harleyscars Chapter 89 Dao Liu: Don't Force Me
Chapter 89 Dao Liu: Don't Force Me
Chapter 89 Qian Daoliu: Don't force me
"shut up!!!"
The golden crocodile panicked completely, its scalp tingling instantly.
They've gone mad! Utterly gone mad!
She's going to tell it! She's going to tell it all!
If Bibi Dong were to truly reveal to the world the beastly things Qian Xunji did to her in the secret chamber—
That's not just a matter of Chihiro's reputation being ruined!
That was the complete collapse of the entire Qian family, the entire six-winged angel family, and even the faith in the Angel God!
The Pope, a figure of great stature, raped his own disciple and imprisoned him—once this scandal is exposed, the Spirit Hall will immediately become the dirtiest place on the entire continent!
"We can't let her say it! Absolutely not!!"
Golden Crocodile's eyes flashed with murderous intent. At this moment, he no longer cared about the consequences or the internal strife.
Even if it means the Spirit Hall is drenched in blood today, we must not let this secret be exposed!
"Do it!! Kill her!!!"
The golden crocodile roared angrily.
The five elders behind him, including Guangling, Qingluan, and Xiongshi, reacted instantly. Although they did not know the specific details, they could feel the devastating panic in their second brother.
boom!!!
The terrifying aura of the six Title Douluos erupted instantly, and the dazzling light of their soul skills shone brightly in front of the Papal Palace. The earth-shattering attack was aimed directly at Nan Feng in the center of the high platform!
The entire audience was utterly horrified!
The people from the seven major sects were dumbfounded. Was the Spirit Hall really going to commit suicide in public?
However, facing this deadly attack, Nan Feng stood still, neither dodging nor avoiding, with a mocking smile even on his lips.
Just as the barrage of attacks was about to land.
"Buzz"
A sacred, vast, and majestic golden pillar of light descended from the sky without warning, instantly enveloping the entire platform.
The full-force attack of the six elders disintegrated instantly before this golden light, like ice and snow melting away, without even causing a ripple.
All the fluctuations of soul power were forcibly suppressed in that instant.
An overwhelming, terrifying pressure, as if a god had descended, made tens of thousands of soul masters present, including the sect leaders of the seven major sects, feel breathless and their souls tremble.
Ning Fengzhi, Yu Yuanzhen, Gu Rong—everyone stood up in shock, staring intently at the golden light.
Amidst the golden light, an old man dressed in a simple gray robe, carrying the shadow of a six-winged angel on his back, slowly descended.
He didn't release any spirit rings, but just by standing there, he was the sky, he was the ruler.
Qian Daoliu, the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall and a level 99 Peerless Douluo.
"Have you made enough of a scene?"
An aged yet authoritative voice resounded in everyone's ears.
Jin E and the others trembled, quickly withdrew their martial spirits, bowed respectfully, and cold sweat instantly soaked their backs.
Nan Feng raised his head and looked at the slowly descending figure, his expression showing no surprise.
He smoothed his wind-blown hair and chuckled, "Oh."
"Has the Grand Master finally decided to go out?"
Qian Daoliu stared intently at the "Bibi Dong" before him, whose long hair was disheveled and whose expression was desolate.
His feelings were extremely complicated.
He had assumed that entrusting this matter to Jin E would be enough to suppress the situation, given Jin E's experience and strength. But he never expected that Bibi Dong would be both insane and incredibly clever.
They lost.
We lost completely.
Looking at the woman before him, Qian Daoliu felt a deep sense of dread.
Putting aside the fact that he wasn't absolutely certain he could kill Bibi Dong under the protection of the evil god, the scheming and methods she displayed today were enough to terrify him.
She knew very well that her martial arts skills were inferior to those of the Hall of Offerings, so she simply abandoned martial arts and did not use even the slightest offensive soul skill throughout the entire process.
She used righteousness, the hearts of the people, and the truth.
She placed herself in the position of the weak, and on the high ground of justice.
At this moment, the eyes of the entire world are focused on this. The Spirit Hall is in the eye of the storm; the slightest misstep could lead to utter destruction.
If we were to actually kill her today, it would be "murder to silence her" and "cover up the truth."
At that time, no matter how the Spirit Hall explains it, it will be seen as evil and heretical by the world.
Even more terrifying is————
Qian Daoliu glanced at Bibi Dong's crazed eyes.
If this woman is really pushed too far, she will publicly expose all the despicable things Qian Xunji did back then.
The glory of the angel race and the faith in the angel god will collapse in an instant, becoming a laughing stock and a disgrace to the entire continent.
Moreover, there's Xue'er—if Xue'er knew the truth, that child would be devastated.
As the High Priest, as a servant of the angels, he would never allow such a thing to happen!
This is an open conspiracy.
A blatant scheme to force him to submit by gambling with the very survival of the Spirit Hall.
"call----"
Qian Daoliu sighed deeply in his heart.
He didn't say anything more to Bibi Dong, but turned around to face the entire audience, his voice indifferent and authoritative, devoid of any emotion: "Just as the Pope said."
"Second Elder Jin'e, a veteran of two dynasties, is old and senile and failed to investigate the truth in time, causing the Spirit Hall to fall into injustice. This is a serious dereliction of duty."
"Effective immediately, Golden Crocodile Douluo is removed from all positions in the Elder Hall, and all decision-making power is revoked!"
"From this day forward, you are to be confined to the Hall of Offerings, facing the wall in repentance. Without my written order, you are not to leave even a step!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo trembled, his aged face filled with bitterness and dejection. But he knew in his heart that this was the only way to save face for the Spirit Hall and quell the Pope's anger.
"—I accept the punishment."
The golden crocodile lowered its proud head, its voice hoarse.
Qian Daoliu's gaze then swept over Guangling, Qingwan, and the others: "The other elders act impulsively, are insubordinate, and even attempted to attack the Pope, disregarding temple rules!"
"Punish them along with the Golden Crocodile! From this moment forward, all members are confined to the Hall of Offerings and are forbidden from interfering in any affairs of the Elders' Hall!"
"Yes—the Great Offering."
Although Guangling and the others felt aggrieved, they knew that the situation was hopeless. Even their eldest brother had bowed his head, so what could they say? They could only lower their heads and conceal all their sharpness.
After dealing with his own people, Qian Daoliu turned around again and looked at Nan Feng.
In those golden eyes, a light flickered, carrying a profound meaning that only the two of them could understand.
"Your Holiness the Pope."
Qian Daoliu's voice was as calm as still water: "Now that the obstacle has been dealt with, the power of the Elders' Hall has been transferred to the Papal Palace."
"I wonder if the Pope is satisfied with this result?"
Nan Feng's lips curled up slightly, just about to speak.
Suddenly, a mental message filled with warning exploded in his mind: "Bibi Dong, that's enough."
"Things have already blown up big enough, and I've made enough concessions."
"You should know that if it weren't for Xue'er and the reputation of the Angel God, you wouldn't be able to leave this platform today."
"Don't push me."
"Oh."
Upon hearing this threat, a hint of ferocity flashed in Nan Feng's eyes.
Originally, now that his goal had been achieved, power had been reclaimed, and the dirty water had been completely spilled, he did intend to stop while he was ahead.
There's no point in fighting Qian Daoliu now.
but----
What he hates most in his life is being threatened.
Especially when threatened by someone who spouts platitudes about morality but is actually extremely hypocritical.
"Forcing you?"
Nan Feng didn't speak, but instead retorted directly through mental transmission, his tone filled with undisguised sarcasm: "Great Elder, what makes you say that?"
"I was just stating the facts, how did that become forcing you?"
"Besides, speaking of the word 'force,' I'd like to ask the Grand Elder about that."
Nan Feng's gaze turned playful as he stared directly into Qian Daoliu's calm, unwavering eyes: "Back then, when Qian Xunji coveted the soul bone and first pursued Tang Hao, why didn't you, the self-proclaimed invincible Grand Elder who guards justice, speak up?"
"When Chihiro showed no remorse, making one mistake after another, even going so far as to start a war, why didn't you say a word?"
"Where was your justice then? Where were your principles?"
"What? You pretended to be deaf and dumb back then, but now that your precious followers are suffering, you want to jump out and play the good guy and uphold justice?"
Qian Daoliu's eyes narrowed slightly.
Nan Feng's voice transmission, filled with sarcasm, continued to reverberate in his mind: "I always thought that scum like Qian Xunji was a genetic mutation of the Angel family."
"But now it seems—"
Nan Feng scoffed, "Your family's hypocrisy is truly inherited from one generation."
"As long as your core interests are not touched, and as long as the faith of the Angel God is not affected, you can remain silent forever. Even if blood flows like a river outside, even if your son commits many evils outside, you can still play dead in the Douluo Palace with a clear conscience."
"Qian Daoliu, you disgust me even more than Qian Xunji."
The golden light on Qian Daoliu's body rippled slightly, clearly indicating that these words had struck a nerve.
"However, this is for the best."
Nan Feng withdrew his gaze, too lazy to look at him again, and sent a final warning through his telepathic message: "I hope you can continue this 'fine tradition' and remain silent."
"Don't go out casually, and don't interfere in my affairs."
"Just stay quietly in your shrine, guard that cold, lifeless statue, and live out your remaining days there."
"Otherwise, I don't mind going crazy again and showing you what true 'fight to the death' really means."