qian Daoliu’s son Qian Xunji was the Pope of the previous generation of the Spirit Hall. In order to get a hundred thousand year spirit ring, Qian Xunji set his sights on the Blue Silver Emperor, that is, A Yin, the wife of Tang Hao, Tang San’s mother.

In that battle, Ah Yin sacrificed herself to Tang Hao in order to protect Tang Hao and the newly born Tang San.

In that battle, Tang Hao was furious, and with overwhelming hatred, he used the 100,000-year soul ring sacrificed by A Yin to kill two Titled Douluo and severely injured Qianxun, causing her to die.

It can be said that although Qian Daoliu and Tang San have never met each other, they have an irreconcilable hatred between them!

On one side was the hatred for killing his mother, on the other side was the revenge for taking his son away! This deep blood feud could not be easily resolved, and it was no wonder that Qian Daoliu lost control of his emotions as soon as he learned of Tang San’s identity, and wanted to kill Tang San immediately.

“You want to stop me?” Qian Daoliu stared at Jiang Han, and with a cold snort, the void around him suddenly twisted, and the crackling sound of air explosions continued. The fluctuations of his soul power became stronger and stronger, and the powerful force seemed to break through all constraints. The surrounding space became unstable because of his soul power, showing that his anger in his heart had reached its peak at this moment, and he was ready to take action against Jiang Han and Tang San at any time.

“Do not.”

Jiang Han shook his head first, then his smile faded and his eyes suddenly focused: “If you dare to do that, I will kill you.”

As the calm voice fell, a layer of light purple light appeared on Jiang Han’s body. In an instant, ripples appeared in the void, and wherever the ripples passed, the void suddenly stagnated. A domineering aura of dominance spread suddenly, and even the Snow Night Emperor and the White Tiger Emperor, who had been sitting on the dragon throne for many years, could not help but be stunned by this momentum. There was no fluctuation of Yuanli in that aura, but it contained an inexplicable pressure that shook people’s hearts, a kind of kingly aura that looked down on the world and had been in a high position for a long time! When people faced this aura, they were in awe, as if they were facing a king who was high above and dominated everything, and they would be shocked by it unconsciously.

“Want to try?”

As the deep voice fell, nine soul rings lit up on Qian Daoliu’s body, and three pairs of six golden wings emerged behind him. At the same time, the soul power on his body climbed to an unparalleled height. The nine soul rings shone with brilliant light, showing his profound soul power cultivation and powerful strength, and the golden wings made him look like a god descending, exuding a sacred and majestic aura. The soul power fluctuations were like surging waves, surging towards Jiang Han, as if to completely submerge Jiang Han in this powerful soul power ocean.

Jiang Han smiled calmly. Facing the huge soul power coming from Qian Daoliu, there was no fear on his face. He straightened his clothes, and purple light shone all over his body. A terrifying aura burst out from his body. That aura competed with Qian Daoliu’s soul power, and they were not inferior at all. The two collided together, as if they were going to tear the surrounding space apart. The powerful forces intertwined and collided in the air, making bursts of roaring sounds, which made people tremble with fear.

Two extremely powerful auras merged and converged in the air in an instant.

For a moment, the air on the rostrum froze. The entire scene seemed to have been paused. Everyone held their breath, staring intently at the two people facing each other on the rostrum, their hearts filled with tension and anticipation, not knowing what kind of earth-shattering collision would happen next, and how this conflict between the top powers would end. Everyone’s mood was raised to their throats along with the tense atmosphere.

Boom!

Suddenly, a thunderous roar far surpassing the one that had occurred during the previous battle between Tang San and Sima erupted in the deadly air. The roar seemed to shatter the entire world, and the sound waves rolled in all directions with the rostrum as the center. The air was violently stirred wherever it passed, forming strong air currents that whistled in all directions, causing everyone present to feel a strong impact.

The next moment, the originally huge rostrum exploded, leaving only the area surrounded by seven chairs intact. As for the rest of the place, it was all blown into rubble and soared into the sky. The rubble flew out in all directions like raindrops. Some fell on the ground, creating large pits and raising clouds of dust; some flew towards the people in the stands, scaring them to hide. The scene was suddenly in chaos. The loud noise from the rostrum instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the stands and the VIP seats. One by one, they turned their eyes away from the fighting stage and looked at the fighting stage that was almost completely shattered in confusion. Everyone was stunned by this sudden change. They were originally concentrating on watching the battle between the Tang Sect and the Spirit Hall on the fighting stage. Unexpectedly, such an amazing explosion suddenly occurred on the rostrum. This was completely beyond their expectations. They were full of doubts and wanted to know what was going on.

“So…what happened over there? What happened?”

“Those sitting on the rostrum are the seven most prestigious people in the continent today. Where did the explosion come from?”

“Could it be that some madman wants to attack those seven big men?”

“I can’t make any sense of it. Maybe they are the only ones who know what just happened.”

……

Everyone was talking about it, with countless eyes switching between Jiang Han, Ning Fengzhi and the other seven people, and all kinds of suspicions were heard. Everyone was speculating, some thought there might be an assassin attack, and some speculated that there might be a conflict between the bigwigs on the stage, but there was no definite evidence, so they could only speculate randomly. The scene was noisy, and everyone was immersed in curiosity and worry about this unexpected incident.

“Your Majesty, are you okay?”

“Back off, it’s none of your business, don’t come over!”

Before the Tiandou Empire’s guards could get close to the podium, Emperor Xue Ye shouted, and his majestic voice echoed in their ears. Emperor Xue Ye knew that the situation was unclear at the moment, and the guards might be in danger if they approached rashly, and he didn’t want these guards to disturb the situation on the stage, so he decisively shouted them away, wanting to find out what happened first before making the next plan.

After driving away the guards, Emperor Xue Ye glanced at the shattered marble around him and couldn’t help but take a breath. He looked at the messy scene and was shocked. He didn’t expect that the collision of the two people’s momentum could cause such terrible destruction. This kind of power was beyond imagination. It made him have a new understanding of Jiang Han and Qian Daoliu’s strength. At the same time, he was secretly glad that he was not affected just now, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

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The faces of White Tiger Emperor, Ning Fengzhi, and Yu Tianhao also changed drastically. The collision of the two’s momentum alone had caused such a terrifying power. They widened their eyes, their faces full of astonishment and disbelief. They originally thought that they had already understood the strength of the top masters, but the scene before them made them deeply realize that their previous understanding was still too shallow. Once masters like Jiang Han and Qian Daoliu really took action, the destructive power they produced was absolutely beyond their imagination. They were full of awe for such a powerful force.

Click!

However, just when they thought that the two were evenly matched in the previous tentative fight, the exquisite dragon-patterned chair made of thousand-year-old sandalwood under Qian Daoliu’s buttocks suddenly shattered and turned into a pile of sawdust. Under the pressure of the powerful soul power, the originally exquisite dragon-patterned chair was like fragile paper paste, instantly shattered into pieces, and sawdust flew everywhere. This scene more directly showed that Qian Daoliu was at a disadvantage in the previous momentum contest, which shocked everyone.

Looking at Jiang Han again, he still had a calm expression, and even crossed his legs leisurely. His calm and composed look, as if nothing had just happened, formed a sharp contrast with Qian Daoliu’s embarrassment, making people feel that he was unfathomable, and his strength was probably far beyond everyone’s imagination, which also made people around him more in awe of him.

Finally, a hint of surprise appeared on Pope Bibi Dong’s calm face, and her furrowed eyebrows showed her inner unrest. She had originally been full of confidence in Qian Daoliu, thinking that with his strength, he would not be at a disadvantage even against Jiang Han, but she did not expect that the current situation was beyond her expectations. She could not help but re-evaluate Jiang Han’s strength in her heart, and at the same time, she was thinking about how the Spirit Hall should deal with this game and the potential threat brought by Jiang Han.

“Bibi Dong, you stay here, I’ll go back to Douluo Palace!” Qian Daoliu brushed off the sawdust on his butt, stood up and glanced at Bibi Dong, then looked at Jiang Han and snorted, then golden light filled his body, took a step and turned into a long rainbow and disappeared on the rostrum. He was angry and annoyed, feeling that he had lost face in front of everyone this time, and he knew that he might not be able to defeat Jiang Han in a short time, so he decided to go back to Douluo Palace first, presumably to prepare something, or to use the power of Douluo Palace to deal with Jiang Han and Tang San and others, anyway, he didn’t want to give up so easily.

“Huh? Why did the Douluo Hall’s Great Priest Qian Daoliu suddenly leave? The battle isn’t over yet!” Everyone couldn’t help but look confused when they saw Qian Daoliu leaving. They were all puzzled. They didn’t understand why Qian Daoliu suddenly left at this time. After all, the game was still going on, and the confrontation with Jiang Han just now hadn’t been decided. According to common sense, he shouldn’t just leave like that. They were full of doubts and were guessing the reason why Qian Daoliu left.

“This……”

The eyes of Emperor Xue Ye, Emperor Bai Hu, Ning Fengzhi, and Yu Tianhao fell on the pile of sawdust. They swallowed subconsciously and looked at Jiang Han again. Their eyes were filled with strangeness. In addition to fear, they were more respectful, and of course there was a little curiosity. They couldn’t believe that Qian Daoliu, the top Douluo who had stood on the Douluo Continent for hundreds of years, actually lost in the collision of momentum! This result was really beyond their expectations. They originally thought that Qian Daoliu was invincible, but now he was at a disadvantage in the confrontation with Jiang Han. This made them have a new understanding of Jiang Han’s strength. They were both in awe and curious. They really wanted to know how powerful Jiang Han was that could make Qian Daoliu lose.

Jiang Han did not make any statement about Qian Daoliu’s departure. If he guessed correctly, the other party must have gone back to do something. If he did not want to interrupt his little disciple’s fight, he might have kept Qian Daoliu. But even if Qian Daoliu returned to the Douluo Palace, he was not panicked at all. After all, in the face of absolute strength, no matter how fancy it is, it is a meaningless struggle. He knew his own strength very well, and he was not afraid of Qian Daoliu’s methods, so he seemed very calm, just put his attention back on the fighting stage, paying attention to the fighting situation of his disciples.

Because of the sudden change on the podium, the two teams from the Spirit Hall and Tang Sect on the fighting stage also stopped fighting, and their curious and confused eyes fell on Jiang Han, Bibi Dong and others. (End of this chapter)