Chapter 67 The Remnant Soul of the Light Dragon King, Qian Daoliu:
Come and Fight, Descendant of Angels, Not Weak!
"However... this is for the best."
Qian Yuhan's gaze deepened.
"With such a powerful martial soul, this generation of the Wei family may truly be able to break through that shackle and reach a higher place that neither you nor I have ever reached."
"Wei Yuan, you truly are worthy of being your descendant!"
Qian Yuhan said, his eyes lost in reminiscence.
"When your descendant breaks through to the God Realm, he will surely be able to sense your location and rescue you."
Qian Yuhan was also unsure.
After being betrayed by Poseidon, could Wei Yuan's second martial soul, the Burial Sky Coffin, awaken in the face of life and death, truly help him survive?
Qian Yuhan held a pessimistic view on this.
The Second Continent of Sun and Moon/Dragon Tomb Continent.
This is the second territory of the Sun and Moon Empire.
The majestic imperial palace is built on the massive Dragon Bone Mountain Range, exuding an ancient and desolate aura.
Inside the imperial palace, Emperor Wei Yun of the Second Sun Moon Empire stood side by side with Empress Ji Ruxue, their gazes fixed on the sky.
When they saw the golden characters, "[Light Dragon King, Victory!]", an uncontrollable surge of joy flooded Wei Yun's usually handsome and dignified face, even causing his hand gripping the armrest of the dragon throne to tremble slightly.
"We won! Our Imperial Ancestor won!"
Wei Yun stood up abruptly, his voice hoarse with excitement, yet unable to conceal his pride and reverence.
"I knew it! Back then, our Imperial Ancestor, in pursuit of ultimate power, resolutely abdicated the throne to my father, Emperor Wei Ang, and ventured alone into the Dragon Valley for decades. Now, his reappearance is earth-shattering!"
Empress Ji Ruxue was also deeply shocked, her beautiful eyes filled with profound awe:
"I never imagined that our Imperial Ancestor would awaken a second Martial Soul?"
Moreover, he's at the God-King level!
And he's even been assessed as a Quasi-God by the Heavenly Canopy, making it highly likely he'll take that final step…
This is a height even our ancestors never reached!
Wei Yun took a deep breath, calming his turbulent emotions, his gaze becoming incredibly profound and fervent:
"The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul is the inherited Martial Soul of the Spirit Hall, representing a first-level deity, the Angel God. Now, Grandpa's Light Dragon King completely surpasses the Six-Winged Angel in quality, which means that our Wei family possesses a foundation that surpasses the Spirit Hall, even surpassing the Angel God!"
—Dragon Valley Small World.
Huge dragon bones are everywhere, seemingly telling the story of the dragon race's past glory and tragedy.
On a huge dragon head skeleton, Wei Linglong, clad in platinum armor, sits cross-legged.
Wei Linglong appears to be only about thirty years old, exceptionally handsome.
The light from the Heavenly Canopy penetrates the barriers of space, projecting into Dragon Valley.
Looking at the breathtaking contrast on the Heavenly Canopy, Wei Linglong's expression is unusually calm, as if all of this was within his expectations.
"Calm and undisturbed, his heart is like still water."
"Indeed, Linglong, these decades of meditation have brought your state of mind to a state of perfection."
An aged yet majestic voice resounded in Wei Linglong's mind.
Immediately afterward, a golden phantom floated out from Wei Linglong's body, transforming into a miniature version of the Light Dragon King, hovering beside him.
This was the remnant soul of the Light Dragon King, who had merged with Wei Linglong.
"Senior flatters me."
Wei Linglong slowly opened his eyes, a golden glint flashing within them, his voice deep and magnetic.
"Although the six-winged angels are powerful, before a true Dragon King, they are ultimately just subjects. This is something I have never doubted since the moment I stepped into Dragon Valley."
The remnant soul of the Light Dragon King let out a low laugh:
"Heh, you are quite confident. However, don't underestimate that Qian Daoliu. Although you have won in terms of martial soul quality, he is, after all, a demigod, and as the High Priest of the Angel God, he must possess angelic divine power within him."
"And while your strength has broken through to the quasi-god level after adding nine spirit rings to your second martial soul, you haven't truly taken that step yet."
Wei Linglong smiled slightly, a hint of arrogance in his voice:
"Cultivation can be developed, but the quality of one's martial soul is predetermined. In my life, have I, Wei Linglong, ever feared a challenge? Even if he is invincible in the sky, I will let him know that the dragon's might is inviolable."
The remnant soul of the Light Dragon King nodded, a hint of admiration in his eyes:
"Well said!
The reason the Dragon God favored you and allowed you to merge with me was precisely because of your character and potential.
When you become a god, I will also use your divine power to reshape my divine body.
At that time, together we will surely restore the glory of the dragon race!"
"That's for sure."
Wei Linglong stood up, his posture as straight as a spear, his gaze fixed on the sky.
He was slightly filled with emotion.
"Qian Daoliu shares a common ancestor with me. I never imagined that the descendants of our ancestor on Douluo Continent would grow to such a level.
Although they cannot contend with the Wei family, they still worship a deity. In terms of foundation, my Wei family is inferior to the Qian family."
"However, as descendants of the same ancestor, I want to see just how much your so-called 'Invincible in the Sky' really weighs."
[This assessment of the Light Martial Souls has ended.]
[Winner: Sun Moon Empire, Wei Linglong, Light Dragon King.]
[Loser: Douluo Continent Spirit Hall, Qian Daoliu, Six-Winged Angel.]
[Qian Daoliu, do you wish to activate the Sky Screen Arena?]
Qian Daoliu's body trembled.
The Sky Screen Arena!
There's still a chance!
"Big Brother..." Golden Crocodile Douluo sensed the violent fluctuations in Qian Daoliu's aura and couldn't help but step forward, calling out in a low voice.
Qian Daoliu waved his hand, stopping Golden Crocodile's question.
Qian Daoliu took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently.
He weighed his options in his mind.
Reason told him that this battle was more likely to end in defeat than victory.
Wei Linglong had already reached the quasi-god realm.
Even if he could briefly unleash the power of a demigod by relying on the divine power of the angels, his chances of winning against the Light Dragon King, who could even suppress a six-winged angel, were probably less than 30%.
However…
Qian Daoliu's gaze swept over the towering angel statue behind him, then looked down at the countless citizens of Martial Soul City gazing up at the Hall of Worship below.
If he retreated now, the Spirit Hall would lose not only the quality of its Martial Souls, but also its invincible belief and the prestige of ruling the continent!
More importantly, Wei Linglong came from the Sun Moon Continent, and like him, was a descendant of the ancestor Wei Yuan.
"I must fight! I will have no regrets even if I lose!"
Qian Daoliu murmured to himself.
If the Sun Moon Empire were to cross the sea with the might of its great victory, the Spirit Hall would have no bargaining chips.
"If I win this battle, I will gain crucial confidence and leverage for the Spirit Hall and the Angel lineage in future negotiations with the Sun Moon Empire!"
"If I lose this battle..."
A relieved yet resolute smile appeared on Qian Daoliu's lips. The arrogance of "Invincible in the Sky" within him reignited, burning even more fiercely than ever before.
"If I lose, it means I, Qian Daoliu, am inferior in skill!
But the men of the Qian family can die standing, never live kneeling!
As a descendant of the Angel God, how can I lack even the courage to draw my sword?!"
"Come and fight!"
"We, the descendants of the Angels, are no less than anyone else!"
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