Douluo Continent: Reversing Yin and Yang, the Haotian Palace and the Angel Sect

For some reason, a persistent unease lingered in Qian Xunji's heart.

The feeling was extremely faint, yet it was like a thorn stuck in his intuition.

A corpse cannot generate this kind of threat.

Qianxun narrowed her eyes, a faint, holy golden light emanating from her pupils.

next moment.

Above the sky, the clouds that were originally covered by dust were suddenly forced apart by an indescribable force.

A dark purple divine light completely enveloped Tang San's corpse.

Within the beam of light, twisted and broken bones were forcibly reattached with a sickening cracking sound, and damaged flesh was visibly rejuvenated.

Tang San, who had been dead, suddenly opened his eyes.

Those purple demonic eyes no longer held only hatred and ruthlessness, but also a hint of luck and passion.

On the high platform, Qianxun gripped the stone railing tightly, finally understanding the source of her unease.

"So, someone from above got involved."

Having just emerged from the third trial, his soul power surged and swelled within him. Yet, at this moment, his eyes held no trace of battle fervor, only an unfathomable calm.

In the deep pit, Tang San, who was dead, was breathing again under the nourishment of divine light, and his twisted bones were gradually restored.

Qian Xunji did not intervene. He knew very well that the power behind that purple light did not belong to ordinary people.

"Those above really have a long reach," Qian Xunji thought to herself with a cold snort.

His purpose in bringing Qian San and the others to this [Otherworld] was clear: first, to obtain the Angel God's Trial from this world; and second, to have Qian San and his group make a name for themselves in the High-Level Soul Master Competition. Only by deepening their connection with this world would it be easier for Qian San to inherit the dual godhood of two worlds in the future.

Now, the objective has been successfully achieved. Qian San not only swept the competition, but even drew the attention of the gods here.

But that was the end of it.

Now that the divine realm has personally intervened and broken the rules, this game can no longer be played by conventional means. It's king against king, general against general. He would never allow himself or his son to directly clash with the supreme god-king.

Protect Qian San and his companions who crossed the boundary with him, and safely return to the [Inner Realm] to report the strange events in the divine realm that have occurred here to the Angel King. This is what he should be doing now.

As for how the divine realm will settle accounts here, that's a game between the god-kings of two parallel worlds, and it's not his place to worry about it now.

With a thought, Qianxunji condensed a wisp of hidden spiritual power into a thread, silently piercing through the noisy square and directly entering Qiansan's mind.

"Let's move off the field. We're leaving."

The edge of the ring.

Qian San cautiously watched Tang San sit up from the bottom of the pit. Hearing his father's voice in his mind, the doubt in his eyes instantly disappeared.

Without uttering a single wasted word, and without showing any resentment, Qian San raised his hand and made a subtle gesture to his companions behind him.

Franya and Zhao Youji immediately understood and stood guard on either side of them. Xiaoqing took the hand of Xiaohuangtian, who was still rubbing his eyes, and Dai Zhuqing, Yu Rongrong, and the others quickly moved back to join them.

At this moment, everyone's attention in the square was focused on Tang San, who had been resurrected, the berserk Tang Hao, and the Sword Bone Douluo in a standoff. No one noticed the few little devils behind them silently retreating.

By the time Yue Guan noticed the commotion and turned around, Qian San and his group had already retreated into the shadows of the entrance passage.

"Young master, what's going on here..." Yue Guan was stunned for a moment.

Qian San ignored him, his figure flickered, and he completely merged into the darkness.

On the high platform of the offering hall.

Qian Xunji watched as his son successfully disappeared from sight, then turned to look at the Golden Crocodile Douluo beside him.

"Second Elder, it's your turn." Qian Xunji's voice wasn't loud. "Put some pressure on them and drive these bastards away. Make a big commotion."

A glint of light flashed in the old eyes of the Golden Crocodile Douluo, and he nodded heavily: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, leave it to me."

Before he finished speaking, Golden Crocodile Douluo stepped onto the terrace.

In mid-air, a deafening roar of a crocodile exploded. Dazzling golden light fell like the sun, and a terrifying pressure of level ninety-eight poured out.

"This is a sacred ground of Martial Soul City; how dare you petty scoundrels act so recklessly!"

The old but powerful roar of Golden Crocodile Douluo instantly drowned out all the noise in the arena, forcibly drawing the attention of Bibi Dong, Ning Fengzhi, and the others.

Taking advantage of the moment when the scene descended into greater chaos, Qian Xunji's figure faded into the air like ripples on water.

Outside Wuhun City, in a secluded wilderness.

As soon as Qian San and his group emerged from the secret passage in the city, a dark crack suddenly appeared in the space in front of them.

Qian Xunji stepped out without uttering a single unnecessary word. With a wave of his sleeve, a powerful spatial force instantly enveloped everyone.

The scene before my eyes was violently distorted.

In just a few breaths, the salty, fishy breeze and the noisy chatter completely disappeared. In their place came towering ancient trees and a rich, moist atmosphere of vegetation.

Starry Sky Forest, on the edge of the core area.

Qian San looked around to make sure there was no danger before turning to Qian Xunji, his brows furrowing slightly. "Father, are you in such a hurry? Leaving without even finishing up?"

In his view, even if Tang San were to be resurrected and had several Title Douluos behind him, with the current strength of the Heaven Dou Second Team and his father secretly overseeing things, they would be fully capable of killing those Shrek Academy people again.

Qian Xunji bent down, picked up the sleepy Xiao Huangtian, and patted her back.

"There's no need to waste time there." Qian Xunji looked at Qian San. "That purple light just now was the work of a god from this world. Now that the players have overturned the table, if we stay on the board as pawns, we'll just be targets for them."

Qian San's eyes sharpened, and he instantly understood the implications.

"We've uncovered the details here, and we've obtained the divine throne. Now, the most important thing is to bring this information back to the Inner Realm." Qian Xunji raised his head, his gaze sweeping over each of the young people before him. "You've done a great job. Now, it's a matter between the God Kings."

The group exchanged glances and said nothing more.

"Form a circle and hold hands," Qian Xunji instructed.

Qian San was the first to reach out and grasp Xiao Qing's wrist. Xiao Qing, holding Yu Rongrong's hand, and Fulanya and Zhao Youji quickly filled in the gaps...

Qian Xunji held Xiao Huangtian in one hand, while summoning the [Angel's Oath] with the other. This was not only a divine artifact, but also a token that crossed the barrier between two worlds, and the only key for them to return.

The light flashed, leaving only a patch of weeds bent by the shockwave and a few fallen withered leaves.

The Starry Sky Forest returned to its deathly silence. It was as if these travelers from another world had never existed in this world at all.