Chapter 59: You Chase, I Flee

Time turns back to one minute ago.

Just today, Qian Daoliu came before the Angel Statue as usual to listen to the teachings of the god; although that is what it is called, in reality, he just comes here to cultivate and gain insights. Even though he is already level 99, staying here is still more intimate and comfortable than anywhere else.

Suddenly,

A great light erupted before the Angel Statue, and a golden vortex formed. Afterward, a person and a bird actually fell out of this vortex, and faintly, one could even hear the echo of a curse.

This scene left Qian Daoliu stunned; he had never imagined that someone could appear out of thin air in the safest place within the Spirit Hall.

……

"Ahem, old man, I still have things to do, so I'll be going first."

Seeing the stunned Qian Daoliu, Zhou Yi intended to take the opportunity to slip away. Before he had even finished speaking, he took Jin Ling and used "He Guang Tong Chen" to teleport.

For him right now, if it were the weakest Title Douluo, he could still use his full strength to circle around and spar, but facing Qian Daoliu, he could only flee. The gap in strength between the two was simply too vast, not to mention that this was a sealed space where he couldn't even borrow the power of natural phenomena.

Boom—

A figure that appeared suddenly blocked the direction where he had reappeared. Zhou Yi crashed directly into the armor on his body, making a sound. He was so startled that he hurriedly backed away.

"Child, guests who come from afar are guests. We in the Spirit Hall are not petty people; at least let this old man entertain you for a while before you go."

Zhou Yi did not succeed. After all, Qian Daoliu was a veteran of a hundred battles; his emotions came and went quickly. The moment Zhou Yi wanted to slip away, he had already regained his composure and caught up.

"No, no, old man, you might not know, but I really have something urgent."

In the time it took to say this sentence, Zhou Yi teleported seven or eight more times, but without exception, he was blocked by Qian Daoliu every single time.

Goodness, he is worthy of being one of the three people closest to the gods. This perception of spatial fluctuations, the formidable spiritual power, and the reaction speed of his body were all things Zhou Yi could not compare to.

Every time he teleported, Qian Daoliu would detect the spatial fluctuations and intercept him in advance.

However, what he did not know was that Qian Daoliu was actually even more surprised than him. To have such means to traverse space at such a young age—and more importantly, this was not his soul skill, as his Soul Ring hadn't even lit up. If it were a Spirit Bone Skill, it would be impossible for it to have no usage restrictions. This made him increasingly interested in this youth.

At the same time, Zhou Yi teleported again, but this time he simultaneously used his Third Soul Skill. While teleporting, he created several illusory clones; each clone retained Spiritual Power, and they all used "He Guang Tong Chen" at the same time, with each clone creating spatial fluctuations. Most importantly, the clones created by the Mirage could swap positions with the true body.

Although Qian Daoliu's spiritual power was second only to the gods, he would not be able to immediately distinguish which one was the true body when hit by this move unexpectedly. Even if he did distinguish it, he could swap with other clones, and as long as Qian Daoliu had a momentary lapse, he could escape directly.

On the other side, Qian Daoliu also noticed that Zhou Yi had used a soul skill, a black Soul Ring flashing by. Seeing this, he was not anxious; instead, he wanted to see if he could force out more of this kid's secrets. At least now he could be sure that the black Soul Ring indicated he was at least level 50 or above, which was extremely monstrous for his age—even Bibi Dong's disciple couldn't compare, though he was still quite a bit worse than his own granddaughter.

However, he immediately could no longer remain leisurely. The seven or eight illusory clones that appeared suddenly and the spatial fluctuations from various directions left this Limit Douluo unable to react for a moment.

Taking advantage of the opportunity while Qian Daoliu was constantly taking down the clones, Zhou Yi finally waited for Qian Daoliu's opening and directly used "He Guang Tong Chen," intending to leave this vast auditorium.

Just as he got closer and closer to the edge of the auditorium and was certain that Qian Daoliu had no way to stop him, he couldn't help but become arrogant and cocky.

"Hahahahahaha, didn't expect that, did you! Old thing, this is my escape route, hiahiahiahiahia~"

"Bang—"

Who would have thought, before Zhou Yi could continue being arrogant, he crashed directly into a transparent wall attached to the surface of the auditorium.

It turned out that, right from the beginning, in order to prevent any accidents, Qian Daoliu had used his Angel Divine Power to create a Space Barrier directly on the surface of the auditorium. Zhou Yi did not know about this when he used "He Guang Tong Chen," so he was hit squarely and then fell down.

When he looked up again, Qian Daoliu was already standing in front of him, stroking his beard and looking at him with a smile.

To be honest, he didn't feel angry about being called an "old thing" by Zhou Yi; on the contrary, he appreciated this child more and more. Even if he had no connection to the Angel God, his strategy, strength, talent, and even his appearance and temperament were enough to make him look at this child with high regard. If it were anyone else, even his good brother Jin E, they would have been escaped by this kid's move just now. It's a pity, though, that he happened to run into him. Hehehe, young man, remember, ginger is still spicier when it's old.

"What's wrong, little friend? Is this regret? Do you want to stay~"

Looking at Qian Daoliu's look of having him cornered, Zhou Yi felt somewhat stifled and said mockingly:

"Heh, this kid has indeed felt the hospitality of the Spirit Hall. To entertain a child, you even used divine power. I am truly moved."

Listening to Zhou Yi's mockery, Qian Daoliu was not annoyed.

"Indeed, we in the Spirit Hall are just that hospitable."

Looking at the impervious Qian Daoliu, Zhou Yi could only think of another way. It had to be said, he was worthy of being an old thing; no one could compare to him when it came to being shameless.

"Uh... old man, I thought about it carefully just now. Actually, my business doesn't seem that urgent. As it happens, I have long yearned for the Spirit Hall, and now it seems to be the perfect opportunity. I've decided, I won't leave for now; I'll just follow you and tour the Spirit Hall."

"Oh~ since that's the case, we must treat you, a genius, well. Later, you must introduce yourself properly in front of our Spirit Hall's juniors, so they can understand what it means that there are people beyond people, and heavens beyond heavens."

"Ayy, you flatter me, you flatter me."

"It's a pity, such an excellent child, and I still don't know your name..."

"What are you saying, this kid is named Tang San."

"Oh~ are you a disciple of the Clear Sky Sect?"

"How could that be? It's just a coincidence that we share the same surname; I don't have any hammers."

"Then what is the deal with the Soul Beast on your shoulder?"

"Sigh, I've raised it since it was small. It used to be so, so tiny, and in the blink of an eye, it's grown this big."

"To be able to raise an 80,000-year Soul Beast since it was small, you are quite good at raising things~"

Just like that, Zhou Yi followed behind Qian Daoliu like a sensible child, step by step, occasionally showing an honest smile. Qian Daoliu also had a face full of kindness, smiling and chatting with Zhou Yi. Anyone who didn't know would have thought these two were a close grandfather and grandson; no one would have guessed that both of them were harboring their own secret agendas.

After some empty and superficial exchanges, they finally not only walked out of the auditorium but also walked a further distance.

And Zhou Yi did not flee immediately. After carefully sensing it, it seemed his guess was correct: Qian Daoliu could only set up a Space Barrier near the Angel Statue where the divine power was most abundant; once he exceeded a certain distance, it had no effect.

After a while, Zhou Yi was still chatting casually with Qian Daoliu on the surface, but before he had finished speaking, he unleashed his moves again. Only this time, he used his first two soul skills, including the Talisman.

In an instant, more than a dozen figures wreathed in wind and thunder appeared like intermittent rays of light, scattering in all directions.

As for why they were intermittent, it was caused by the continuous teleportation effect of "He Guang Tong Chen."

This time, Zhou Yi did not make any harsh threats; on one hand, he was afraid of being slapped in the face, and on the other, he had no extra energy now—he was truly, earnestly fleeing.

"Boom—"

"Boom—"

"Boom—"

……

Suddenly,

The auras of several top-tier Title Douluo erupted. Looking again, one could see that all directions of this space had been sealed off tightly by several golden, glittering old men.

Seeing Zhou Yi's frustrated look, Qian Daoliu became even more smug.

"Oh~ little kid Tang San, are you so impatient to visit the Spirit Hall?"

"You... you're awesome! Is it really necessary? Are you all that idle? You could gather so many Title Douluo in such a short time, such a grand display just to deal with a child like me? Or is it that you old fogeys are lonely because your children aren't by your sides?"

It seemed that Zhou Yi was completely unable to escape, and his fate was now to only chat with these few old things.

However, Zhou Yi still had a trump card.

At first glance, the current situation seemed even more unsolvable than it was in the auditorium just now, but for Zhou Yi's trump card, it was actually much better than the previous spatial lockdown.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, while simultaneously stalling for time with this bunch of old things and secretly brewing his next move.

Staying was impossible; although there might not necessarily be a life-threatening danger, and even if there were some danger, the Dragon Pearl still had three chances to save his life, but who knew what they would do to him if he stayed? Besides, he really had things to do; how could he be trapped by this bunch of old things? After all, he wasn't a caregiver at a nursing home, with nothing better to do? Providing warmth to a few left-behind elderly people?