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

Qian Daoliu fell completely silent.

His expression became very complicated, and his mind was in complete turmoil, leaving him at a loss.

As the representative of the Angel God, everything he did in his life, even his willingness to sacrifice his own life, was for the purpose of passing on the Angel Godhood.

In his heart, the person to inherit this position has always been, and can only be, his granddaughter, Qian Renxue.

Angels were his lifelong faith.

But now, this man from another world, bearing the appearance of his son, is actually asking to take away the divine inheritance that belongs to Xue'er.

Logically speaking, Qian Xunji's strength is unfathomable, and with the blessing of that super artifact, he is even stronger than this peerless Douluo.

But from an emotional and religious perspective, Qian Daoliu simply couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart to let an outsider take away the divine position that rightfully belonged to his granddaughter.

Qian Xunji looked at Qian Daoliu's stiff expression and long silence, and knew what he was struggling with.

He didn't continue to explain with words, but simply raised his right hand.

"Buzz—"

A crisp sword cry rang out in the hall, and a dazzling golden light instantly illuminated the entire hall. The super artifact, [Angel's Oath], appeared in Qian Xunji's hand.

That divine aura, which transcended mortal comprehension and represented absolute holiness and majesty, pressed down on the surroundings as if it were a tangible force.

Qian Xun gripped her longsword, looked at Qian Daoliu, and spoke in a deep, powerful voice:

"In my world, the Angel God is a supreme deity who rules over a region. But in your world, the Angel God is merely a first-level deity."

Qian Daoliu's pupils contracted as he looked at the longsword that exuded terrifying divine power.

"My coming here to inherit this position is not due to my personal desires, but rather an order personally given by the Angel King," Qian Xunji continued.

"Once I obtain the divine position in this world, I will merge the angelic essence of the two worlds, completely break the limitations, and recreate a stronger and more perfect angel god."

Qian Xunji's gaze became extremely sharp:

"Great Venerable One, you and I both know what we will face in the future: the joint suppression and scheming of several gods in the divine realm."

If I do nothing and simply let you proceed step by step to let Xue'er inherit this position, even if she succeeds in the end, she will only be an ordinary first-level god.

In the future war between the gods, what use would a first-level god be other than being cannon fodder to die?

Qian Daoliu fell completely silent.

He looked at the [Angel's Oath] in Qian Xunji's hand, feeling the divine power of the same origin that made him want to worship it.

Based on Qian Xunji's account of his first visit, he knew that a first-level god had absolutely no chance of resisting a god-king.

If the future enemy is indeed another god-king from the divine realm, then even if Xue'er becomes a god, she will still face certain death.

Reason told him that Qian Xunji's plan was correct and was for the true rise of the Angel lineage.

However, he couldn't bring himself to give up the beliefs and mission he had upheld his entire life.

The atmosphere in the main hall was extremely solemn.

Huang Tian, ​​standing to the side, frowned slightly, his soul power secretly circulating within him, ready to deal with any potential conflict.

A long time passed.

Qian Daoliu finally slowly raised his head.

The confusion and hesitation in his eyes had disappeared, replaced by a resolute determination.

He looked at Qian Xunji and said, word by word, "Let's fight."

Qian Daoliu took a deep breath, his voice echoing throughout the hall:

"Right here. You've won, the divine throne is yours, and I'll do as you say."

"Of course," Qian Xunji replied calmly.

With a flick of his wrist, he retrieved the super artifact, [Angel's Oath].

Seeing Qian Daoliu standing before him as if facing a formidable enemy, Qian Xunji said, "I won't use the power of the divine artifact to bully you. If we can't fight here, let's go fight in the sky."

After saying that, the two of them flashed at the same time, turning into two golden streaks of light, instantly breaking through the dome of the Hall of Worship and arriving thousands of meters above the Spirit City.

High in the sky, the wind howled.

Qian Xunji no longer concealed his aura, and eight huge golden wings suddenly spread out behind him, fully releasing his Eight-Winged Angel Martial Soul.

Qian Daoliu, standing opposite, felt a chill in his heart as the six-winged angel martial spirit behind him began to tremble uncontrollably.

This was absolute bloodline suppression. But faced with the dignity of the Spirit Hall and the faith in the Angel God, he had no way to retreat. Even if he lost this battle, he had to fight it.

Qian Daoliu raised his hand, and golden light condensed. He gripped the [Measuring Heaven Sword] tightly in his hand, and his level 99 soul power burned wildly without reservation, instantly igniting his ninth soul ring.

Qian Xunji looked at Qian Daoliu, who was going all out, and didn't hesitate either.

Instead of summoning his weapon, he raised his right hand.

He prepared to use the sixth of the Nine Angelic Arts—[Judgment].

The essence of this technique lies not in large-scale destruction, but in "judgment" and "severance".

The soul power is compressed into a blade of judgment, imbued with the attributes of [Judgment] and [Severing]. Once it hits, the opponent's defense will instantly crumble, while simultaneously severing the flow of soul power for a moment.

Moreover, in order to unleash the strongest attack, Qian Xunji simultaneously activated the Angelic Sect's secret technique—[Light Sacrifice].

This is not simply draining soul power, but a direct sacrifice.

Qian Xunji forcibly ignited the core light attribute contained in the nine soul rings beneath his feet.

By sacrificing light attributes, they completely abandon all defensive capabilities and subsequent sustained combat abilities in exchange for pure, irreversible power.

"The Nine Absolutes of Angels—[Judgment]!"

[Sacrifice for light]! "

At that moment, the nine spirit rings beneath Qian Xunji's feet lit up simultaneously.

Subsequently, the original radiance of the spirit ring was instantly drawn away and burned, and the spirit ring turned into a dull grayish-white color at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The immense amount of light energy sacrificed surged wildly into the Blade of Judgment.

The two faced each other from a distance, without exchanging any further words.

next second.

Qian Daoliu gripped the [Liangtian Sword] with both hands, carrying his lifelong faith and pride, and slashed forward fiercely.

At the same time, Qian Xunji also swung his Judgment Blade.

Two energies, representing the highest combat power of the angel lineage, suddenly collided directly above Wuhun City.

There was no deafening explosion, only a chilling annihilation of energy.

A burst of blinding white light erupted from the center of the collision.

Immediately afterwards, a devastating shockwave spread outwards in a ring shape.

boom--

In an instant, the clouds that had piled up above Wuhun City were completely torn apart, and the sky within a radius of ten thousand miles was blown clean by this force, revealing the azure background.

The violent energy shockwaves even caused the Spirit City below to shake violently.

Meanwhile, at the Papal Palace.

Bibi Dong, who was resting with her eyes closed, suddenly opened them.

She sensed those two familiar yet terrifying forces of light in the sky.

Without any hesitation, Bibi Dong flashed and arrived at a height of about a thousand meters above the battlefield.

She immediately recognized the figure wielding the Measuring Heaven Sword as Qian Daoliu from the Hall of Worship.

But when her gaze turned to the other person fighting against Qian Daoliu, she froze instantly.

That was the figure she least wanted to recall or face.

The dazzling golden light, the supreme divine pressure, and the figure that had haunted her nightmares countless times.

"Qian... Xunji!"