Lan stood by the window for a long time, motionless.
His thoughts drifted away with the breeze outside.
Lan realized that he had been overthinking all along.
The little devil was still the same little devil.
He hadn't changed with the passage of time.
Unconsciously, a smile appeared on Lan's lips.
He really liked these paintings.
These paintings showed him a different version of himself.
And the little devil from back then.
It was just a pity that he couldn't see the little devil today.
It seemed that he would have to find another opportunity to give her the Heartbreak Red.
However, because of these paintings,Lan's long-standing knot in his heart was untied.
Lan carefully put the painting back in its place and prepared to leave.
But just then,a terrifying pressure came from behind him!
"Who are you?"
"How dare you trespass into the Papal Palace, you really have great ability."
A cold voice sounded behind Lan.
Lan turned around and met Qian Daoliu's gaze.
Qian Daoliu looked at the white-haired man in front of him, his eyes narrowing slightly.
The person before him concealed his aura exceptionally well; had he not come to clean Qian Renxue's room today, he might not have been able to detect him at all.
The moment Lan saw Qian Daoliu, his pupils contracted slightly.
It was him!
The brat's grandfather?
Lan naturally knew Qian Daoliu; he was Qian Renxue's grandfather, the Grand Elder of the Hall of Worship, possessing a soul power of level ninety-nine, one of the two highest peaks in the soul master world!
With Lan's current strength, he was no match for Qian Daoliu.
If it were at sea, Lan could use his martial soul advantage to force a few exchanges with Qian Daoliu, but on land, Lan would only face certain death before him!
Qian Daoliu looked at Lan, who remained silent, and said indifferently, "Since you are unwilling to speak, then there is no need to speak."
Immediately afterward,a pressure like a monstrous wave emanated from Qian Daoliu's body.
He took a step forward, and a terrifying array of black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, and red slowly rose beneath his feet, with the phantom of a six-winged angel appearing behind him!
The Six-Winged Angel is the inherited martial soul of the Qian family, its quality already reaching the divine level!
Qian Daoliu slowly raised his hand, his eyes like the sun, golden light radiating: "First Soul Skill, Sword of Judgment!"
The boundless soul power within Qian Daoliu instantly condensed into a light sword, slashing fiercely towards Lan!
Facing the attack of a peerless Douluo, Lan dared not be careless in the slightest, immediately summoning the Breath of the Deep Sea, his soul rings slowly rising beneath his feet.
When Qian Daoliu saw Lan's shark martial soul and the configuration of his soul rings, his expression was extremely astonished: "Three 100,000-year soul rings?"
"And that soul ring configuration far beyond common sense... Could this guy be a god's inheritor?"
A god's inheritor—this is an identity known only to a very few.
Qian Daoliu's strength as a peerless Douluo originated from the help of the Angel God.
Only gods can freely increase a soul master's soul power and the age of their soul rings, bestowing soul rings!
The configuration of Lan's soul rings and his youthful appearance...
Qian Daoliu was certain that Lan was definitely the inheritor of some deity!
But why was his martial soul a shark?
He seemed to vaguely recall the shark martial soul, but couldn't quite place where he'd heard it before.
"Seventh Soul Skill, Deep Sea True Body!"
"Sixth Soul Skill, Mad Shark Abyss!"
The aura of the deep sea behind Lan opened its blood-red maw, fiercely devouring Qian Daoliu's soul skill.
Qian Daoliu's domineering soul power relentlessly eroded Lan's internal organs, and traces of blood trickled from the corner of Lan's mouth.
If Lan hadn't just consumed the Eight-Cornered Profound Ice Grass and the Blazing Apricot Blossom, two top-tier immortal herbs that greatly enhanced his physical attributes, this single attack would have severely injured him.
"As expected of a level ninety-nine peerless Douluo, such powerful soul power!"
He couldn't continue fighting Qian Daoliu, or he would surely die today.
Seeing that Lan had actually swallowed his soul skill, Qian Daoliu said calmly, "Being able to withstand one of my attacks is something you can be proud of."
"I'm giving you one last chance.
Tell me your identity and your purpose, otherwise, even if a god stands behind you, I will leave you here."
Hearing Qian Daoliu's words,Lan realized something.
So Qian Daoliu considered him a successor to a god.
Perhaps, this was an opportunity.
Lan remained calm and said indifferently, "Since you've seen through me, I won't hide it anymore.
You're right, I am indeed the successor of the Sea God."
When Qian Daoliu heard the words "Sea God," his expression panicked.
"The inheritor of the Sea God?"
"Shark. Sea Martial Soul."
"You... know Poseidon?"
Qian Daoliu's expression suddenly became excited.
Lan was stunned when she heard Qian Daoliu's words.
Could it be such a coincidence?
Qian Daoliu knew Poseidon?
Martial Soul City was so far from Sea God Island, how could the two of them be related?
But the identity of the inheritor of the Sea God had already been spread.
Lan pretended to be calm and slowly said, "Poseidon, the High Priestess of Sea God Island, she was also my chief examiner for the Divine Examination, of course I know
her."
"Indeed... so many years have passed, I wonder if Poseidon is doing well?"
Qian Daoliu murmured softly, his expression dazed.
Lan saw Qian Daoliu's lost expression.
Clearly,Qian Daoliu's relationship with Poseidon was not simple.
There were definitely many stories behind it.
Suddenly, Qian Daoliu looked at the nine spirit rings at Lan's feet as if he remembered something.
Nine spirit rings, Title Douluo.
This also meant that the Sea God's divine trial was nearing its end.
Qian Daoliu's expression was incredibly complex.
Like Poseidon, he was a representative of the gods on earth, their mission being to find the successor to the divine deity and to offer sacrifices for the birth of a new god.
The white-haired man before him had already reached the Title Douluo realm; clearly, his divine trial was in its final stage, and it would likely be soon before Poseidon had to sacrifice herself.
Thinking of this,a strange emotion arose in Qian Daoliu's heart.
Even if he killed the Sea God's successor before him, a new successor would appear later.
This was their fate as worshippers and priests, and no one could change it.
However, he didn't want Poseidon to die before him.
Qian Daoliu looked at Lan and said calmly, "Since you are from Sea God Island, then I will give you a chance."
"If you can injure me within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, I will let you leave.
If not, even if you are from Sea God Island, you will not leave the Papal Palace today."
Lan's expression grew increasingly solemn.
Unexpectedly, even invoking his identity as the inheritor of the Sea God's legacy failed to intimidate Qian Daoliu.
In the end, he could only rely on himself.
"It's a deal."
A dazzling galaxy flashed deep within Lan's narrow, deep eyes, and the fluctuations of his soul power surged violently!
"Deep Sea Domain, First Layer, Return to Nothingness!
A terrifying pressure instantly descended upon Qian Daoliu.
Qian Daoliu's expression showed slight surprise: "Instantaneous domain, no wonder the Sea God values you."
This guy's talent is in no way inferior to Xiaoxue's, and may even surpass it.
Seeing that Return to Nothingness had no effect on Qian Daoliu, Lan stomped his toes and charged towards him.
Qian Daoliu looked at Lan attacking him, his expression calm: "Want to fight in close combat?"
A golden light sword materialized in Qian Daoliu's hand.
In terms of swordsmanship, Qian Daoliu was second to none on the entire continent.
But the next moment,a galaxy-like light flashed deep within Lan's eyes once again.
"The second level of the Deep Sea Realm, the Sea of the Heart!"
Qian Daoliu's gaze met Lan's, and his eyes suddenly went blank!
The Sea of the Heart was like an abyss, drawing Qian Daoliu's consciousness in.
In an instant, Qian Daoliu's eyes regained their clarity.
The spiritual power of a level 99 Peerless Douluo was as vast as the sea; even with the Sea of the Heart, one could only control the opponent for about a second.
Although a second was short, for an assassin, it was enough to do many things!
In the blink of an eye, Lan appeared before Qian Daoliu, a dark blue shark blade appearing in his right hand, slashing towards Qian Daoliu!
When Qian Daoliu saw the shark blade in Lan's hand, his pupils contracted slightly, his expression one of utter shock.
A shark martial soul, and this shark blade...
So it was you, you bastard!
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