Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Clay, the Creator of All Things

This kid's methods are really beyond his comprehension.

However, Qian Daoliu had no objection to this.

Rather, it would be more accurate to say that being able to fight Tang Chen at his peak was exactly what he wanted.

To win, one must do so honorably and without any regrets!

Qian Daoliu was full of confidence in this regard.

However, upon hearing the words "son-in-law of Qian Daoliu," Tang Chen couldn't help but turn his gaze to Qian Renxue before speaking to Qian Daoliu: "What does Brother Qian mean?"

Tang Chen was somewhat incredulous. That indescribable great will was actually Qian Renxue's companion?

Qian Daoliu's grandson-in-law?

Is there really such a great being on the Douluo Continent?

Faced with Tang Chen's shock, Qian Daoliu smiled slightly and nodded.

He was very satisfied with Tang Chen's reaction.

It's like taking a bite of ice-cold watermelon on a hot summer day—it's refreshing and invigorating!

Although his personality is rigid, he is not devoid of emotions and desires.

Which elderly person could resist the temptation to show off their outstanding descendants in front of their deceased relatives?

Even a thousand streamers couldn't escape being vulgar at one point.

Having received Qian Daoliu's affirmation, Tang Chen subconsciously glanced at Tang Hao and Tang San beside him.

In his opinion, Tang Hao and Tang San were barely acceptable.

Tang San, in particular, was subject to the divine test of the Sea God.

Given his compatibility with the Trident of Poseidon, there is a high probability that he will be able to inherit the divine position.

But even if one inherits the divine position, what then?

It's nowhere near comparable to the will that descended earlier!

In particular, Tang Chen noticed the change in the emotions of the two men when Qian Daoliu's grandson-in-law was mentioned.

There is probably a significant gap between the two.

Are these two juniors some kind of brain-dead idiots, that they actually made enemies with such an existence?

Isn't that courting disaster?

It seems I need to have a proper talk with them afterwards.

Tang Hao, still happy for Tang Chen's recovery, was completely unaware that his grandfather already had plans to deal with him.

Tang San, however, seemed to sense something amiss. Ever since Lu Yan's will descended, he had a vague premonition of something bad.

Now that Tang Chen's worries have subsided, Tang San is not happy at all.

It's very simple, how should he complete his divine test?

Let alone being rebellious, even if he had such thoughts, he wouldn't have the ability to do so.

Tang Chen's strength was something he had already deeply felt from their previous exchange of blows.

That was an existence he could never contend with.

Unless Poseidon and Tang Chen can help him, there is only a slight possibility.

But is it possible for Poseidon to help him kill Tang Chen?

Tang San had absolutely no hope for this.

If even the divine test cannot be completed, then the divine position cannot be inherited.

How can I possibly fight against Lu Yan?

How can I take back all the pain and hatred that have been inflicted upon me?

Even now, she doesn't even have the right to stand and speak in front of Lu Yan.

No one cared about Tang San's thoughts.

Poseidon, on the other hand, had mixed feelings as she looked at Tang Chen, who had now fully recovered.

She was naturally happy that Tang Chen had fully recovered.

But how happy they were was hard to say.

Poseidon could only say that Qian Daoliu's actions were indeed something he was capable of doing.

Ugh……

Poseidon could only sigh inwardly, unsure how to describe it.

However, she quickly changed her mind.

"Qian Daoliu, congratulations." Poseidon sincerely offered her a blessing: "You probably have hope of stepping into the realm of gods now, don't you?"

With such a son-in-law, Qian Daoliu probably won't have to bear the fate of sacrifice anymore.

"Yes, it'll be soon." Qian Daoliu nodded in response to Poseidon's blessing: "That's why I hope Tang Chen can recover his full strength."

"This battle will be the opportunity for me to ascend to the realm of gods."

"Since this was our original agreement, how can there be any discount?"

"In this battle, I will definitely be able to break through to godhood before Tang Chen."

"Poseidon, this is my promise to you."

After speaking, Qian Daoliu turned and headed towards the distant battlefield with Tang Chen without looking back.

He left Poseidon with only a resolute silhouette.

Poseidon murmured the word "promise," then paused slightly, watching Qian Daoliu's departing figure.

Suddenly I laughed.

"It seems that you, Qian Daoliu, have really changed, quite a lot!"

"But it's fine."

Meanwhile, Qian Renxue seemed to be deep in thought.

Chapter 395 Clash

"Little Lu, has your strength improved again?" Qian Renxue asked Lu Yan telepathically.

"Huh?" Lu Yan showed a hint of surprise: "Xue'er, you're getting more and more sensitive!"

“It’s keen! Keen!” Qian Renxue corrected, but she knew that Lu Yan was definitely doing it on purpose.

That guy is really wicked!

"Hehe." Lu Yan chuckled mischievously and fell silent. Actually, he was quite busy.

The main reason for turning our attention here this time is to try and gain some insight into the power of destiny obtained from the Emperor Beast.

And, similarly, I tried to gain some rudimentary understanding of the Asura God's killing laws and divine power from the Silver Dragon King.

It seems to be working quite well.

After communicating with Lu Yan telepathically, Qian Renxue once again turned her gaze to the direction of her grandfather and Tang Chen.

Deep down, there was a certain expectation, ever since Xiao Lu broke the shackles that prevented his grandfather from becoming a god.

My grandfather was always in a state of being halfway into the realm of the gods, but he could never take it any further.

Perhaps, this battle might actually allow my grandfather to advance further.

High in the distance, amidst a sea of ​​clouds, and on the opposite earth, two tall figures stood facing each other.

Qian Daoliu held the gleaming Angelic Holy Sword, its sacred golden light spreading across the sky.

The purest angelic power is like the rising sun, piercing through the clouds and dispelling all darkness in the world.

Ancient angelic runes flowed and leaped along the blade of the holy sword.

Every ray of light carries the invincible and supreme power of the sky, sacred, solemn, and righteous, possessing the supreme majesty to judge all evil in the world.

His six pairs of illusory angel wings slowly unfurled. Although they were not fully materialized, they stirred up the wind and clouds in the entire sky, causing the air currents to roar. The sky within a hundred miles was completely enveloped in blazing golden divine light.

Tang Chen held the Asura Demon Sword, which was over two meters long. Its entire body was dark red like blood, with deep and dark demonic patterns intertwined and flowing with pure and fierce killing light.

Having shed the evil aura of the Rakshasa, Tang Chen no longer possessed any of the sinister and eerie nature of the King of Slaughter; only the domineering and chilling aura honed by the passage of time remained.

A dark red, blood-red killing light soared into the sky, standing in stark contrast to Qian Daoliu's sacred golden light.

The earth trembled, and even the underground soul energy channels resonated wildly, forcibly compressing the air pressure of the entire world.

It was even extremely heavy.

The two strongest peerless Douluo of the old continent, wielding two top-tier divine artifacts, engage in a fateful duel spanning decades.

From this point on, it officially began.

There was no need for further probing or unnecessary small talk.

Decades of obsession, victory and defeat, regret and pride, all condensed into this battle.

"Brother Qian, please!"

Tang Chen let out a deep shout that shook the surrounding area. The Asura Demon Sword lowered slightly, and a heavy killing intent that could crush mountains and rivers suddenly burst forth.

At his peak, his physical body was flawless and his divine power was transparent, with no hidden dangers whatsoever. Every breath he exuded at this moment represented the ultimate killing power of a mortal.

"Brother Tang, please!"

Qian Daoliu's expression was solemn. He slightly raised his hand, holding the Angelic Holy Sword, and a holy light suddenly blazed brightly.

The next moment!

Two extreme sword lights, one golden and one dark, collided violently in mid-air!

Boom!

A deafening roar erupted, not the soul power explosion of an ordinary soul master duel, but a head-on clash that faintly carried the power of divine laws!