Seeing Qian Daoliu's arrogance, Xiong Jun could no longer stand it.
He roared and stepped forward.
Xiong Jun's massive body exuded boundless pressure.
His eyes widened as he glared at Qian Daoliu and roared:
"Qian Daoliu, don't be too arrogant!
How can you alone stop our massive beast tide?
Even if Di Tian isn't here, I, Xiong Jun, can stop you!"
As a powerful member of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear clan, Xiong Jun always considered himself extraordinary.
He even felt that he was no weaker than Di Tian among those of the same level!
Qian Daoliu glanced coldly at Xiong Jun and said disdainfully,
"You? A mere soul beast dares to speak so arrogantly.
So what if you have hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation?"
"Let that Di Tian say that to me!"
Xiong Jun was completely enraged by Qian Daoliu's contempt.
Every hair on his body stood on end, and his soul power burned like flames.
"Qian Daoliu, today I'll show you my power!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiong Jun's massive body suddenly swayed, rushing towards Qian Daoliu like a bolt of lightning.
Accompanied by a deep and awe-inspiring roar, he launched an attack with the force of a thunderbolt.
"Dark Gold Terror Claw!"
These four words seemed to possess boundless magic; when they were uttered by Xiong Jun, the entire world seemed to tremble.
In an instant, Xiong Jun's enormous claws began to collide wildly with each other.
Each collision produced a crisp and loud metallic clang, deafeningly loud.
The incomparably sharp claws gleamed with a terrifying dark gold light, as dazzling as stars fallen to earth.
Legend has it that this innate soul skill of the Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear clan is extremely powerful.
In ancient times, they relied on this ultimate skill to roam the world, and even had the ability to fight and kill dragons!
At this moment, the power contained in Xiong Jun's Dark Gold Terror Claw, unleashed with all its might, was beyond imagination.
The surrounding space could not withstand such enormous pressure, and tiny cracks appeared, as if it would be completely torn apart at any moment.
Xiong Jun's mountain-like giant paw, carrying an overwhelming momentum, slammed straight towards Qian Daoliu.
This attack was like a violent storm, unstoppable.
However, facing such a fierce offensive,
Qian Daoliu narrowed his eyes, a cold glint flashing within them, and his power began to rapidly gather.
The ancient light sword in his hand trembled slightly, its light growing ever brighter.
He lightly swung the sword; this strike appeared ordinary, lacking dazzling light or complex techniques, yet it possessed immense power.
An invisible pressure instantly spread out, as if the surrounding space itself had been cleaved apart by this single strike.
"Boom!"
A deafening roar resounded, like thunder exploding from the heavens.
The two forces collided with overwhelming force, instantly unleashing a deafening collision.
The sound was like ten thousand horses galloping, or raging waves crashing against rocks, causing a buzzing in the ears of everyone present, and even making some dizzy and unsteady on their feet.
Simultaneously, an extremely powerful energy shockwave surged outwards from the two forces in all directions.
Wherever they passed, a fierce wind howled, sand and stones flew, and the sky was obscured.
For a moment, the entire scene became chaotic, dust swirling and smoke billowing, making it impossible to see what was happening.
Only after the billowing smoke gradually dissipated could everyone finally open their eyes and see clearly.
However, the scene before them shocked everyone—Xiong Jun was tightly clutching his blood-soaked hand, his face extremely pale.
A gruesome wound was clearly visible on his palm, so deep it almost exposed the bone, and blood gushed from it like a fountain, staining the ground a shocking crimson.
Clearly, Xiong Jun had been seriously injured in the battle.
"Damn it!"
Xiong Jun roared through gritted teeth, his eyes wide with rage, his heart filled with endless resentment and burning fury.
In stark contrast, Qian Daoliu remained calm and composed, his expression serene, as if the devastating attack he had just suffered was nothing more than a trivial matter.
The atmosphere on the battlefield grew even more tense.
Everyone was shocked by Xiong Jun's injury and simultaneously terrified by Qian Daoliu's immense strength.
"How can this human be so strong!"
The Beast Kings behind him, including the Demon King, wore solemn expressions, as did Qian Renshang.
Qian Daoliu's strength far exceeded their expectations.
How could Qian Daoliu, also a level 99 Peerless Douluo, injure Xiong Jun with a single blow?
In contrast, the Spirit Hall's elders were filled with excitement.
"Our leader is mighty!"
"Kill them, these soul beasts!"
They roared, their faces filled with resentment.
They had truly felt humiliated in the previous fight. "Impossible!
How could he be so much stronger?
No, there's something wrong with his sword!"
Xiong Jun stared intently at the sword in Qian Daoliu's hand, his eyes filled with disbelief and wariness.
The sword looked ordinary, its blade simple and unadorned, yet it exuded a chilling aura.
Xiong Jun panted heavily, his voice trembling slightly:
"This sword is no ordinary object… it seems to be… a divine artifact!"
At this, Xiong Jun's expression darkened further!
Qian Daoliu made no attempt to conceal his intentions, stating directly,
"That's right... This is the Angelic Holy Sword, a divine artifact of the Angel God.
Normally, I shouldn't be able to use this artifact, but the Angel God made an exception for me this time!"
His voice echoed across the battlefield, carrying a hint of smugness and authority.
Qian Daoliu's gaze was resolute as he pointed the Angelic Holy Sword at Qian Renshang, saying,
"The Angel God granted me the right to use this artifact to rid myself of this wicked creature.
Today, with the Angel God's protection, I will surely eradicate you, the Child of Darkness!"
At this point, Qian Daoliu completely disregarded his grandfather-grandson relationship with Qian Renshang!
In fact, this was indeed the case.
Although he and Qian Renshang were grandfather and grandson, they had barely met a few times in their lives... the total time they spent together didn't even exceed half a day!
It was ironic!
That blood relation had long since faded.
Now that the Qian family had Qian Renxue as heir, he didn't want Qian Renxue anymore, and even wanted to erase her completely to avoid damaging the Qian family's reputation.
This was Qian Daoliu's true thought!
Xiong Jun roared,
"Stop spouting nonsense! What angel god? That's just an excuse!"
A flash of anger crossed Qian Daoliu's eyes:
"Blasphemy against the angel god is an unforgivable sin!"
With that, he raised the Angelic Holy Sword again, its blade gleaming brightly, and a powerful pressure emanated from it.
(End of Chapter)
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