Douluo Continent: Holding the power of life and death, resurrecting past popes

"Father, this senior, who is he...?"

Qian Xunji, dressed in a magnificent papal robe and wearing a nine-curved purple-gold crown, asked with a blank expression.

He originally came here with a burning rage and the dignity of a pope to kill the intruders.

Upon seeing the drastically contrasting art style before me, I was immediately at a loss.

Qian Daoliu was just feeling awkward about where to go after beating up his father, so upon hearing this, he immediately swung his big arm.

"Clatter—" The crisp sound was particularly loud in the White Jade Square.

Qian Daoliu swung his elbow and delivered a solid blow to the back of Qian Xunji's head.

This slap knocked the Pope's purple-gold crown askew, which was held in high esteem by Soul Masters.

"What are you all standing there for! You have no manners, you have no sense of propriety at all!"

Qian Daoliu glared angrily and roared, "This is your own grandfather! Get over here and pay your respects!"

"Huh? Ah... Ah, this?!"

Qian Xunji was so shocked by the slap that he saw stars and stared blankly at his father.

He clutched the back of his head, which was throbbing slightly, his mind blank, clearly not having reacted at all.

My grandfather? Qian Wushuang? But... didn't my grandfather pass away before I was even born?

His remains are still buried in the Douluo Palace.

Moreover, looking at the middle-aged man in front of me, his face was rosy and full of energy, and he looked to be about the same age as me!

He looked at his father, whose eyes seemed to want to devour him. Even though Qian Xunji had a million questions in his mind, he could only suppress them.

There must be a reason why his father did this, and his father would never joke about such a serious matter!

Moreover, the bloodline resonance originating from the six-winged angels is undeniable; the person before him is likely his grandfather.

"Grandson Qian Xunji... greets Grandfather!" Qian Xunji tidied his appearance slightly, then knelt on one knee and bowed to Qian Wushuang.

"Grandpa, how exactly did he come back to life?" He was filled with doubt. How could a dead person come back to life?

Not only him, but Qian Daoliu and the six elders were also filled with doubts at this moment. To be resurrected from the dead? This simply defies common sense!

"Hahaha! Good! Good boy, get up now."

Qian Wushuang looked at her grandson, who was handsome, imposing, and had reached level ninety-five in cultivation, and burst into hearty laughter.

He used his soul power to help Qian Xunji up, his eyes filled with appreciation and affection for his junior.

"Excellent, truly excellent!"

"As expected of someone from the Qian family, although his talent is lacking, his demeanor and style are just like mine when I was young!" Qian Wushuang nodded in satisfaction.

But if he knew that his grandson, who seemed like a gentleman, was actually doing beastly things behind the scenes.

He'd probably just pick up his sword and cleave this black cotton ball in two, cleaning up the mess!

Think of the Thousand Families of the Spirit Hall, generation after generation, which one of them is not an upright and honorable person?

How come a black cotton ball popped out from this pile of white cotton balls?

Seeing that his father seemed to be in a good mood, Qian Daoliu cautiously approached and asked, "Father, is the misunderstanding cleared up now?"

"Sir, shouldn't you explain how... you came back from the dead?"

At this point, Qian Daoliu suddenly looked somewhat aggrieved, "It was I, your son, who personally prepared your body for burial, sealed the coffin, and finally buried you."

"I remember exactly how many silver nails were on your coffin lid. Your sudden resurrection... no wonder I thought you were an evil spirit."

"If you had seen my grandfather suddenly come back to life back then, you probably would have gone even further than I did."

"So, Dad, please explain how you were resurrected?!"

Upon hearing this, all six elders, including Golden Crocodile Douluo and Qian Xunji who had just stood up, held their breath and pricked up their ears.

This is a secret of life and death! If the Spirit Hall could completely master it, wouldn't they be able to take off and dominate the continent?!

Looking at the aggrieved Qian Daoliu, Qian Wushuang also felt somewhat guilty. If he hadn't suddenly come over, he wouldn't have caused this blunder.

"Well, that's a long story, so let's keep it short, just a few words."

"Actually, even I find this unbelievable; it's like a dream."

"But regardless, the reality is that I, an old man, am standing right in front of you."

"When I was resurrected, I was completely bewildered and even thought it was a hallucination I had before I died."

Qian Daoliu: "..."

Qian Xunji: "..."

The worshippers: "..."

Everyone was speechless. So, you're a complete idiot yourself? Are you trying to play riddles with us?

"Ahem—" Qian Wushuang blushed at the constipated expressions on everyone's faces and explained, "Enough of this small talk, this matter is all thanks to Xiao Ji!"

"Huh? How come I'm involved? How come I didn't know about this, Grandpa?" Chihiro pointed to herself.

I don't think I did anything special today, did I?

He was just reviewing official documents in the Papal Palace, so how did he become a hero who resurrected his grandfather?

Could it be that I, Qian Xunji, possess some unbelievable, heaven-defying ability unknown to others?!

"Of course!" Qian Wushuang said matter-of-factly, "If it weren't for you being so capable and giving me these two wonderful great-grandchildren, this old man would still be lying down there."

After saying that, Qian Wushuang stopped keeping everyone in suspense and told everyone present about Qian Renheng's awakened twin mutated martial souls, especially the heaven-defying ability of the Death Angel martial soul, as well as how they dug up their own graves tonight and finally used their martial soul abilities to revive themselves.

The scene was eerily quiet; you could hear a pin drop. Only the sound of the night wind could be heard, but it couldn't dispel the shock in everyone's hearts.

The more everyone listened, the more their scalps tingled.

Xiao Heng's mutated martial soul actually possesses such terrifying abilities that defy the laws of nature and reverse yin and yang, life and death?!

Most importantly, since Xiao Heng has such extraordinary abilities, why not give them a heads-up first?

If only Qian Renheng had given prior notice, saying, "Grandpa, I'll go dig up my great-grandfather and bring him back to life."

This group of people will definitely go to help Qian Renheng dig up his grave with great fanfare, after all, who would stop something that strengthens the Spirit Hall's foundation!

But the result?

These two siblings, on the other hand, secretly slipped out of the Hall of Worship in the middle of the night without saying a word, dug up their great-grandfather in the Hall of Douluo and even resurrected him.

After his resurrection, he didn't even inform them, letting Qian Wushuang swagger in, ultimately leading to this situation of fatherly love and filial piety!

Case solved!

It turns out that tonight, these peerless experts fought a truly epic battle.

Qian Daoliu almost used the Angelic Holy Sword to send Qian Wushuang back to the underworld. The culprits were this audacious brother and sister who were always stirring up trouble!

"Squeak—"

After Qian Daoliu realized what was happening, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and his face visibly turned ugly.

Do these two little devils want to make Qian Daoliu bear the infamy of beating his old father?

If he had been notified in advance, he wouldn't have been scolded like a dog being trained here.