Douluo Continent: After Ten Thousand Years of Silence, I Was Exposed by the Sky.

Chapter 69 Angelic Judgment - Divine Descent! A Thousand Paths Struggle: Brother Wei, have you perhaps already touched the threshold of divinity?!

It is not large, only a hundred meters long, but the energy it contains is extremely concentrated.

Wherever it passed, even Qian Daoliu's angelic domain was torn open with a huge gash!

Qian Daoliu's expression turned solemn. His angelic form held swords in both hands and slashed down fiercely!
"Fifth Soul Skill, Angelic Holy Sword!"

The enormous golden holy sword collided violently with the platinum dragon king!
boom--! ! !
This time, it's a real energy explosion!
The entire starry arena shook violently, and the audience outside the canopy could only see a blinding white light, unable to see anything clearly.

When the light faded, Qian Daoliu's angelic form was blasted back hundreds of meters, and the golden light on his body dimmed a bit.

Wei Linglong, however, remained standing with his hands behind his back, completely unharmed.

"Did I lose...?"

A sense of dejection flashed through Qian Daoliu's heart. His opponent hadn't even used their strongest soul bone and soul skill, yet he had already fallen into a disadvantageous position.

Do not!
not yet!
He, Qian Daoliu, represents the glory of the entire Douluo Continent!

The divine power of the angel god still flows within him!
"Wei Linglong, you have every reason to be proud that you've pushed me to this point!"

Qian Daoliu's voice became incredibly solemn, as if it came from a divine decree from the heavens.

With a thought, Qian Daoliu activated the core of the Angelic Divine Power, and strands of golden divine blood began to burn in his meridians!
"With my blood, I respectfully welcome the descent of the gods!"

"Angelic Judgment - Divine Descent!"

Qian Daoliu's aura surged instantly, leaping from the demigod level to the threshold of a true quasi-god!
The Angelic Holy Sword in Qian Daoliu's hand shone brightly, and behind him, a colossal, more majestic and sacred angelic phantom seemed to appear, merging with him.

This sword strike, imbued with his life's cultivation, burning divine blood, and all the power of the angelic realm, transformed into a golden sword light that judged all things, slashing towards Wei Linglong!

This sword strike was truly a near-godlike attack!
Faced with this all-or-nothing attack, Wei Linglong finally showed a hint of approving appreciation on his face.

"That sword strike was quite good."

"But you also need to know that there are differences between quasi-gods!"

Wei Linglong slowly raised his right hand.

This time, within Wei Linglong's body, the Heart of Light, which had merged with the remnant soul of the Light Dragon King, violently erupted with golden blood.

Endless power of light burst forth from his heart and poured into Wei Linglong's right arm.

Wei Linglong did not use any soul skills. He simply fused this power with his own Light Dragon King Martial Soul power and then threw a seemingly ordinary punch.

"break."

One word, and the law follows.

A solidified, white-gold dragon-shaped fist aura met the earth-shattering golden sword light.

No sound, no explosion.

Before everyone's horrified eyes, the golden sword light, powerful enough to judge even the gods, shattered into countless points of light the instant it touched the dragon-shaped fist energy, just as ice and snow melted away.

The fist energy, after shattering the sword light, still retained its momentum and gently imprinted itself on Qian Daoliu's angelic true form.

click-

The angelic sword let out a mournful cry and shattered into pieces.

Qian Daoliu's angelic form shattered with a crash, and he himself flew backward like a kite with a broken string, his golden robe stained with blood.

The outcome has been decided.

Wei Linglong withdrew his fist, and all the strange phenomena on the Starry Sky Arena disappeared.

Wei Linglong took a step forward and arrived in front of Qian Daoliu, transferring a gentle stream of luminous soul power into his body to stabilize his injuries.

Qian Daoliu slowly opened his eyes, his gaze complex, but without any resentment, only a sense of relief and acceptance.

"I lost."

"Though you have lost, you are still glorious."

Wei Linglong looked at him with genuine admiration in his eyes.

"Your burning will of divine blood and that final sword strike have already touched the threshold of divinity."

If my resources weren't far superior to yours, the outcome would still be uncertain.

You are worthy of the name 'Invincible in the Sky,' and you are worthy of the bloodline of your ancestors. Compared with the Sun Moon Continent, the resources of Douluo Continent are much scarcer.

The Sun and Moon Continent has a plethora of 100,000-year-old soul bones, not to mention the even larger resources of soul beasts in the developed Sun and Moon Second Continent.

In addition, Wei Linglong easily found hundreds of thousands of years old soul bones and even divine artifacts in the Dragon Valley Small World, but he did not use them.

Upon hearing these words, Qian Daoliu laughed, a laugh that was completely at ease.

Qian Daoliu thought to himself, "Wei Linglong is really a good person."

He lost, but they gave him a way out.

"Hahaha...Good!"

"I, Qian Daoliu, am utterly convinced of my defeat at your hands!"

Qian Daoliu laughed heartily.

[Ding! The Sky Arena has ended!]

[Blue Team: Wei Linglong, Wins!]

The voice from the sky announced the final result.

The entire Douluo Continent fell into a deathly silence, followed by an earth-shattering uproar.

They lost, but no one blamed Sendoryu.

Everyone witnessed how the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall sacrificed everything for the glory of the Douluo Continent.

He lost fair and square, he lost with dignity and integrity!

Wei Linglong helped Qian Daoliu up, and the two stood side by side, gazing at the myriad beings under the sky.

They are not enemies.

They are brothers who share a common ancestor, are connected by blood, and finally meet after being separated by 20,000 years.

Above the dome of the sky, two purest golden beams of light suddenly descended from the vast starry sky, enveloping Qian Daoliu and Wei Linglong respectively.

Enveloped in this warm, womb-like energy, Qian Daoliu's shocking wounds healed at a visible speed, his severed meridians were reconnected, and even the backlash from his shattered angelic form was instantly soothed.

Wei Linglong's depleted soul power was instantly replenished, and he returned to his peak condition.

However, Qian Daoliu shrugged, feeling the soul power within his body, which, though abundant, seemed somewhat "empty," and a slightly bitter smile appeared on his lips.

The physical injuries have recovered quite well, and even long-standing ailments have been completely eradicated.

However, Qian Daoliu could clearly sense that the primordial divine power that resided deep within his heart and represented the inheritance of the Angel God had been completely exhausted.

That was his foundation as the High Priest, and the basis for his ability to borrow the power of angels.

That "divine intervention" sword strike just now not only burned away his vital energy, but also this irreplaceable divine power.

Now, the angelic divine power within the Thousand Flows is almost gone. Although he is still a level 99 demigod, it is absolutely impossible for him to unleash the power that touched the threshold of godhood again.

At best, he could only exchange a couple of blows with an average quasi-god; he would never be a match for a monster like Wei Linglong.

But he has no regrets.

For the glory of the angel race, for the dignity of Douluo Continent, he must fight with all his might in this battle.

Qian Daoliu turned his head and looked at the young man beside him, whose aura was as deep as an abyss and who seemed to have just been warming up during the great battle. A complex light flashed in his eyes.

"Brother Wei."

Qian Daoliu changed his form of address, his tone carrying a hint of probing and admiration.

"That punch just now, the great way is simple, it is beyond the reach of ordinary soul techniques."

Have you now reached the level of your ancestors?

"Aren't we not far from becoming true gods?"

(It's late, but it's here. I'll try to update earlier from now on so everyone can read it as soon as they wake up in the morning ^_^)

(End of this chapter)