Chapter 38 The Patriarch of the Thousand Families?! An Angel's Decree! Crushing Yu Xiaogang's Pride!
Yu Xiaogang refused to back down, much less compromise.
But the reality is, in his current state, he can't even maintain his pitiful pride.
He could only breathe in humiliation, swallowing back all his resentment and anger.
"Xiao Gang!"
Liu Erlong couldn't bear to watch any longer. She rushed forward to help Yu Xiaogang up, but was blocked by that invisible pressure and couldn't get close.
"Let's give up for now! He's too strong!"
"No!"
Yu Xiaogang squeezed out a single word through gritted teeth. He raised his head, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Qian Daobai's calm face.
That calmness was the greatest mockery of him.
"It doesn't matter..."
"Strength... if I can't beat him with strength, I have other ways!"
With trembling hands, he pulled something out of his pocket.
It was a dark gold token.
The token felt heavy in my hand. The front of it prominently displayed the three ancient characters "Elder's Token," while the back featured the most prestigious symbol of the Spirit Hall—the six-winged angel pattern.
"I am an honorary elder of the Spirit Hall!"
Yu Xiaogang raised the token and spoke with all his might.
"This is the Elder's Order! If you dare to touch us, you will be making an enemy of the entire Spirit Hall! Release Xiao Wu immediately!"
An aura of majesty belonging to the Spirit Hall emanated from the token, attempting to counteract Qian Daobai's oppressive aura.
However, Qian Daobai simply looked at him quietly, his eyes showing no change whatsoever.
It's like watching a clown.
Inside the room, Qian Renxue could see everything happening outside through the window.
When she saw Yu Xiaogang take out the Elder's Token, her expression changed slightly.
"Yu Xiaogang, where does he get the audacity to call himself an elder of the Spirit Hall?"
"He's nothing but a good-for-nothing abandoned by his family. Even his so-called spirit ring theory, which he's so proud of, is full of fallacies and loopholes. He's utterly disgraced the Spirit Hall."
In her view, this Elder's Token was not an honor, but a stain on the Spirit Hall.
In the courtyard, facing Yu Xiaogang's fierce but cowardly roar, Qian Daobai didn't even lift an eyelid.
He didn't even bother to look at the so-called Elder's Token.
He simply raised his left hand slowly.
A token made entirely of pure gold, emitting a faint glow, lay quietly in his palm.
This token is far more ornate and complex in design than Yu Xiaogang's Elder Token.
The token's edges were as sharp as knives, exuding an innate, fierce aura.
On the front, a lifelike six-winged angel is carved, with a solemn and sacred face.
What's most unsettling are those eyes, inlaid with the finest rubies; just one glance is enough to feel an invisible, soul-deep oppression.
Qian Daobai didn't say much, but casually injected a wisp of soul power into it.
"Buzz—!"
In an instant, the world changed color.
A beam of eerie blue light shot into the sky from the token, dyeing the entire night sky with an eerie yet sacred blue hue.
A huge phantom of a six-winged angel slowly emerged behind Qian Daobai.
The phantom was tens of meters tall, its face indistinct, yet it exuded an aura of majesty that looked down upon all living beings.
Even more terrifying, there were rings of dancing black flames surrounding the phantom, emanating a chilling aura of destruction.
The angelic phantom merely flapped its wings slightly.
"call--!"
A terrible gale suddenly arose, causing all the houses in Shrek's settlement to creak, sand and stones to fly, and the sun and moon to be obscured.
Everyone present, including Flander and Liu Erlong, was so intimidated by this oppressive aura that they had to retreat repeatedly and almost lost their footing.
This force is completely beyond their comprehension.
Inside the room.
Qian Renxue's gaze was fixed on the token in Qian Daobai's hand.
Only one thought remained in her mind.
"An angel's decree...is it really an angel's decree?"
When Qian Daobai activated the token, the dark blue light shone, and the powerful pressure originating from the depths of her bloodline, so strong that it made her feel suffocated, permeated in, and Qian Renxue could no longer remain calm.
She didn't even dare to look directly at that light; the oppressive aura made her soul, as the inheritor of the divine lineage, tremble.
"Master...how could Master have an angel's token?"
"That's impossible!"
Qian Renxue could no longer stand.
Her long, straight legs, encased in a gold dress, began to pace restlessly back and forth in the room.
Her slender, fair fingers unconsciously supported her smooth chin.
A pair of beautiful golden eyes were fixed on the man outside the window, shrouded in the phantom of an angel, his gaze filled with shock and confusion.
She shook her head, as if trying to shake the absurd thought out of her mind.
She suddenly remembered the time they first met.
At the summit of Yunwu Mountain, the man claimed to be a descendant of the Qian family.
At the time, she thought it was just a coincidence, or the wild talk of an arrogant fool.
But now...
"Master's strength is so unfathomable, he can easily crush the Golden Iron Triangle, and... the divine soul ring he bestowed upon me before..."
"He must have a very deep connection with our Qian family and the angel race!"
A series of thoughts flashed through her mind.
"Could it be that Master has had contact with the Spirit Hall?"
Qian Renxue murmured to herself.
This was the most reasonable explanation she could think of.
There is only one Angel Token in the Spirit Hall and the entire Qian family.
That was the pinnacle of power, a symbol of status; to receive an order was to see the presence of a great patron.
She looked out the window, and the man's back remained calm, as if he were not the one supporting the phantom of a god.
"At present, the true identity of the master cannot be fully confirmed."
But one thing is certain.
That angel's token was real.
And the master was indeed able to use it.
In the courtyard, Yu Xiaogang's reaction was even more intense than Qian Renxue's.
When he saw the token in Qian Daobai's hand and felt the unparalleled divine pressure, he was completely dumbfounded.
His body, which he had just managed to prop himself up, went limp again. If it weren't for his sheer willpower holding him up, he probably would have collapsed to the ground.
"Heavens...the angel's decree..."
His lips trembled, and he could barely utter a complete sentence.
"What he has in his hand... is actually an Angel's Token..."
Yu Xiaogang subconsciously gripped the elder's token in his hand, his knuckles turning white from the excessive force.
The sharp edge of the token cut deeply into the wound on his palm, and blood flowed, but he was completely unaware.
The Elder's Token in his hand was once one of his greatest prides, a proof of his identity, enough to allow him to roam freely in most parts of the Soul Master world.
But now, when Qian Daobai revealed that angel token.
All his previous confidence, pride, and reliance shattered and turned to dust at this moment.
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