Douluo Continent: After Ten Thousand Years of Silence, I Was Exposed by the Sky.

Chapter 121 Qian Lin: The hatred for killing my father is irreconcilable, let's fight Shrek Academy! (Please continue reading!)
Qian Lin frowned slightly as he looked the old man in front of him up and down. The old man had white hair and beard and his strength had reached the level of a peerless Douluo at level ninety-nine.

Although the bloodline was much thinner, the unique fluctuation originating from the six-winged angel martial soul was undeniable.

"Um……"

Qian Lin let out a soft snort, and the killing intent in his eyes subsided slightly.
"Level 99... barely not disgracing me."

"Are you the current Pope of the Spirit Hall?"

Upon hearing this question, Qian Daoliu felt reassured and immediately bowed respectfully.
"This junior, Qian Daoliu, has not been Pope for decades. He is now the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall. I pay my respects to the Ancestor!"

"Since we're family, there's no need to kneel."

With a casual wave of his hand, Qian Lin lifted Qian Daoliu up with a gentle yet irresistible force.

The dark purple spear in Qian Lin's hand slowly dissipated, turning into starlight that merged into his body, but his tone still carried a hint of impatience:

"What did that kid in the sky just say?"
Tang San became a dual god?

"And they even abolished our family's shrine?"

"I'm going to crush that Tang San right now and eliminate this threat forever. Why are you stopping me?"

Qian Daoliu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and hurriedly explained:
"Ancestor, please calm your anger!"
"Calm down!"

"What was said in that sky was about the 'future' ten thousand years from now!"

"Tang San, despite his extraordinary talent, is still only a Soul Master of a few dozen levels. He hasn't become a god yet, let alone achieved dual godhood!"

"That so-called 'tragic ending' hasn't happened yet!"

Upon hearing this, Qian Lin raised an eyebrow and nodded thoughtfully.

"Oh? Things in the future?"

"It's easier to handle since it hasn't happened yet."

Qian Lin sneered, crossed his arms, and hovered in mid-air, adopting a spectator's posture:
"So, we still have a chance to rewrite this so-called script?"

"exactly!"

Qian Daoliu nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense."

Qian Lin waved his hand and pointed to the sky above, which blotted out the sun:

"Since I just woke up, I'm completely clueless about the current situation."

"Tell me quickly, what the hell is this thing? And what's the current situation on the mainland?"

"If you dare to omit even a single word, I'll hold you responsible first!"

Qian Daoliu dared not be negligent and quickly took a deep breath to organize his thoughts.

He then began to speak rapidly yet clearly and logically.

The story begins with the sudden appearance of the sky over Douluo Continent.

Two deities who created their own divine positions 20,000 years ago: Poseidon, the god of the sea, and their ancestor, Qian Yuhan.

For a moment, Qian Lin's usually arrogant and unruly face went blank.

That blankness was not confusion, but a kind of bewilderment after one's worldview was forcibly torn apart.

The air inside the Douluo Hall seemed to freeze.

Qian Daoliu, who had just breathed a sigh of relief because Qian Lin had concealed his aura, suddenly felt his heart clench.

An even more terrifying and oppressive aura, like a volcano about to erupt, was brewing wildly within his ancestor's body.

"What did you say?"

Qianlin's voice was very soft, so soft it was like a murmur.

But every word seemed to be squeezed out from between teeth, carrying a chilling aura:
“My father…Wei Yuan…”

"Was he betrayed and killed by Poseidon... that so-called 'sea god'?"

Qian Dao was sweating profusely, kneeling on the ground, not daring to lift his head, and could only answer with a stiff upper lip:

"Reporting to our ancestor... this is indeed what is being played out on the celestial screen. Poseidon betrayed our ancestor Wei Yuan in order to become a god."

They stole the power of faith accumulated by the ancestor Wei Yuan.

He perished, and the angelic progenitor... seemed to have been kept in the dark all along.

boom--! ! !
As soon as Qian Daoliu finished speaking, an indescribable and terrifying shockwave exploded outwards from Qian Lin!
This time, it's no longer just about intimidation.

Instead, it was a tangible, destructive purple dragon flame!
"Roar--!!!"

Qianlin raised his head and let out an extremely shrill roar, a roar filled with endless grief and indignation and overwhelming killing intent.

In the void behind Qian Lin, the enormous phantom of the Purple Radiance Annihilation Dragon reappeared.

This time, the dragon's eyes were no longer closed, but flowed with scarlet tears of blood, tearing the surrounding space madly.

"Poseidon!!! You old scoundrel!!!"

Qianlin's eyes were bloodshot, and two lines of tears uncontrollably slid down his face, but were instantly evaporated by the purple flames burning on his cheeks.

"I knew it... I knew it was why Mother always hesitated to speak when she mentioned Father!"

"I knew it! That's why I was born without a father, and why I have such violent and resentful dragon blood in my veins!"

"So you're the one who killed me!"
So it was you, you despicable scoundrel, who killed him!

Qianlin was in a state resembling a wounded wild beast, clutching his hair tightly.
His fingernails dug deep into his scalp, and blood flowed down his forehead, making him look even more ferocious and terrifying.

He had never met his father.

But this does not mean that he does not crave his father's love.

During his long years of slumber, he had imagined his father's appearance countless times, and the scene of the family of three reuniting.

But now, the sky tells him that all this beauty was destroyed by the "Sea God" who was revered by the world 20,000 years ago!

The hatred for killing my father is irreconcilable!

"Haha...hahahaha!"

After a moment of extreme grief and indignation, Qianlin suddenly burst into wild laughter.

The maniacal laughter shook the walls of the Douluo Palace, causing countless cracks to appear once again.

He abruptly lowered his head, his eyes, now completely transformed into purple-gold vertical pupils, fixed intently on Qian Daoliu, his tone chilling as if from the deepest hell:
"Good! Very good!"

"Originally, I just thought that Tang San was an eyesore and wanted to crush him with my bare hands."

"but now……"

Qian Lin slowly raised his right hand, and in his palm, the dark purple dragon spear condensed once more. On the spear shaft, the dragon soul wailed, and the murderous aura soared to the sky.

"That Tang San, since he accepted the Sea God's test, since he wants to inherit the mantle of that old dog Poseidon..."

"Then he is Poseidon's henchman! The heir of that thief!"

"The debts of the father are to be repaid by the son, and the debts of the teacher are to be repaid by the student

Qian Lin whirled around, his gaze piercing through the gates of the Douluo Palace, pointing directly towards Shrek Academy, his killing intent solidifying into tangible frost.
"Poseidon is hiding in the realm of the gods; I can't reach him for now."

"Then I'll first tear his 'successor' to pieces!"

"I'm going to smash Tang San's bones one by one!"

Crush his position as the god of the sea into powder!
This is to commemorate my father's spirit in heaven!

Having said that, Qian Lin didn't even wait for Qian Daoliu to react before his three pairs of wings suddenly flapped.

Boom!

The dome of the Douluo Palace was completely shattered.

A streak of purple-gold light, carrying a devastating rage and killing intent, sped toward Shrek Academy like a meteorite traveling against the current!
Only a single, murderous sentence remained, echoing for a long time above Wuhun City:
"Qian Daoliu! Gather your troops!"

"Follow my ancestor—to crush Shrek Academy! To wash away the legacy of the Sea God!"

(End of this chapter)