Chapter 155 The Angel God Disappears
The figure standing in the hall now is obviously the peerless Douluo with the title of Angel, Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu was dressed in a white robe, his sleeves fluttering in the wind, and he exuded a sacred and majestic aura.

His face was stern, and although the years had left traces on it, it made him look more mature and steady.

His snow-white hair was neatly tied up, highlighting his neatness and competence. His eyes seemed to contain endless star power, deep and sharp, as if they could see through all illusions.

The innate aura of a superior made the air around him heavy, and people couldn't help but feel awe in his presence.

but……

Zhu Zhuqing turned her gaze towards the sky in front of her. Comparing the two, the peerless Douluo naturally looked more impressive.
But when facing such a person, Kong still looked calm and composed. His elegant temperament was like a proud plum blossom in the cold winter, which still bloomed independently no matter how strong the wind and snow were.

Buzz~.

Suddenly, a terrifying aura spread in the worship hall. Qian Daoliu remained indifferent, but the Titled Douluo on both sides activated their martial spirits.
Dazzling spirit rings unfolded one after another, and various martial spirits released powerful auras, rushing towards Kong and the others.

"Haha~"

A barrier had been erected just now, so Kong didn't have to worry about the people behind him being hit by the soul power of so many Titled Douluo.

He just smiled lightly and glanced at the Fire Meow Meow in Yu Keke's arms.

Fire Meow Meow understood Kong's meaning, and leaped out in one leap. When it jumped into the hall, it had become unusually tall.

"Roar!"

Fire Meow roared, and the flames on its body burned fiercely. The momentum of the forest beast king was not inferior to the momentum of the Titled Douluo.

Even though he was facing many Titled Douluo at the same time, with Kong behind him, Huo Miaomiao roared again with all his might, and the echo lingered in the Spirit Hall.

At this moment, the Fire Meow Beast's face was filled with excitement. Just ask, which soul beast could face more than a dozen Titled Douluo and still be as arrogant as itself?
It wanted to record this scene, as it was the highlight of its life.

"Hahaha~"

Seeing this, Qian Daoliu laughed heartily and waved his hand to stop the elders who were about to increase their soul power output. Then he looked at Kong from a distance, raised his hands and clasped his fists, and introduced loudly:
"Sir, I have long heard of your great name. My name is Qian Daoliu. I am the chief worshiper of the Spirit Hall."

"Kong, traveler." Kong clasped his fists in return.

Seeing that all the elders had restrained their martial spirits, Huo Miaomiao naturally restrained his aura as well, but he did not change back to his original size. Instead, he walked to Kong's side and sat upright, like a guardian beast.

"Your Excellency has come from afar, please forgive me for not welcoming you in person, I am really a little busy."

Qian Daoliu walked down the platform, glanced at a few people, and then spoke to the young man in front of him.

Previously, all the Titled Douluo attacked together in order to test his strength.

Unexpectedly, he did not take action, but instead let the soul beasts that followed him come out to confront him.

However, from the barrier he casually created, it can be seen that the strength of this young man in front of him is indeed as unfathomable as the rumors say.

Although no power fluctuations belonging to him could be sensed at the moment, his calm expression had already confirmed that this person was no ordinary person.

"Traveler, look at that statue!"

After the thousand streams flowed down, the statue behind him revealed its full appearance. Paimon's eyes were drawn to it, and he pointed with his little hand in surprise.

"Oh? Has Paimon ever seen a similar statue?"

Since he knew Kong, Qian Daoliu certainly knew Paimon's origins.

"Hehe~ Grandpa, whose statue is this?" Paimon smiled and compared it with Mond's statue. The two were indeed very similar.

"This is the statue of the Angel God."

"An angel statue?... The statues of the street singers in Mondstadt are very similar~ but his is outside."

Paimon nodded, not surprised to see the statue here.

"A street singer?..."

Qian Daoliu was a little confused. From the name, it seemed like he was just a wandering artist. How could there be a statue that could rival the God of Angels?
"Yes." Paimon replied, then felt a little embarrassed.
"The singing singer is the nickname I gave him. His name is Barbatos, and his real identity is a god."

"..."

After hearing Paimeng's explanation, Qian Daoliu's beard twitched slightly.

I was almost led astray by this little guy, saying how could a street singer have a statue of a god? It turned out that he was also a god.

"The god Paimon mentioned is very similar to the Angel God. Where is he now?"

Qian Daoliu asked following Paimon's words.

He had some thoughts in his mind, and seemed to be looking for an answer.

"Yeah, both of their statues are super huge, but where do you think he is... He should be in the tavern in Mondstadt right now."

Paimon glanced at the sky through the gate. It was already approaching afternoon. If the time in Teyvat was the same as here, the street singers would probably be drunk...

"Forgive my impoliteness, but is the god Paimon mentioned a man or a woman?"

"A man, right?"

Paimon replied vaguely.

When traveling with the travelers, she learned that Barbatos' true form was a wind elf, and his current appearance was actually based on the appearance of an old friend of his.

As for him, he should also be a man...

Seeing that Paimon's answer was somewhat ambiguous, Qian Daoliu's thoughts became even heavier.

There was a secret buried in his heart for many years, which he had never revealed to anyone, including Qian Renxue, his closest friend who was sent undercover in Tiandou.

The reason why I asked Paimon about the appearance of the god she mentioned was because the angel god who originally protected the Qian family had disappeared!
To put it bluntly, he could no longer contact or sense the presence of the Angel God.

The faint divine aura that exists in the hall is just a remnant of the Angel God from long ago.

He wanted to explore, but had no way to find it. He just heard what Paimon said, could that similar god be the God of Angels?
Qian Daoliu wanted to find out more information, but at this time, in addition to Kong and his companions, there were also more than a dozen elders from the Spirit Hall.

He knew very well that this was not the place to get to know each other. Now that he had met her, it would not be too late to get to know her privately later.

Then he looked at the Golden Crocodile Elder who was sitting in the first seat. The Golden Crocodile understood his gaze and stood up and came forward.
After nodding slightly at Kong, a release box appeared out of thin air in his hand.

Qian Daoliu took the box and said to Sora with a smile:
"Sir, it's our first meeting. This is a small gift from the Spirit Hall. I hope you will accept it."

As he spoke, he opened the box, and the spiritual energy in it seemed to have found an outlet and emanated all at once.

(End of this chapter)

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