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-Douluo Hall!-
The highest existence in the Spirit Hall.
It is the resting place of Qian Xunji and the grave of all Title Douluo.
It is because of Douluo Hall that the Spirit City was recognized as the holy land for soul masters after its establishment.
Even the Pope, before their death, did not have the right to enter.
Now, before this sacred and faith-filled Douluo Hall
Several elders carried the coffin, slowly pushing open the long-sealed hall doors, their figures gradually disappearing inside.
Qian Renxue stood outside the door, only able to see the towering sacred monuments.
At this moment, Qian Xunji's funeral was not very lively.
Bibi Dong, as his disciple, although summoned, did not showed up.
The identities of Qian Renxue and Qian Renjue still remained a secret of the Spirit Hall.
They could only hide among the crowd.
Only Qian Daoliu, as a relative, accompanied Qian Xunji to the resting place.
At the same time, the Spirit Hall launched their final assault on the Clear Sky Clan.
The mighty Clear Sky Clan, on this day, completely tore off its mask.
It demonstrated its betrayal and cowardice to the fullest extent.
When the situation was already hopeless, with no prior notice, they directly abandoned all affiliated sects, leaving them to fend for themselves while the Clear Sky Clan disciples withdrew completely.
They retreated to their ancestral land, taking advantage of the terrain to defend it thoroughly.
At the same time, they used the promise made after Qian Daoliu's retreat to buy time for survival.
The Spirit Hall, now fully focused on engaging the four minor sects all day.
The world was dyed red with blood.
Battle reports frequently came back to Spirit City from the battlefield.
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The evening wind was blowing, and the air seemed to be filled with a bloody scent.
The shouts and killings between forces gradually quieted down.
Qian Daoliu stood on the mountaintop, looking down with his hands behind his back.
The Soul Absorbing Pearl on his chest swayed.
Fragments of paper from the front line battle reports fluttered in the wind, floating in the air.
Qian Renxue and Qian Renjue were behind Qian Daoliu.
They already knew from the reports that the Spirit Hall had achieved a great victory.
The Clear Sky Clan had become like a turtle hiding inside its shell.
They had already submitted and declared that they would close their mountains and cease their worldly affairs.
Their members had scattered and fled.
In just seven days, the Clear Sky Clan had been driven back to its home, losing all of its glory.
At this moment, the forces of the Spirit Hall were stationed at the foot of the mountain, waiting for the final order on whether to completely annihilate the Clear Sky Sect or let them go
Qian Daoliu was pondering the gains and losses.
After all, this war of extermination was triggered by Qian Xunji's death.
The culprit, Qian Daoliu knew very well.
Tang Hao was at most an innocent accomplice.
But there was nothing he could do.
He had to place the blame on Tang Hao.
By now, the Clear Sky Clan had suffered a severe blow.
They had even been reduced to their original state, a minor clan
What still worried Qian Daoliu was the missing Tang Chen and the divine power he felt when chasing Tang Hao and his son.
The evening wind swirled and stirred.
The Azure Luan Douluo, who had been waiting at the rear for a long time, stepped forward.
"Big Brother, how should we reply to the Sixth and Seventh Brother?"
After a moment's thought, Qian Daoliu sighed and had made a decision.
He responded:
"Let the Sixth and Seventh Brother return. This matter is over."
"Why? Grandpa!"
Before the Azure Luan Douluo could respond, Qian Renjue suddenly stepped forward, grabbing Qian Daoliu's arm and shaking it urgently.
"Grandpa, why give up this opportunity? The Clear Sky Clan will be our enemy sooner or later!"
"This is an opportunity we shed blood for!"
At this time, the Clear Sky Clan was at its weakest.
Tang Chen, the strongest soul master on land, was nowhere to be seen even when his clan nearly extinct.
The only two who inherited the Great Sumeru Hammer, Tang Hao and his son, were heavily injured and expelled from the sect.
The number of Title Douluo within the sect now were far less than the original story.
There was no doubt that this was the Clear Sky Clan's weakest period.
It was the best opportunity!
The Azure Luan Douluo looked at Qian Renjue with surprise.
Although he was reluctant to give up, he was absolutely loyal to the Qian family.
He would only follow Qian Daoliu's orders.
This decision must have considerations he was not aware of.
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Qian Daoliu was momentarily stunned, then gently placed his hand on Qian Renjue's head.
He spoke earnestly:
"Xiao Jue, the Clear Sky Clan is not that simple."
"Not that simple?"
Qian Renjue murmured, looking at the gravity in Qian Daoliu's eyes.
He finally caught on to what he had previously overlooked.
Tang Hao's strange and unrivalled mysterious strength!
"Jue, Grandpa is right."
Qian Renxue stepped forward and gently took Qian Renjue's hand.
Compared to Qian Daoliu, she undoubtedly understood the danger and terror of that divine power better.
"Sister?"
Qian Renjie looked back at Qian Renxue.
"Jue, I promise you, I will bury them all later."
Qian Renxue's voice was firm.
She opened her arms and gently embraced Qian Renjue, their heights almost matching.
She rested her forehead against Qian Renjue's temple,
"Jue, I will protect you!"
Qian Renxue's voice was as gentle as water.
Her red lips parted slightly, lightly kissing on Qian Renjue's face.
"Jue believes Sister."
Qian Renjue slightly closed his eyes and responded softly.
The gentle kiss made Qian Renjue's left cheek a bit itchy.
"Hmm, good boy~"
Qian Renxue's eyes narrowed slightly.
She affectionately rubbed her head against Qian Renjue, but her heart surging with murderous intent.
This is the right time,
She should leave this safe house and do things that could change the future.
Even if future enemies were not just Tang San alone, Qian Renxue was prepared.
She was no longer the naive and arrogant Qian Renxue of the past.
For her brother, the holy Six-Winged Angel could also drown the world in blood!
Whether mortal or Gods, Seraphims would burn everything they could burn and judge all they could judge!
"Haha"
Qian Daoliu looked at the siblings embracing each other with a relieved expression.
He turned to the Azure Luan Douluo and instructed:
"Third brother, go. Let the Sixth and Seventh brother withdraw."
"Yes!"
The Azure Luan Douluo responded respectfully.
He immediately flew towards the Spirit Hall.
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Soon, Qian Daoliu's order was transmitted to the front line camp.
Upon receiving the retreat order, the Spirit Hall forces began to withdraw in an orderly manner.
They either returned to Spirit City or to various major branches.
Among them, the severely injured soul masters were gathered and escorted to Spirit City.
Ye Renxin, who had not yet left, was responsible for their treatment.
Orphans from the battle were gathered in the orphanages within Spirit City.
Meanwhile, the affected civilians were compensated by the Spirit Hall or assisted in rebuilding their homes.
In just two days, the entire soul master world returned to calm.
However, compared to before, it was slightly obviously less lively.
Not only because of the Clear Sky Clan's closure of the mountains.
After the great war, no one dared to be too reckless or stir up new conflicts that could irked the Spirit Hall.
In Spirit City, when the elders had rested enough, Qian Daoliu called them all together to discuss the appointment of the new Pope.
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We go back to the usual schedule :))