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

Before he finished speaking, Qian Daoliu's gaze was fixed on the boy standing at the very front.

It was a face he had never seen before, but the contours, the eyes, even the arrogance emanating from its very bones were all too familiar. More importantly, the six-winged angel bloodline within the Thousand Streams of Fluid reacted intensely the moment it saw this boy. That bond originating from the depths of its bloodline was something no disguise could fake.

Qian Daoliu's breath hitched, and he couldn't even care less about the dignity of a peerless Douluo.

He shoved the baby, Qianxunxi, back into the hands of the maid beside him. Then, he strode forward, staring at Qian San's face, his voice trembling slightly.

"Child, what...what's your name?"

Facing this unkempt old man, Qian San also sensed the martial spirit within him. He was somewhat unaccustomed to such direct scrutiny and slightly averted his gaze, but still answered truthfully, "My name is Qian San."

"Qian San... good, good!" Qian Daoliu's eyes were slightly warm. He placed his rough hand on Qian San's shoulder and patted his head, saying repeatedly, "Good boy, good boy."

Seeing the old man's excited expression and recognizing his distinctive angelic martial soul aura, Qian San guessed his identity. He obediently let the old man pat his head and whispered, "Grandpa."

That one word, "Grandpa," struck a chord deep within Qian Daoliu's heart.

"Hey! Hey!" Qian Daoliu laughed heartily, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes smoothing out. He never imagined his grandson would grow up so big, and judging from his aura, he was already a Soul Emperor—truly an extraordinary person.

After a brief moment of warmth, Qian Daoliu's smile faded, and he asked seriously, "Was your sudden arrival on Shura Island at your father's behest?"

Qian San nodded: "Exactly."

At this moment, Dai Zhuqing, who had been standing at the back, took a deep breath and carefully took two steps forward. She held the dark red crystal in both hands and handed it to Qian Daoliu.

"Senior," Dai Zhuqing said nervously, "Senior Qian asked me to show this to you. He said you'll understand once you see it."

Qian Daoliu casually took the Asura Heart-Cutting Seal.

Of course he recognized it.

"The Asura Heart-Cutting Seal... This was on the Asura Divine Sword back then." Qian Daoliu murmured softly, turning his gaze to Dai Zhuqing.

Qian Xunji sent this girl to Shura Island and obtained the Shura Heart Seal from who-knows-where. His intention was all too clear: he wanted this girl to inherit the mantle of the Shura God!

However, there is a mortal feud between the Angel God King and the Asura God. Qian Xunji himself is still carrying the divine test of the Angel God King, yet he is now secretly cultivating a successor of the Asura God?

Qian Daoliu gripped the Blood Jade Crystal Seal in his hand and remained silent for a moment.

In the end, he didn't ask any more questions. He chose to unconditionally believe his son.

"Wait here for a moment." Qian Daoliu clenched the crystal seal in his palm, turned and left. "I'm going to find Xixi."

……

Meanwhile, on the other side...

Qian Xunji, holding Xiao Huangtian in one arm, was enveloped by a layer of golden soul power barrier and had already arrived outside the Angel Sect's headquarters.

The sound of the wind was blocked outside the barrier. Qian Xunji looked down at the little Huangtian in his arms and briefly recounted what he had learned on Shura Island about the "Upside-Down Change".

"The Angel God-King ascended to his position by stepping over the Asura God." Qian Xunji's voice was somewhat heavy. "This mess will be settled sooner or later. Things are more difficult than we expected."

Little Emperor rested on his shoulder, listened to these words, and nodded thoughtfully.

Although she now has the body of a child, her mind and vision remain clear.

"If we really can't drag this out any longer, then we'll flip the table." Little Emperor whispered in Qian Xunji's ear.

"We can go directly to the Star Dou Great Forest and release the Golden Dragon King below. Once its violent destructive power is unleashed, it will be enough to turn the God Realm upside down, at least giving us some more time."

Qianxun shook her head.

"It's like drinking poison to quench thirst." Qian Xunji supported her back and lifted her up in a hug.

"Once the Golden Dragon King is born, the situation will completely spiral out of control. How will your newly repaired body possibly devour it? You won't even be able to reclaim your origin, so how will you rebuild your position as the Dragon God?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Huangtian did not refute it.

She lowered her head, her small fingers unconsciously twisting the gold thread on Qian Xunji's collar, crumpling the smooth fabric into a mess. A hint of annoyance flashed in her eyes.

Qian Xunji did not stop her childish actions, but simply increased the speed at which he flew towards the main hall. Along the way, he gained a considerable understanding of the Angelic Sect.

The sea of ​​clouds ahead suddenly opened up.

Qian Xunji, carrying Xiao Huangtian, crashed directly in front of the main gate of the Angel Sect.

The heavy, pure copper palace doors were forcibly forced open by the blast wave.

"Who goes there!"

Inside the hall, several powerful auras of soul force erupted instantly.

Qian Xunji stepped across the threshold expressionlessly, his gaze immediately locking onto the main seat at the far end of the hall, which symbolized the emperor's authority.

In the center of the main hall, three old men were slamming their fists on the table. Qian Xunji's gaze swept over the three angry old faces, and he instantly recognized them: the Second Elder, the Fifth Elder, and the Sixth Elder.

Upon recognizing Qian Xunji as the newcomer, the three elders, who had been raising their soul power, suddenly froze, frozen in place.

"Chihiro? You finally decided to come back!"

The Fifth Elder, standing beside the Second Elder, was the first to react. Pointing at Qian Xunji's nose, old and new grudges surged in his heart, and he berated him harshly: "Back then, the sect suffered so much loss because of the trouble you caused outside! Now you're not only unharmed, but you even dare to break in? You didn't even say hello, do you even have any respect for us elders?!"

Qian Xunji looked at the Fifth Elder, who was spitting as he spoke, and suddenly laughed.

He didn't bother with any explanation or nonsense, and took a sudden step forward with his right foot.

"boom!"

A dazzling, sacred golden light erupted from his body. In the narrowed pupils of the three elders, what unfolded behind Qian Xunji was no longer the six wings that the Angelic Sect had inherited for ten thousand years.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.

A total of eight wings of light bloomed behind him.

Qian Xunji held Xiao Huangtian in one arm and waved his free left hand.

The raging soul power instantly condensed into a giant golden handprint in mid-air.

"Bang! Bang!"

The Fifth Elder and Sixth Elder didn't even have time to release their martial spirits before they were struck squarely in the chest by the giant golden hand, like two flies being swatted away. They crashed through the solid walls on both sides of the hall and flew out of the hall like broken sacks.

The rubble continued to fall, and the hall fell silent instantly, with only the cold wind howling in through the holes in the walls.

Qian Xunji withdrew his left hand and looked at the Second Elder, who was sitting in the main seat and didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

"Go and summon everyone in the sect who has influence."

"Unless, you're more resilient."