Douluo: My Martial Soul

"A ten-year peace agreement?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Hui pondered for a moment and understood Qian Daoliu's intentions.

Given the current situation, it was only a matter of time before Mo Hui caught up to and surpassed Qian Daoliu, and Qian Daoliu's own strength had almost reached its peak; even with more diligent cultivation, he couldn't make significant progress.

Therefore, Qian Daoliu placed his hopes on Qian Renxue, intending to use this ten-year peace agreement to buy time for Qian Renxue to become a god, and then compete with Mo Hui.

As for the losing party being at the mercy of the other, that was even more of a waste of words.

If progress was normal over ten years, it would be enough for Qian Renxue to become a god and fully digest her combat power. If, under such circumstances, she still couldn't defeat Mo Hui, what difference would it make if they were at the other's mercy?

Seeing Mo Hui in deep thought, Qian Daoliu quickly continued, "How are you considering it? This is already the optimal solution now!"

However, Mo Hui scoffed, "How can you guarantee you can restrain those people from Spirit Hall? Don't forget, the Supreme Pontiff of Spirit Hall is not you now!"

"You don't need to worry about that. As the High Priest of the Priest Hall, I naturally have a way to restrain Spirit Hall's actions," Qian Daoliu replied.

Then, Qian Daoliu paused and continued, "Moreover, truly fighting to a mutual destruction would not benefit either of us; instead, it would allow other forces on this continent, like the Upper Three Sects, to take full advantage.

I know you have a good relationship with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, but what about the Clear Sky Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Hui's eyes began to flicker.

Indeed, Qian Daoliu had no way to deal with him now, but did he have a way to deal with Qian Daoliu?

Qian Daoliu's current strength was still significantly greater than his, and if Qian Daoliu wanted to leave, he couldn't stop him at all.

And once they left this space, without the geographical advantage, Mo Hui's combat power would instantly drop several levels, and abilities like Gigantamax Mega Pidgeot could not be used at all.

Perhaps it wouldn't be difficult for Mo Hui to escape with his speed, but what about Mo Hui's relatives and friends? They couldn't all run away; that was unrealistic.

And as long as they couldn't escape, with Spirit Hall's current scale, if they truly decided to retaliate against the people around him, Mo Hui wouldn't be able to completely stop them.

Furthermore, Mo Hui had his own matters to attend to and couldn't stay for long to protect them.

After weighing the pros and cons, Mo Hui said, "Ten years is too long. I can only agree to five years at most, and both sides' gods must witness it. If I detect any move to harm me or my relatives and friends, everything will be void."

"Five years, huh?"

Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu immediately began to think rapidly.

A moment later, Qian Daoliu nodded and said, "Good, five years it is. You don't have to worry about Spirit Hall moving against your family and friends. If anyone tries to harm your family and friends within these five years, I will personally teach them a lesson!"

Subsequently, both parties began to declare simultaneously:

"I, Qian Daoliu…"

"I, Mo Hui…"

"…hereby swear to the Angel God (Sea God) and the Sea God (Angel God) that within five years, Spirit Hall and its affiliated forces (I, Mo Hui) shall not use any means to harm Mo Hui and his family and friends (Spirit Hall and its affiliated forces). The outcome of the battle five years from now will determine the fate of the opposing party. Should this oath be broken, divine punishment shall befall us, leaving no one behind!"

As the two spoke, a golden light appeared on Mo Hui's and Qian Daoliu's foreheads respectively. Immediately after, this golden light shot from their foreheads into each other's bodies.

The only difference was that, compared to the Sea God's powerful golden light, the Angel God's golden light appeared much dimmer, always giving a feeling of powerlessness. This should be due to the limited power of the Angel God remaining on the Douluo Continent.

"The contract is made. Since that is the case, I shall leave first. We will meet five years from now!"

After completing the contract, Qian Daoliu seemed to have completed his mission and transformed into a golden streak of light, quickly leaving the area.

And upon seeing Qian Daoliu leave, Mo Hui also breathed a sigh of relief and stopped using his Spirit Ability.

In an instant, Gigantamax Mega Pidgeot's body rapidly shrank, eventually separating into Mo Hui and Pidgeot.

Mo Hui stroked Pidgeot's head and mused, "Five years is too long, and there are too many variables. I must gain the strength to contend with Qian Daoliu in the shortest possible time."

"And that Bibi Dong…"

Thinking of this, Mo Hui's face immediately darkened. He only hoped that Bibi Dong's sanity was still intact.

After all, setting aside times when Bibi Dong went mad, she was an excellent Supreme Pontiff; otherwise, Spirit Hall would not have developed so rapidly during her years of rule.

Just then, a familiar voice from Pidgeot entered Mo Hui's mind.

"The Wind God's Fourth Trial: Endure for the time it takes an incense stick to burn under several Super Douluo. Due to personally defeating a Super Douluo and exceeding the requirement, Wind God Affinity increased by fifteen percent!"

"The Wind God's Fifth Trial: Endure for the time it takes an incense stick to burn under a Limit Douluo. Completed! Wind God Affinity increased by fifteen percent!"

"Current total affinity: seventy-five percent!"

After hearing the voice in his mind, Mo Hui stroked his chin and said, "I directly completed the Wind God's Fourth and Fifth Trials. Did this battle fix the bug of the Wind God having no divine servants on the Douluo Continent?"

On the other side, Qian Daoliu also flew back to the initial battle location and directly grabbed the Lion Douluo from the ground.

"High…"

Lion Douluo was about to say something, but seeing Qian Daoliu's serious expression, he immediately swallowed his words.

Soon, under Qian Daoliu's rapid flight, the two of them returned to Spirit City.

Upon arriving at the Priest Hall, Qian Daoliu immediately shouted to Lion Douluo, "Go call Gold Crocodile and the others to the main hall. I have something to discuss with you all."

"Yes, High Priest!"

Hearing this, and seeing the serious expression on Qian Daoliu's face, Lion Douluo immediately realized the gravity of the situation and quickly replied.

Soon, the other five priests of Spirit Hall were invited into the main hall by Xiongshi.

"High Priest, what exactly happened?" Gold Crocodile Douluo, being the highest in rank, spoke first, seeing the situation.

Qian Daoliu scanned the people present and said, "When Xiongshi and I went out this time, we encountered a young man. Not only did he defeat Xiongshi with an eighty-fourth-level cultivation, but even I personally couldn't defeat him."

"What!?"

As soon as these words were uttered, everyone present showed expressions of shock. Defeating Lion Douluo with an eighty-fourth-level cultivation, and even Qian Daoliu himself being unable to win—was this possible?