Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 354 A Temporary Farewell, Pursuing Their Own Destinies

The sound of Qian Renxue pierced the sky.

She spread her six wings, like a golden lightning bolt, blocking the path between Qian Daoliu and Yu Xiaolie.

Its snow-white wings gleamed like pearls in the sunlight, yet trembled slightly with its rapid breathing.

Yu Xiaolie's Asura Demon Sword stopped in mid-air, and the blood-red light at the tip of the sword gradually subsided.

He looked at Qian Renxue, who was standing in front of him, his brows furrowed slightly, his tone devoid of emotion: "I didn't intend to kill him."

As he spoke, a suffocating pressure suddenly erupted from Yu Xiaolie's body.

A gray current of air swirled around him, causing ripples in the air as it passed, and pressing the clouds high in the sky into a thin sheet by an invisible force.

That wasn't soul power, nor was it killing intent; it was the power of a demigod, somewhere between a human and a god.

The sky darkened instantly, and the clouds, as if dyed black, churned and formed a huge vortex.

Yu Xiaolie's voice was as calm as a deep pool, "If I really wanted to kill him, I wouldn't have only used this much strength."

Qian Daoliu's pupils shrank suddenly. He felt his soul power circulation suddenly become sluggish, and even breathing became difficult.

This is... domain suppression?
No, what he is facing now is far more terrifying than the realm itself!
It felt like being rejected by the entire world, with even the laws of heaven and earth bowing down to the man in black robes.

"Demi god……"

Qian Daoliu squeezed out these two words through gritted teeth, his hand gripping the Angelic Holy Sword, veins bulging.

In his more than 100 years of life, this was the first time he had felt such a sense of powerlessness and frustration.

"Roar--"

A deafening dragon roar resounded through the sky as the Black Netherworld Sacred Dragon soared into the heavens from behind Yu Xiaolie.

It is much larger than it was a few years ago, with dark red patterns on its jet-black scales, each scale resembling the sharpest blade.

When the dragon's wings spread, they blotted out the sky, casting shadows that enveloped the entire Crystal Valley.

What's most chilling are those dragon eyes, blood-red as they seem capable of annihilating the soul.

The Black Nether Dragon swooped down, its massive claws aimed straight for Qian Daoliu's head.

The claws gleamed with a cold, eerie blue light, and tiny cracks appeared in the space wherever they passed.

"Dragon cub, step back!"

Qian Renxue shouted sharply, simultaneously unleashing her Angel Domain.

Pure golden light burst forth from her body, forming a light curtain above Qian Daoliu's head.

The Black Nether Dragon's attack came to an abrupt halt. It braked sharply in mid-air, and the wind pressure generated by its massive body uprooted several ancient trees below.

It growled in dissatisfaction, but still obediently circled back behind Yu Xiaolie. However, its dragon eyes were still fixed on Qian Daoliu, and the breath from its nostrils smelled of sulfur.

Qian Daoliu's face was extremely ugly.

As the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall and a Level 99 Limit Douluo, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?
What angered him even more was that he was completely overwhelmed by his granddaughter and even needed her protection to stay safe.

He originally intended to settle both old and new scores, vent his pent-up resentment over the Poseidon incident, and teach this arrogant junior a lesson.

Unexpectedly, he couldn't even withstand one-tenth of the opponent's hidden strength.

Moreover, Qian Renxue was actually able to command Yu Xiaolie's Holy Dragon.

Their relationship is definitely not simple!

It's possible that my granddaughter has already been kidnapped!
Thinking of this, Qian Daoliu's gaze swept back and forth between the two of them, and he suddenly noticed the blush on Qian Renxue's ears and the strange light in her eyes.

The old man, who had lived for nearly two hundred years, instantly understood everything, and his anger surged to the top of his head.

"Yu Xiaolie! Xiaoxue is the inheritor of the Angel God!"

Qian Daoliu practically roared, his silver hair fluttering without wind as his soul power surged, "And you, burdened with darkness and slaughter, are born to be the opposite! What right do you have to touch her?"

Qian Renxue suddenly turned to face her grandfather, stamping her foot anxiously, "Grandpa, you don't understand him at all! Xiao Lie not only has the dark attribute, but also the origin of the Holy Dragon of Light! The dark attribute is just one of his multiple attributes. For the past six months, he has been guiding me to understand the essence of power. I completed my seventh test, 'Eye of Order,' thanks to him."

Qian Daoliu was stunned. He looked into his granddaughter's eyes, and there was no confusion or bewitching in them, only a firmness and clarity tempered by experience, brighter than ever before. This was not a momentary infatuation, but a realization after truly understanding the essence of power.

Moreover, Yu Xiaolie's strength has far surpassed that of ordinary Limit Douluo, and he has even touched the threshold of godhood.

If such a being truly malicious, Qian Renxue would never be standing here unharmed.

But the more Qian Daoliu understood this, the more agitated he became.

He looked at Yu Xiaolie, but his gaze completely disregarded him.

"Enough!" Qian Daoliu suddenly roared, his six wings unfurling. "Xiaoxue, come back to the Spirit Hall with me. Your eighth trial can't be delayed any longer."

Qian Renxue opened her mouth, then her shoulders slumped.

She knew her grandfather was right; the divine trial was her innate mission.
"Go." Yu Xiaolie sheathed the Asura Demon Sword, too lazy to listen to the argument anymore.

He knew that Qian Daoliu's prejudice against him was deeply rooted, and that any further explanation would be a waste of breath.

The demigod's pressure slowly subsided, the gray energy retreated back into his body, leaving only a cold sentence: "The divine test is of utmost importance."

Qian Renxue turned to look at him, her golden eyes filled with reluctance. Her lips moved, but she didn't know what to say.

Memories of spending the past six months together flashed through my mind.

She knew Yu Xiaolie was right; the Divine Examination shouldn't be delayed, and the past six months together had already been stolen time.

But while she remained rational, her emotions surged like a burst dam, bringing tears to her eyes.

"I will come back to find you."

Qian Renxue stepped forward and, under her grandfather's shocked gaze, gently took Yu Xiaolie's hand, saying, "Wait until I complete all the divine trials."

Yu Xiaolie did not dodge, but he also did not make any further moves.

He simply nodded slightly, a barely perceptible tenderness flashing in his obsidian eyes, and without answering, gently pulled his hand away from hers.

Qian Daoliu watched this scene, his long, silvery eyebrows furrowed into a deep frown, but he ultimately said nothing more. He turned and transformed into a golden light, flying towards the Spirit Hall.

Qian Renxue glanced at Yu Xiaolie one last time, hiding all her reluctance in her eyes, then spread her six wings and chased after him, instantly transforming into a point of light on the horizon.

Yu Xiaolie stood there, his black robe fluttering in the wind, until the point of light completely disappeared from his sight before he looked away.

The Black Nether Dragon came closer and gently nuzzled his shoulder with its massive head.

Yu Xiaolie patted the dragon's horns, then flipped over and leaped onto the dragon's back.

"Let's go, I'll find you some decent spirit rings."

The Black Nether Dragon let out a long roar and took off into the sky.

……

High in the sky, Qian Daoliu carried Qian Renxue at high speed.

The old man kept a stern face, his silver hair danced wildly in the wind, and each flap of the six wings on his back produced a burst of air, revealing the turmoil in his heart.

Qian Renxue secretly observed her grandfather's expression and found that his brows were furrowed and his lips were pressed into a straight line, clearly indicating that he was still angry.

But she could also sense that her grandfather's tense emotions had relaxed a lot.

“Grandpa…” Qian Renxue called softly.

Qian Daoliu interrupted sharply, "Don't speak, let me have some peace and quiet."

Qian Renxue obediently shut up, but her heart was not as calm as it appeared.

She couldn't help but look back at Crystal Valley, which had become a small black dot.

Qian Daoliu caught a glimpse of his granddaughter's actions out of the corner of his eye, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings.

He could certainly see that Qian Renxue's feelings for Yu Xiaolie had gone beyond ordinary friendship.

But what alarmed him even more was that his granddaughter's abilities had made a qualitative leap in just six months.

It's not about increasing your soul power level, but about understanding the essence of power.

This kind of growth cannot be achieved by working in isolation.

Moreover, Qian Daoliu couldn't help but recall the strength that Yu Xiaolie had just displayed.

That kind of pressure, that kind of control over the laws of heaven and earth, is infinitely close to that of a god. Now his strength can be called the number one person in the Douluo Continent.

What shocked him most was that Yu Xiaolie seemed to have mastered multiple completely different attribute energies at the same time.

Darkness and light, slaughter and order, ice and fire...

"That kid... just how far has he gotten?" Qian Daoliu muttered to himself unconsciously.

A hint of a smile flashed in Qian Renxue's eyes when she heard her grandfather's whisper.

She knew that although her grandfather was tough on the outside, he was beginning to waver inside.

After all, for a powerful figure like Qian Daoliu, strength is the best form of persuasion.

(End of this chapter)