In Douluo Continent, I saved Zhu Zhuqing at the beginning.

With a thought, the fire god priest reached out and grasped, gathering the power of flames. A long spear burning with orange flames appeared in his hand.

Faintly, there were fluctuations of divine power, and the space itself was distorted by the terrifying heat.

The power of flames is terrifying!

Even Jinlu was startled. Even at his peak, he might not have been able to withstand such a terrifyingly high temperature.

At the same time, an invisible force of rules blocked the leakage of this force.

There's no way around it; if the law enforcers of the divine realm discover this, even the God of Fire will be punished.

"That's it..."

But such a terrifying scene was nothing out of the ordinary in Qian Daoliu's eyes.

He wasn't feigning disdain. Rather, the process of the flame's condensation was riddled with flaws, and the divine power was severely dispersed.

"Heh, your sharp tongue won't give you the power to fight me."

The fire god priest raised his punitive spear, intending to judge Qian Daoliu, this heretic who had defied the gods.

Soon, a look of confusion appeared in his eyes.

Is this all the strength you're using to resist me?

Have they given up?

Under the puzzled gaze of the Vulcan priest, Qian Daoliu lightly tapped his middle finger, and a wisp of soul power shot out, gently striking the Punishment Spear.

At first, nothing seemed amiss; it was as if a stone had sunk into the sea, barely causing a ripple.

That's it?

He was somewhat confused, and a mocking expression appeared on his face.

But the next moment, his face turned to one of horror...

That's impossible.

So shocked was he that bloodshot veins appeared in his eyes. Qian Daoliu's meager soul power had actually disrupted the balance of his divine technique.

You know, that was a loophole that he had never even noticed.

"Boom."

With a loud bang, the spear, which was formed from condensed flames, exploded as if it were a hallucination.

How could this happen?

Jin Tuo and the other two were stunned.

"How could this happen?"

The fire priest's eyes still held a hint of surprise. "My control over fire is unparalleled; one more step and I'll master the laws of fire. You are a follower of the Angel God..."

How could you break the balance of my divine magic with just a wisp of soul power?

This was no coincidence, he was absolutely certain of it. And only the gods had control over the power of fire above him.

But is Qian Daoliu a god?

That's obviously impossible.

Even the opponent's strength was far inferior to his own, which was only level 96 soul power!

You should know that even the God of Fire himself assessed that this divine technique was unbreakable among those of the same level. Otherwise, why would he have sent him down to the mortal realm to seize the position of the Angel God?

But now? It's been broken! And the opponent is a level 96 who is weaker than me.

What a disgrace!

Even if you told God about this, He would find it hard to accept.

"Heh, don't you understand now?"

Qian Daoliu gave a cold laugh.

"Understand what?"

"Of course it's because the god you worship is trash!"

Qian Daoliu's matter-of-fact attitude nearly made the priest explode with anger.

In fact, Sendo Ryu was telling the truth.

Previously, he knew nothing about the laws of fire, so if he faced such a terrifying opponent, he could only confront it head-on.

But things are different now.

It was quite a coincidence that I had received guidance from a master. Lin Yan's single word "fire" perfectly encapsulated the profound meaning of the Law of Fire.

Although he only grasped a tiny bit, the difference was that the priests grasped profound mysteries, while Qian Daoliu saw rules that pointed directly to the origin. The two were completely different.

Daily speech.

Standing on the shoulders of giants, this level of understanding is beyond what this fire god priest can compare to.

Therefore, breaking his skill in the blink of an eye is an easy task.

Wait! Something's not right!

Suddenly, Qian Daoliu awoke with a start, and that little bit of smugness vanished without a trace.

This is no coincidence.

Mr. Lin, being such a being, must have foreseen what I would encounter by showing me the rules of flame.

Give me some pointers in advance!

Otherwise, why write about fire? Why not light, ice, wind, or darkness?

They must have really gone out of their way to help me!

I'm so touched, Sendou Ryu is truly moved.

"My God, grant me the strength to quell the heresy."

Suddenly, the fire god priest prayed that the fire was not unlimited, so a quick victory was necessary.

At that moment, a terrifying aura emanated from the spatial rift.

This...this is...Looking at the scepter that the Vulcan priest pulled out from the spatial rift, Golden Crocodile and the others felt their heads buzzing.

This is an amazing tool!

Are you a sore loser? You come to your parents when your ultimate move gets countered?

But everyone knew it was all over, utterly over.

With a strength of level 99 and the aid of a divine weapon, he is absolutely invincible.

This is terrifying.

“Sigh…” Qian Daoliu sighed. “You’re too stingy, God. I don’t even know where you got this third-rate artifact.”

"Heh, do you even have a third-rate artifact? With the blessing of an artifact, every attack I launch is no weaker than a divine spell. Heretic, accept your punishment."

The fire god priest said defiantly.

"I never imagined that people in the divine realm would have such short hair and such limited knowledge."

Qian Daoliu shook his head and pulled out the writing brush from his waist.

"Uh... I just thought the High Priest brought hope, but now things are going to go wrong again..."

"Using a pen to fight against a magical weapon..."

Is this amazing product shameless?

The two, Qianjun and Jiangmo, remained silent for a moment.

But it was too late to say anything now. The fire god priest brandished his divine scepter like a long stick and brought it down.

Space locked!

This is a terrifying control ability that comes with the artifact.

Golden Crocodile, Thousand Jun, and Demon Slayer were as if they were under a spell, watching helplessly as the scepter fell.

I feel so helpless.

But at that moment, Qian Daoliu suddenly moved.

The so-called spatial blockade had absolutely no effect on the alignment.

The Vulcan priest shuddered. Damn it, this Thousand Paths Flow is toxic! Why are my invincible methods having no effect on him at all?

What kind of trouble are they going to cause this time?

He's going crazy.

Chapter 157 Return to the Divine Realm

Despite the spatial confinement, the Thousand Streams remained completely unaffected.

He held the brush in both hands, and his soul power passed through the brush, leaving messy, colored trails in the air.

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on his forehead. At this moment, Qian Daoliu felt that every stroke was as heavy as pushing a mountain.

Fortunately, he persevered through the arduous process, gritting his teeth and gritting his teeth.

With just a few strokes, a single character is formed.

Upon seeing this character, everyone's first reaction was...

醜！

It's so damn ugly.

Is this the kind of writing you produced after putting in so much effort?

If your writing teacher saw this, they'd be rolling in their graves.

But, although ugly.

The crowd was still able to discern that the crooked character should be 'fire'.