Douluo: Tara's Mask, the Ultimate Darkness!

Chapter 280 You want to try my Shadow Palace sword?

Xu Xin followed Qian Daoliu into the doorway, which was filled with a sacred aura.

"Second Brother, did you sense that kid's strength?" After Xu Xin left, Thousand Jun Douluo looked at Golden Crocodile Douluo and asked directly.

None of the Thousand-Pound Douluo members sensed the aura emanating from Xu Xin; to them, he appeared just like an ordinary person.

But with just a gentle wave of his hand, the aura emanating from the Angel Temple vanished, demonstrating its formidable strength.

Golden Crocodile Douluo's face was solemn: "I can't sense it, it should be even stronger than my elder brother..."

Even stronger than his older brother? How is that possible? How long has that kid been cultivating?
We've cultivated for countless years to achieve what we have today, but what about the other side? They probably haven't even spent 50 years at most.

Even Tang Hao was 40 years old before he became a titled official, but this person's strength had already surpassed that of the Grand Elder. How could they not be shocked?
"Alright, get back to cultivation. A junior has already surpassed us."

"If we don't cultivate properly, that little girl Xue'er will be banned, and then we old folks will have nowhere to hide our faces."

Golden Crocodile Douluo relaxed and made a joke.

The group agreed and began their cultivation.

Inside the Temple of Angels.

Qian Daoliu and Xu Xin sat facing each other.

Xu Xin carefully looked around. He didn't like the atmosphere here, and he always felt rejected by the place.

"Old man Qian, what do you want with me?" Xu Xin asked, and Qian Daoliu almost fell off his chair as soon as he started talking about the old man.

This kid really doesn't give me any face at all.

On second thought, the other party does have that capability.

Having figured it out, Qian Daoliu stopped caring about these titles.

As a time traveler, Xu Xin naturally didn't care about formalities. If you make me unhappy, I'll make you even more unhappy, that's all.

As for being polite with Qian Daoliu? There's no need for that. I'm not familiar with Qian Daoliu at all. We've only met a few times. Our wedding was just a transaction.

Still thinking you can use your past relationship to get ahead of yourself? That's impossible.

"Xu Xin, why did you tell Xiaoxue about the Divine Exam? And how did you find out about the Divine Exam?"

Qian Daoliu spoke slowly, his tone carrying a questioning tone.

Xu Xin remained calm, picked up the cup of tea, and drank it down in one gulp: "So-so."

Qian Daoliu was speechless. This guy really doesn't play by the rules at all.

"Why? Because she is my disciple, so she has the right to know, nothing more."

Xu Xin spoke casually, crossing his legs, not even glancing at Qian Daoliu. This old fellow, he thought, did his best for the Angel Clan, and he was a decent person, better than ninety percent of the people in Douluo Continent.

But now, Xu Xin doesn't think he's a good person just because of his reputation.

Xu Xin didn't believe that he didn't know about the despicable things Qian Xunji had done back then.

If he wanted to, the entire Spirit Hall could be under his control.

So you want Xu Xin to give you face? That's absolutely impossible, even if Xu Xin kills Qian Xunji...

"Humph."

“This is my family matter. Even if you are Xue’er’s teacher, you have no right to make unwarranted comments about my family affairs.”

Qian Daoliu snorted softly. He was very dissatisfied with Xu Xin's actions. He had already made all the plans and was just waiting for Qian Renxue to begin the divine test.

But now that Qian Renxue has reached the Soul Saint realm and knows about this, his plan is clearly impossible to implement.

Therefore, he now blames everything on Xu Xin. Xu Xin shrugs: "So? You want to fight?"

"Or is it that your Spirit Hall wants to test the sharpness of my Shadow Hall's sword?"

Xu Xin's voice was devoid of any emotion as he looked at Qian Daoliu. What harm was there in starting a war? But starting a war would inevitably disrupt his plan to become a god.

Xu Xin originally planned to completely unify Douluo Continent and Sun Moon Palace once someone became a god.

If we make a move now, it's just a matter of moving it ahead of schedule, which isn't necessarily a bad thing.

Qian Daoliu suppressed his anger, but the usually self-disciplined man could no longer contain himself: "Hmph, if the Shadow Elder wants to fight this old man..."

"It's not impossible!"

As he spoke, the spirit rings beneath Qian Daoliu's feet began to appear, and their vibrant red color caused Qian Daoliu's aura to gradually rise.

With the power of an angel, Qian Daoliu did not believe he would lose. Even if his opponent was powerful, he was still somewhat lacking under the blessing of divine power.

When I fought Tang Chen, I didn't fight in the air, I didn't use my divine power, and I gave up my advantage, which allowed my opponent to win by chance.

Now, facing the formidable Xu Xin, Qian Daoliu dares not relax in the slightest.

"Heh, old man Qian, you really want to fight me?"

Xu Xin slowly stood up, and the Wings of the Evil God appeared behind him. With each flap of those enormous wings, a terrifying aura of darkness was released.

The terrifying holy aura within the Angelic Temple collided with Xu Xin's dark aura in the air.

Neither of them would admit defeat, and both wanted to assimilate the other.

The two auras clashed in the air, unable to determine a winner for the time being. Qian Daoliu, on the other hand, was filled with shock. How could this be?
This is the Temple of Angels, the home ground of the Angel God, yet in the collision of the two auras, the divine aura did not directly overwhelm the other.

When he was outside, Qian Daoliu could still think that he didn't have the blessing of the Angel Temple, but now, he was shocked.

The next moment, the spirit rings under Xu Xin's feet appeared: yellow yellow purple black black black red red red!
Especially the last few spirit rings, which were almost black with red, and some even had a faint golden glow.

If Xu Xin hadn't been too weak and lacked resources back then, his spirit rings would have been much better than what he has now.

But he doesn't regret it. Everything he has now is the result of his hard work, and that's enough.

Xu Xin's soul skills from the Tara Mask have already spread out, and he usually uses the Tara form in fights, delivering powerful blows.

Outside, the terrifying aura emanating from Xu Xin and Qian Daoliu unsurprisingly spread outwards.

The Spirit Hall elders, who were still cultivating, were instantly awakened and stood up, their eyes fixed intently on the angel statue: "Second Brother, Eldest Brother and the others..."

Golden Crocodile Douluo frowned, feeling a chill run down his spine from the two terrifying auras emanating from them.

So strong, really strong.

He wasn't the only one; the others all shared the same thought.

They were familiar with Qian Daoliu's aura, so wasn't the other one Xu Xin's?
"Do you want to miss out on a battle where we join forces to open up the Angelic Temple?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo's voice was somewhat excited. Perhaps, through their battle, he could advance further and reach level 99, the Limit Douluo.

The worshippers present had their eyes light up; they didn't want to miss such a battle.

Just as they were discussing, the doors of the Angel Temple slowly opened...

boom!
Those two auras surged out instantly.

The worshippers reacted swiftly; in an instant, eight martial spirits soared into the sky…

(End of this chapter)