When Qian Daoliu transmigrated into Douluo Continent II, even the evil spirit masters were terrified

Chapter 49 A Familiar Voice from the Unseen World?

"But—even if I hadn't traveled through time, what difference would it make if I knew about this?"

Qian Daoliu fell into deep thought.

As the saying goes, everyone has selfish desires. No matter how despicable Qian Xunji may be, he is still his own son.

He figured that even if he knew about it, he would probably just keep quiet, like Jin E and the others, turning a blind eye.

"Alas, perhaps this is why I can only receive the eighth test from the Angel God and cannot be granted the ninth test."

Qian Daoliu's eyes dimmed.

Having experienced time travel, I witnessed various aspects of the present era.

It was as if he had suddenly opened a door.

I gained a deeper understanding of myself.

He's clearly not worthy of becoming a god.

indecisive.

Love for one's children.

Our ancestors must have understood this long ago.

That's why I don't want to become a new angel god.

"Oh.

"

Qian Daoliu let out a self-deprecating laugh.

He shook his head and continued flipping through "The Secret History of the Spirit Hall".

The content that followed became increasingly outrageous.

The above text says that Qian Xunji has a daughter. Just then, news of the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor taking human form reached his ears.

He immediately set it as his target, gathered his men, and prepared to hunt down the 100,000-year soul ring.

Not long after, Qian Xunji found Tang Hao and A Yin's whereabouts. Tang Chen, the patriarch of the Clear Sky Sect, was trapped in the City of Slaughter at the time. He attacked without any scruples, but he did not expect that A Yin would choose to sacrifice herself. Tang Hao successfully broke through to the Title Douluo level when he was on the verge of death and directly killed the Spirit Hall group.

Qian Xunji was severely injured as a result, and upon returning to the Spirit Hall, he was devoured by Bibi Dong. When Golden Crocodile Douluo and others learned of this, they wanted to eliminate Bibi Dong, but because she was Qian Renxue's mother and Qian Xunji had wronged her in the past, they had no choice but to turn a blind eye.

With this, the era of the Spirit Hall, dominated by the Qian family, came to a complete end, and Bibi Dong rose to power, ushering in a new era.

Qian Daoliu fell silent again upon seeing this.

As expected, after he transmigrated, Jin'e and his brothers took on his responsibilities and helped Ji'er successfully secure the position of Pope.

And then there's Tang Chen, who was trapped in the City of Slaughter. Although I don't know why, it seemed like a good thing at the time.

After all, the Spirit Hall doesn't have him, but the Clear Sky Sect still has Tang Chen. If Tang Chen were to make a move, the Spirit Hall might have already been destroyed.

"Children with illness—"

Qian Daoliu's gaze fell on the few lines of text about Qian Xunji being devoured by Bibi Dong, and he felt dizzy.

There's a saying that good deeds are rewarded and evil deeds are punished.

This doesn't seem to be entirely unreasonable.

But as a father, it's actually quite difficult for him to say that Qian Xunji brought this upon himself, even if he knows that Qian Xunji did indeed bring it upon himself.

"Alas, Bibi Dong was first forced to separate from her beloved, and later she was forcibly taken by Ji'er and gave birth to his child. As a result, she harbored resentment. After becoming the Pope, she began to resent the whole world and fantasized about unifying the continent. This is understandable."

Qian Daoliu let out a long sigh.

Finally, a corner of the truth of history has been revealed.

Admittedly, if he had been in the shoes of Jin E and the others, he probably would have chosen to remain silent, turn a blind eye, and let Bibi Dong become Pope.

This is also his fundamental flaw.

I can't bring myself to do it.

Qian Daoliu stood there in a daze for a while, the book in his hand drooping slightly. Then he quickly dispelled his thoughts and continued to read "The Secret History of the Spirit Hall".

What happened next can be summarized in one sentence.

Bibi Dong was ambitious and indiscriminately killed innocent people, which led to resistance from the entire continent. Even though she and Qian Renxue both became gods, they were still defeated by the righteous sea god Tang San.

Bibi Dong was killed, Qian Renxue's divine position was shattered, all the enshrined members of the Spirit Hall perished, and the evil Spirit Hall was destroyed, restoring peace to the Douluo Continent once again.

When Qian Daoliu closed "The Secret History of the Spirit Hall", his feelings were complicated.

Although he didn't understand why he, the High Priest of the Angel God, hadn't made a sacrifice, and why Qian Renxue had become the new Angel God, he didn't care anymore.

I guess our ancestors gave us special treatment.

At this moment, Qian Daoliu felt as if all his strength had been drained away, unable to accept this fact.

The Spirit Hall was destroyed.

The descendants finally inherited the divine position of their ancestors, only to have it shattered.

All his brothers also died.

Qian Daoliu suddenly felt that all the meaning of life had been lost.

The meaning of his life was to pass on the glory of the angels, but now that the angelic positions have been shattered, how can he pass on the glory of the angels?

Qian Daoliu was in a daze.

He didn't know what he was doing for the rest of the time.

Anyway, by the time he came to his senses...

They were already standing at the entrance of the villa where they had been placed.

The ginkgo tree swayed gently in the night breeze, its leaves rustling softly.

Yu Mengdi is practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard.

The girl was dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, and the Sacred Heart Sword in her hand gleamed coldly in the moonlight. Her swordplay was even cleaner and more precise than before.

Seeing him return, and noticing that he looked unwell, she quickly ran over to ask him what was wrong.

"Teacher, what's wrong?"

Qian Daoliu felt a tightness in his chest and waved his hand.

"It's nothing."

His voice was somewhat hoarse.

He entered the villa, randomly chose a room, locked himself inside, and took out the Angelic Sword.

Looking at the sword that bore the glory of angels, Qian Daoliu was lost in thought.

Time slipped by quietly, and before we knew it, night had fallen on the second day.

Qian Daoliu remained seated on the edge of the bed, motionless.

In a daze.

He noticed a faint glow emanating from the surface of the angel's holy sword.

The light was softer than moonlight.

A voice seemed to rise from the depths of the darkness.

"come over----"

"come over----"

The voice was sacred and pure, with a touch of inexplicable warmth.

Qian Daoliu frowned, his figure flashed, and he followed the direction from which the sound came across the night sky, arriving above a wasteland.

This place is less than 5,000 meters from Shrek Academy.

Below, weeds grew rampant, shrubs were messy, and a few crooked trees groaned in the night wind.

Qian Daoliu always felt that something underground was calling to him.

It's becoming clearer and more urgent.

So he raised his hand and made a grasping motion, and the wasteland trembled violently, with soil flying everywhere.

The golden soul power transformed into a giant hand, continuously digging downwards.

They dug down about seven or eight hundred meters.

Amidst the flying mud and rocks, he saw a broken statue head.

The head was half-buried in the soil, half of the face was broken, but the remaining eye still shone with a holy compassion for the world.

Qian Daoliu's pupils constricted instantly, as if something had struck his heart. He immediately accelerated his digging speed, his soul power surging outwards without restraint.

Half an hour later.

Qian Daoliu jumped into the deep pit he had dug himself.

The bottom of the pit was damp and cold, and the smell of earth filled the air.

He looked up at the tall statue before him; even though it was incomplete, its former grandeur was still evident.

Tears welled up in Qian Daoliu's eyes.