Douluo Continent: I Have No Thieves Under Heaven, the Explosive King Returns

Chapter 116 The Secret of the Vast Ocean Universe Cover, the Divine Sense of the Sea God

"Hehe, look at their faces, as black as the bottom of a pot, it's so damn satisfying!"

The resentment that the three traitors had carried for the past six years vanished, and they felt refreshed like never before.

For the first six years, the Golden Generation was overwhelmed by the difference in their soul power levels.

If it weren't for the fact that Wu Zetian was exceptionally strong and could hold one of them back, they would have already perished.

Although there is still a gap in soul power, this is no longer an advantage for the Golden Generation.

Dugu Yan and the other three women looked puzzled by the behavior of the three traitors, wondering why, despite belonging to the Spirit Hall, they were at odds with each other.

The one walking at the front, Wu Zetian, asked without turning his head, "Are you puzzled?"

The four women nodded in unison, wanting to know the reason behind it.

The thieves didn't stop walking; they talked as they went.

"You're still young, it's normal that you don't understand. Even the most powerful forces will have differing opinions within them. Factional struggles are something every behemoth has to go through."

Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong pouted unconvinced.

“Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is very united and has no internal strife. They all listen to Father, so the situation you described would never happen.”

"If it weren't for the support of the two titled Douluo, Sword and Bone, for your father," Tianxia Wuzei gave her a meaningful look, "believe me, you would only see an even more chaotic situation."

indeed.

Without Sword Bone Douluo, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would definitely be in chaos.

After all, we're all on the same level, so why should Ning Fengzhi be the sect leader?
Ning Rongrong remained silent, agreeing with the claim that there were no thieves in the world.

During her time with the "No Thieves Under Heaven" group, she was no longer the clueless little witch she once was.

I can see things clearly.

As the group approached the offering hall, a disheveled figure, chained up and unkempt, suddenly came into view.

No one would have imagined that Tang Hao, the once-powerful Haotian Douluo, would be reduced to a mere watchdog in the Hall of Worship!

"Who is this? Does the Spirit Hall have a habit of using people as watchdogs?!" Ning Rongrong's eyes flashed with a wicked amusement as she curiously sized up Tang Hao.

"No Thieves Under Heaven" laughed and said, "Of course not. It's just that this person's identity is quite special, but Rongrong, you should have heard of him."

"Who is it?!" Ning Rongrong's interest grew even stronger.

"Haotian Douluo, Tang Hao".

"what?!"

Not only Ning Rongrong, but also Dugu Yan and the other two women exclaimed in surprise at the same time.

Although Dugu Yan and the other two women didn't know much about Tang Hao, the title of Haotian Douluo explained everything.

The beggar in front of me, chained up like a dog, is actually a Title Douluo!
Ning Rongrong's pupils shrank, her face filled with horror: "It's...it's actually Tang Hao?!"

As a member of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, although she had never seen Tang Hao in person, the name was by no means unfamiliar to her.

"The people of the Clear Sky Sect have actually been reduced to being the watchdogs of the Spirit Hall! This... this is too much..."

At this moment, she was extremely grateful that she hadn't been so willful as to let Sword Bone Douluo attack Tianxia Wuzei.

Otherwise, the fate of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would probably be even more tragic.

Seeing this, Tianxia Wuzei felt relieved.

He didn't try to stop them; they leaked the news of Tang Hao's capture.

Because it's time to let that certain "Head-Shaking Grass" faction know the power of the Spirit Hall.

"Second brother, arrange a room for each of them. I need to talk to Lao Deng. After you're done, you can have half a day off."

"Okay, boss."

After giving his instructions, Tianxia Wuzei headed straight for the depths of the main hall.

The traitorous minister took Dugu Yan and the other four women to arrange their lodgings, while the man who recognized the traitor as his father and the shifty-eyed man were still "teasing the dog" in front of the gate, having a great time.

Soon, Wu Zetian arrived at the palace where the retainers usually held their meetings.

However, at this moment, the hall was empty.

Normally, all the worshippers have their own affairs, and they only gather here when summoned.

But the streams are all different.

As the High Priest, his mission is to sit in the temple and protect the legacy of the Angel God.

The thief, familiar with the place, circled around to the back of the hall, where a six-winged angel statue, over ten feet tall, stood prominently, radiating a sacred glow.

Qian Daoliu sat cross-legged before the statue, his entire body bathed in warm holy light, like the most devout believer. The moment the "No Thief Under Heaven" appeared, the holy light receded into his body like a tide.

"You wouldn't come to my humble abode without a reason." Qian Daoliu didn't even open his eyes, his voice as calm as still water. "Speak, what do you want with this old man?!"

He directly stated the purpose of the "No Thieves Under Heaven" campaign.

"Hehe." Tianxia Wuzei grinned. "Old Deng, as expected, nothing can be hidden from you."

Qian Daoliu's eyes twitched almost imperceptibly.

Because every time I hear the name "Old Deng," I feel it's not a good thing to say.

"Spit it out!" His voice was cold and impatient. "Don't force me to beat you up in front of the angel statue!"

The show, "No Thieves Under Heaven," doesn't play any tricks and gets straight to the point: "Two things, one I want to ask, and one I need your help with."

"Speak," Qian Daoliu said sparingly, his words as precious as gold.

"Six months ago, I met Xue Qinghe, the Crown Prince of the Heavenly Dou Empire." Tianxia Wuzei took a deep breath. "Who is he to you?"

The seated figure suddenly trembled, and Qian Daoliu abruptly opened his eyes.

"what have you found?"

He was filled with doubt: how did Tianxia Wuzei discover Qian Renxue?
Although Lion Douluo may seem rough, he is actually very meticulous and would never let a secret slip out.

Naturally, the person in the story wouldn't reveal their identity as a time traveler and would use a pre-prepared excuse.

“I sensed a trace of the same aura as you on him, which is definitely not something possessed by the Swan Martial Soul of the Heaven Dou Royal Family.”

His gaze was piercing, and his tone was aggressive: "And the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul is unique in the entire continent."

Qian Daoliu, seeing that the world was without thieves, no longer bothered to hide it.

"She is my granddaughter, Qian Renxue. As for why she replaced the crown prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, I'm sure you've already guessed it with your intelligence."

As a time traveler, I already knew about these things.

However, he pretended not to know and said in shock, "I didn't expect that you, old Deng, would have a granddaughter. That's beyond my expectations."

"It's good that you know about this." Qian Daoliu's expression turned serious. "Now is not the time to reveal Xue'er's identity. Remember to keep it a secret."

He changed the subject, asking, "So, what do you need my help with?"

A smile played on Tianxia Wuzei's lips as he took out the Vast Ocean Universe Cover from his soul tool.

This is the real purpose of his trip.

"My martial spirit sensed that this thing is extraordinary, but I have tried everything I can to activate it." He pretended to be troubled. "So I wanted to ask you, Old Deng, to take a look."

The moment the Vast Ocean Universe Cover appeared, Qian Daoliu's pupils shrank.

He raised his hand and summoned the Vast Ocean Universe Cover into his palm.

"This is... the Vast Ocean Universe Cover?!" Qian Daoliu exclaimed in disbelief. "How could the treasure of Seagod Island be in your hands?!"

As someone who had once set foot on Poseidon Island, he still had a strong impression of that aura.

"No Thief Under Heaven" touched his nose, looking slightly guilty: "I got it from Ning Fengzhi. But don't worry about that for now, how exactly do you use this treasure?"

In fact, he knew very well that those who were not recognized by the Vast Ocean Universe Cover could not use it.

But he was not giving up and wanted Qian Daoliu, who had a soul power of level 99, to try it out and see if he could force it to be used.

Qian Daoliu did not answer immediately, but instead poured his powerful soul energy into the Vast Ocean Universe Cover.

Golden light swirled around it in an instant, but the treasure remained completely still.

"Even I can't control it?" His brows furrowed slightly, and he suddenly formed a sword-finger gesture. "If that's the case, then let's try this!"

Under his guidance, the six-winged angel statue shone brightly, and a divine radiance suddenly descended upon the Vast Ocean Universe Cover.

"Buzz!"

The surface of the Vast Ocean Universe Cover instantly rippled with light, and a beam of azure light shot into the sky, transforming in the blink of an eye into a majestic phantom wielding a trident.

The phantom figure stood in stark contrast to the angel statue, and a vast ocean aura swept through the entire hall.

The pupils of "No Thief Under Heaven" suddenly shrank to the size of pinpoints, and a storm raged in his heart.

"This is... the divine consciousness of the Sea God!"

The sea god slowly opened his eyes, and in an instant, the air in the entire hall seemed to freeze.

A vast and unfathomable divine power suddenly erupted, and the stone pillars inside the hall groaned under the pressure, while the bricks and stones on the ground cracked inch by inch.

"Who is it!" A deep divine voice reverberated in the void, each syllable striking Qian Daoliu and Tianxia Wuzei's hearts like a heavy hammer. "How dare you disturb this god!"

(End of this chapter)