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

Shura Island.

After hearing all this, Qian Xunji nodded. There was a reason why the Angel God became the God King, although the reason might not be so advantageous to him.

After learning about the Angel God King's "glorious history" of ascending to power by stepping on the Asura God, the hidden unease in his heart not only did not subside, but grew even stronger.

The realm of gods is far more complex than he anticipated, and the methods employed by those above are far more ruthless than he had imagined. Currently, the only trump card he can use to counter or disrupt the situation is the sensitive Spirit Dragon King bloodline of Little Emperor Heaven. But that is far from enough.

Qian Xunji did not sit down again, but stood up directly.

"Father, I'll head back now."

Qian Daoliu had just picked up a cup of tea to moisten his mouth when he heard this, and his hand paused. He looked up, a hint of surprise in his eyes: "Walking so fast?"

Qian Xunji came all this way, it's definitely not just to chat with this old man.

Qian Xunji straightened his cuffs: "I have a lot to do, so I really have to go. You can enjoy your retirement on this Shura Island. Next, I need to go back to the Angel Sect and investigate their situation."

Upon hearing the words "Angel Sect," Qian Daoliu's face instantly darkened, and a flash of anger appeared in his old eyes. Ever since the Haotian Palace's purge, the Angel Sect's self-preservation tactics had been utterly despicable to him, the former sect leader.

"Do you need me to go back with you?" Qian Daoliu snorted coldly, and an aura of peerless Douluo flashed through the courtyard. "I'll go teach those ungrateful old bones a lesson."

Qian Xunji glanced at the old man and casually dispersed the overflowing soul power.

"It's alright. I'm fine on my own."

He refused decisively. If the old man really went along, considering their past relationship and seniority, he wouldn't be able to go too far when cleaning up the sect. With Qian Daoliu gone, the power of life and death of the Angel Sect rested entirely on Qian Xunji's word.

As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Xunji didn't hesitate any longer. He drew a line in the air with his fingertip, tearing through space and stepping into the dark spatial turbulence.

the other side.

Ripples appeared in the air above the Clay Academy as Qian Xunji's figure silently appeared.

He looked down at the few young people sweating it out on the training field.

The path for Qian San and Xiao Qing has been paved, and the foundation for their divine succession is solid; he no longer needs to worry about them. But there are still a few people left in the team.

Qian Xunji's gaze swept over the people below, his mind racing. Although the Asura God had fallen from God-King to a Level One God due to the loss of his origin, there was still a deep-seated blood feud between him and the Angel God-King, stemming from their struggle for power.

The enemy of my enemy is the sharpest weapon.

A Shura God driven to the brink of despair and consumed by revenge—it would be a terrible waste to leave such resources idle. He intends to create another successor to the Shura God in the mortal realm.

Choosing the best among the worst. Qian Xunji's gaze finally settled on Dai Zhuqing, who was sparring with Xiaoqing. This girl had a tenacious character and was ruthless and decisive in her attacks, making her a suitable match for the Asura God.

Having made up his mind, Qian Xunji did not immediately go downstairs. Instead, he vanished from the spot in a flash.

Deep within the imperial palace of the Heavenly Dou Empire.

Under the cover of night, the so-called royal guards were utterly ineffective against a true powerhouse. Qian Xunji strolled through the numerous defenses as if walking in a garden, directly entering the underground treasury of the Heavenly Dou Empire.

On the glass display stand at the very center of the national treasury, a dark red, rhomboid crystal seal is quietly displayed. The seal is made of a translucent blood jade material, with what appears to be thick blood slowly flowing inside.

The Heavenly Dou Empire's national treasure: [Shura Heart-Cutting Seal].

The Heavenly Dou royal family had no idea of ​​the true origin of this thing and simply worshipped it as a soul tool.

With a single hand gesture, Qian Xunji brought the Asura Heart-Cutting Seal firmly into his palm, then turned and stepped into the void.

When I returned to Clayshire Academy, it was already dark.

Qianxun released his aura and landed directly in the center of the training field.

"gather."

The deep voice echoed across the empty playground. In just a few breaths, Qian San and the others quickly put down what they were doing and stood in neat rows in front of him.

Qian Xunji glanced around, his brows furrowing slightly. There was one more person in the group.

Dugu Yan, with her short hair, stood somewhat awkwardly beside Xiao Qing, who stood next to her with an embarrassed air. Clearly, Xiao Qing had found her best friend as soon as she returned to the inner realm.

Feeling Qian Xunji's scrutinizing gaze, Dugu Yan's heart began to pound uncontrollably.

Qian Xunji didn't care. Having more people just meant having more chopsticks; it was no big deal.

"Go pack your things. Next, I'll take you to a place for closed training." Qian Xunji looked at the young people in front of him and gave the order. "You have fifteen minutes."

Without saying a word, everyone immediately dispersed.

In less than fifteen minutes, everyone had gathered again on the playground, carrying their bags.

Seeing this, Franya, who had been standing guard nearby, stepped forward, bowed slightly, and asked, "Senior, should Old Zhao and I go together on this training trip?"

Qian Xunji looked at her and hesitated slightly. His original plan was to have these two teachers stay at the academy to keep order, but then he thought that keeping them here would only restrict his actions.

"Go ahead." Qian Xunji nodded. "It's pointless for you to just sit here. Go and broaden your horizons."

Franya's tense shoulders relaxed, and a smile appeared on her face: "Thank you, senior."

Everyone was present. Qian Xunji turned around, bypassed Qian San at the front, and walked straight to Dai Zhuqing.

Under Dai Zhuqing's astonished gaze, Qian Xunji flipped his wrist.

A dark red rhombus-shaped crystal seal exuding a strong blood aura, and a cold jade box appeared in his hand at the same time.

Qian Xunji stuffed the two items directly into Dai Zhuqing's arms.

"Once you get there, find an old man holding a baby."

"Show him this crystal seal, and he will naturally understand what I mean."

He paused, then pointed to the jade box: "As for what's inside this box, we'll ask Xiao San how to use it once we're settled."

Dai Zhuqing was stunned as she held the heavy crystal seal and jade box.

All her teammates, including Dugu Yan, turned their attention to her. The feeling of being given special treatment in front of everyone made Dai Zhuqing's cheeks flush slightly; she was somewhat embarrassed.

But she didn't hesitate or refuse. She took a deep breath, hugged the thing in her arms tightly, folded her body over, and bowed deeply to Qian Xunji at a 180-degree angle.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Qian Xunji nodded and said no more.

He turned and waved his hand, creating a spatial passage. The group curiously explored it, and indeed, there seemed to be an old man doing something in the other courtyard.

"Walk."

At a command, the group filed in, passing through the passage in turn...