Long Yeyue narrowed her eyes slightly, her moon-white robe fluttering without wind, and soul power surged out of her body. The air trembled slightly under her anger. She stared at Le Qianyao, her voice as cold as ice: "Humph! You really don't know?"
The breath of life just now, which was no weaker than that emitted by the ancient golden tree, was definitely not emitted by any simple existence. These two little guys must be hiding something.
Le Qianyao's back tensed, but his face remained calm. He clenched Yali's trembling hand and said calmly, "Every word I said is true."
"Okay, Yue'er, they are just two children after all." The middle-aged man next to Long Yeyue took a step forward and lightly tapped his fingers. The shadow of the golden ancient tree appeared behind him, and the soft halo neutralized Long Yeyue's pressure.
"Children, don't be afraid. I am Bei Xuan, the master of the Sea God Pavilion. You can call me Old Bei. Since I am the heir of the gods, why not join Shrek Academy?"
Elder Bei smiled kindly and said gently, "My Shrek Academy has a long history and abundant resources. Moreover, over the past 20,000 years, there have been many who have achieved godhood. If you can join my Shrek Academy, I will definitely help you achieve godhood as soon as possible."
"Mr. Bei!" Qiangudieting frowned.
Mr. Bei raised his hand slightly, and an absolute aura of oppression emanated from him. Qiangudieting staggered back and looked at Long Yueye's unfriendly eyes. He was outnumbered by the enemy, so he snorted coldly and retreated to the side.
Not to be outdone, Emperor Butterfly took a step forward and extended an olive branch to Le Qianyao and the others. "My Tang Sect also has records of divine inheritance. Our Tang Sect's ancestor is the Sea God Tang San. If you join our Tang Sect, as the Sect Master, I guarantee that we will devote all our efforts to training you, and you will definitely be no less capable than Shrek Academy."
"That's right, brother. You have so many talented people in Shrek Academy, but you didn't even bother to give them to two of us from Tang Sect." Bei Qimeng said.
Mr. Bei smiled without saying anything, just looked at Le Qianyao, waiting for Le Qianyao's answer.
Looking at the postures of the few people, Le Qianyao lowered his eyes to hide the sneer in his eyes, "Oh, Shrek, and Tang Sect."
He just saw Yali's potential to become a god. What's more, Le Qianyao would never send Yali to Shrek. Who knows what methods the other side would use to keep Yali there if she went there.
Then he said calmly: "Thank you both, but my sister is still young, and we have no plans to join any organization."
"Oh, that's such a pity." Bei Xuan sighed.
"You don't understand!" Seeing Le Qianyao's refusal, Qiangu Dieting no longer had any scruples. A murderous look rose in his eyes. He stretched out his hand, and a huge hand formed by soul power grabbed towards Yali.
Le Qianyao protected Yali behind him, bearing tremendous pressure, his whole body shaking violently.
"Looking for death!" Le Qianyao's pupils suddenly shrank, and a dark golden light flashed in his eyes.
In just a moment, the people in the sky felt their scalps tingling, and the fear in their hearts made them take a half step back. The palm formed by soul power also paused in mid-air.
"What is that!?"
Qiangudieting looked at Le Qianyao warily. Just a moment ago, this kid actually made him feel the fear of death, and he couldn't help but feel scared.
"Humph, playing tricks."
The giant palm grabbed Le Qianyao again.
Le Qianyao narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the giant palm pressing down on him. A dangerous aura emanated from his body. Since the other party was determined to fight to the death, Le Qianyao could not care about anything else.
If I forcibly detonate my spiritual consciousness, I may be able to kill these people.
boom!
"stop!"
At this moment, a majestic voice resounded through the sky, and golden light poured down like a waterfall, shattering the giant palm.
The clouds surged, and three massive platinum-colored flying ships emerged from the clouds. Clouds rolled to either side of the ships like waves, revealing the sun emblems and angel patterns engraved on the ships' hulls.
On the deck of the flying ship, rows of black-armored knights stood tall, their black armor gleaming coldly in the sunlight. Their pure white cloaks, adorned with black stripes, rustled behind them, and a chilling aura of murderous intent washed over them—they were the Templar's Knights of Judgment.
Then, a group of knights clad in armor with scarlet and gold patterns descended from the sky. Their steeds flapped their wings and whistled loudly, their crimson cloaks dancing in the wind like flames. They were the Templar's Knights of the Sun.
They rode their Pegasus and formed a neat line in the air, guarding the flying ship and ready for battle.
On top of the flying ship, twelve golden figures stepped into the air.
They were dressed in golden armor, with six pairs of wings spread out behind them like clouds hanging from the sky, and their bodies radiated a brilliant golden glow.
With every step they took, golden ripples appeared under their feet, as if even the space was making way for them.
"The Twelve-Winged Guardian Knight..." Qiangudieting murmured softly.
Unexpectedly, the Temple actually summoned back all the Twelve Winged Guardian Knights. Each of these knights has at least the strength comparable to that of a Super Douluo, and they are the most elite force of the Temple.
The twelve-winged guardian knights formed an inverted 'V' formation in mid-air. In the center of the twelve-winged guardian knights, seven figures stood in the air.
They were dressed in white robes, the sleeves of which moved without wind, and the spiritual power around them was as deep as the sea.
The leader held a scepter in his hand, and the holy seal between his eyebrows was as scorching as the sun. It was none other than the master of the temple, Le Tianhao.
"Palace Master Le, why are you making such a fuss?" Old Bei stepped forward and asked.
Le Tianhao's eyes were like torches, and his voice was steady and majestic: "Of course it's to welcome back the Holy Son of my Temple."
"Oh, you said that kid is the Holy Son of your Temple, is he the Holy Son of your Temple?" Qiangu Dieting sneered, "I think it's your Temple that wants to forcibly seize the inheritance of the gods!"
Le Tianhao ignored him and turned to Le Qianyao, saying in a gentle tone, "Kid, release your martial spirit."
Seeing that the person coming was from the temple, Le Qianyao understood and golden light bloomed between his eyebrows.
Along with brilliant light, a golden angel shadow appeared behind him. As its six wings spread out, a sacred aura swept across the four directions like a tide.
"Holy Angel Martial Spirit!" Qiangudieting's face suddenly changed, and he thought to himself that something was wrong.
He never expected that the young man in front of him was a descendant of the Holy Angel Family.
"What about that girl? She doesn't have the Holy Angel Martial Spirit!" Qiangudieting asked unwillingly.
Le Tianhao snorted coldly, "Since she is the Saint Son's sister, she is also the Saint of my Holy Temple. What's going on? Your Spiritual Pagoda wants to go to war with my Holy Temple?"
Le Tianhao raised his hand and waved, a gentle spirit power enveloping Le Qianyao and Yali. Under the protection of the seven hall masters and the twelve-winged guardian knights, the two were escorted to the angel ship.
"Forget it, we are just not destined to be together. Child, if you are willing, the door of Shrek is always open to you!" Bei Xuan looked deeply at the mark between Yali's eyebrows, sighed lightly, and turned around with a few people and walked away.