500: Chapter 500 I want the Angel God, even Qian Daoliu can't stop me.

Qian Daoliu was a bit slow to react.

What had Bo Saixi just said?

"He is your man?"

"Mhm, we already have a child."

Bo Saixi suddenly let go, feeling that it wasn't quite as embarrassing anymore.

When mentioning her child and husband to others,

she felt a slight sense of happiness instead.

"What..."

Qian Daoliu could no longer maintain his gentle and refined expression at this moment.

It was as if something had impacted his brain,

leaving it completely blank.

Even his steps felt a bit unsteady.

Bo Saixi actually had a man!

It wasn't Tang Chen, but the Saint of their Spirit Hall.

And they even had a child.

It was too bizarre and simply unbelievable.

"Grandfather?"

"Big Brother, are you alright?"

Qian Daoliu almost tripped and fell.

He held his head, needing to calm down and properly digest this information.

Tang Chen, Oh Tang Chen, who would have thought that even you would lose.

The two of us competed for so long, only for him to be snatched up by a junior of our own household.

Qian Daoliu revealed a bitter smile. If Tang Chen were still alive and found out about this, his expression would surely be magnificent.

Qian Renxue clenched her fists tightly, staring intently at Bibi Dong with burning eyes.

This woman actually showed no reaction at all.

That shouldn't be right.

How could a person as proud as her accept such a thing?

"Yiya yiya."

Yaoyao suddenly clapped her small hands, her gaze colliding with Qian Renxue's.

She wanted to step forward, reaching out her hands wanting a hug.

Bibi Dong pressed down on the little fellow: "Be a good girl, Yaoyao, let Mommy hug you."

Her voice was gentle, filled with maternal love.

Qian Renxue widened her eyes in disbelief. She had never seen this gentle side of Bibi Dong.

That was the gentleness of a normal mother treating her child.

Qian Renxue's body swayed slightly, and she took steps back repeatedly.

Bibi Dong didn't pay attention to her, simply gently tapping Yaoyao's forehead with her finger: "Yaoyao is such a good girl."

At this sight, Qian Renxue felt as though something had shattered inside her.

The thing she had always yearned for had appeared, appearing on Bibi Dong, but it wasn't directed at her.

Qian Renxue felt her emotions boiling over—an irrepressible wave of anger and grievance.

"Bibi Dong, I hate you."

With those words falling,

Qian Renxue cried.

She covered her face and ran off.

Everyone in the main hall was left frozen in place.

Bibi Dong withdrew from her state of teasing the child.

She looked blankly at Qian Renxue.

Then she looked at Su Wen.

It was as if she was asking: What just happened?

"Bibi Dong."

Qian Daoliu breathed heavily, his eyes dyed red with anger.

The phantom of the Angel Spirit appeared behind him, and golden light enveloped the surroundings.

Nine spirit rings rose from beneath his feet.

"High Priest, what are you getting angry about? Are you mad about the matter between Bo Saixi and me?"

"Or are you mad that Qian Renxue yelled for no reason and ran away?"

Su Wen feigned confusion, though inwardly he was speechless that he had actually provoked Qian Renxue.

However, it was clear that deep down, Qian Renxue still deeply yearned for Bibi Dong.

"Qian Daoliu, if you dare to make a move against A-Wen, then don't blame me for making a move against you right here."

Bo Saixi stepped forward, the strength of a Limit Douluo abruptly erupting.

It was likewise a configuration of eight black and one red spirit rings.

The phantom of the Sea God appeared behind her.

Bibi Dong also snorted coldly.

Among the six great priests, excluding Gold Crocodile Douluo, all of them unleashed their Spirits at the very first moment.

For a moment, Soul Power radiated throughout the Hall of Worship, causing the windows to rattle noisily.

"Fifth, you go check on Xue'er first."

Qian Daoliu actively retracted his spirit rings, feeling an inexplicable pain in his chest.

Both Xue'er and Bo Saixi's reactions made him extremely uncomfortable.

"Bo Saixi, I truly never expected this."

"You guys... Hahaha, but when all is said and done, it's still our Spirit Hall. Tang Chen has lost completely and utterly."

As Guangling Douluo left, Qian Daoliu took a deep breath. Although this matter was a bit of a blow and somewhat humiliating to him, looking at it from Spirit Hall's perspective, Su Wen could be considered extremely formidable for actually abducting a Limit Douluo back.

"So you brat, what did you come here to my place for?"

Qian Daoliu suddenly had an urge to beat Su Wen up.

Not being satisfied with having taken Bibi Dong,

another Bo Saixi had now come along.

He had hurt Xue'er.

And angered him as well.

If he didn't find a chance to beat him up, it would be hard to dispel the gloom in his heart.

"To check on you guys, and by the way, check out the Angel God."

"May I ask the High Priest, did the First-Generation Angel leave behind any items?"

Su Wen glanced at the Angel statue, wondering if he could start with the statue.

"What are you trying to do?"

"I want to try and see if I can hook the soul of the Angel God back. The High Priest only needs to give me a relic of hers. I believe that if the Angel God truly existed, she must have left something behind."

Seeing Qian Daoliu remain silent, Su Wen changed his approach: "You wouldn't mind if I cast a Spirit Ability here, would you?"

With those words, without waiting for Qian Daoliu to speak, Su Wen summoned his Ghost Emperor Spirit.

Red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red-gold, dark crimson-gold.

With each of the nine spirit rings rising, the eyes of everyone in the Hall of Worship widened a bit more. When all nine spirit rings appeared, their eyes widened wider than bronze bells.

"Su Wen, your spirit rings... Wait, what are you doing?"

The first spirit ring beneath Su Wen's feet began to spin rapidly.

The ground beneath his feet turned into a sea of blood, and blood-red Red Spider Lilies emerged one after another.

Su Wen glanced at the Ghost Emperor Bride. Seeming to receive his signal, her jade hand raised, and red threads emerged one by one from the sea of blood. Like venomous snakes, they firmly bound the Angel statue, and then dragged it bit by bit into the sea of blood.

"Su Wen, I don't know what you are specifically doing."

"But you will stop right now."

"To insult my Angel God—even if you are the Saint of Spirit Hall, this old man will not allow it."

Qian Daoliu summoned the Divine Sword, the strength of a super Douluo abruptly erupting. He accelerated and rushed forward, intending to sever those red threads with a single strike.

Seeing this, Bo Saixi was about to make a move, but Su Wen stopped her.

Qian Daoliu's attack hit those red threads, passing straight through them and landing in the sea of blood without having any effect.

Qian Daoliu instantly understood that the problem lay with Su Wen.

With a flash, he arrived before Su Wen, reaching out to grab him in an attempt to make him stop.

A streak of red mist landed before Qian Daoliu, transforming into a woman dressed in wedding garments.

Ghost Bride Red Garment held a ghostly blade in her hand, slashing a blade-wave toward her opponent.

Qian Daoliu's expression changed drastically as he raised the Divine Sword to block.

"A super Douluo!"

"Angel True Body."

Sensing that the Ghost Bride's strength was equal to his own Soul Power, Qian Daoliu was shocked, yet did not dare to be the least bit careless as his seventh spirit ring spun rapidly.

Seeing this, the other priests also successively revealed their Spirits.

"Everyone, offense taken, but I want this Angel."

Cluster after cluster of red mist drifted out.

Ghost Bride Hong Yuan.

Ghost Bride Hongluan.

Ghost Bride Hongying.

The moment they manifested, Hongying made her move first, flicking out the Yama Commandment.

"Soul-Detention Locking Command."

Chilling winds swirled as dozens of eerie talismans intertwined with ink and red were summoned forth.

The talisman characters suddenly scattered and spread out, weaving into a massive talisman net that shrouded downward toward the six great priests.

"Suppressed!"