Douluo Continent: The Angel of the Dead, starting by slaying Bibi Dong!

Chapter Two: Where is my brother, Qian Xunji?

The simple words, "Returning after twenty years, Father, how have you been?" left everyone speechless.

Only when Qian Daoliu heard the word "father" did his whole body begin to tremble uncontrollably.

He stared at Qian Xunling in shock.

Qian Xunling's familiar face slowly transformed into Qian Xunji's face, and then slowly transformed into the face of her mischievous second son when they were children.

That familiar yet unfamiliar word, "father."

Qian Daoliu's eyes gradually reddened.

Although Qian Xunling felt a sense of familiarity with the faces of the people present and could roughly guess their identities, twenty years had passed.

Many things have changed beyond recognition.

The reason why Qian Daoliu could be recognized at first glance was entirely because after becoming the Limit Douluo and the High Priest of the Angel God, he could use divine power to maintain his ageless appearance.

That's right, twenty years have passed, and Qian Daoliu's appearance remains unchanged.

"You...you are Ling'er!"

One sentence caused everyone present to widen their eyes in shock.

Ling... Ling'er?

Could it be... could it be that the Grand Elder has an illegitimate child?

No... no, Ling, Chihiro Ling, isn't that the second son of the Grand Elder?

He disappeared on the day he awakened his martial spirit, and the Spirit Hall sent people all over the continent to search for him.

It's probably been more than twenty years since then, right?

Wait, that person just said he'd return after twenty years, could it be...?

The pupils of everyone present contracted sharply.

Twenty years ago, the missing second young master of the Spirit Hall has returned!

"Searching...searching for the spirit!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at Qian Xunling in shock.

He strode forward, wanting to examine it closely, but in the next instant, Qian Xunling slightly raised her hand, and an invisible, terrifying force pushed him away.

"Seeking spirits"—a term I haven't heard in so many years.

Compared to those two weak words, Qianxunling would rather be called the fearsome Holy Dharma King of the Dead.

"Golden Crocodile Offering, when we were young you called me the Spirit Seeker, I won't argue with you."

"But now that we're in the Spirit Hall, in front of so many people, what should you call me?"

Having lived a life of hunting and gathering for twenty years in the Land of the Dead, Chihiro's spirit had long since turned extremely cold.

He didn't return to Douluo Continent to curry favor; they weren't worthy of it.

Qian Xunling's purpose is clear: the Spirit Hall is nothing more than a machine for him to control this world and obtain the opportunity to become a god.

Moreover, he was a transmigrator. Although he lived in Douluo Continent for six years, he would be living alone in the World of the Dead for the next twenty years.

After gaining immense power, he gained control over the world of the dead, but with the death of all living beings, his affection for family ties became even weaker.

Speaking of family ties, he does have some affection for his older brother, Qian Xunji, who has basically been taking care of him since he was born after transmigrating.

He never mistreated himself, and was at least closer to Qian Daoliu than Qian Xunji. At that time, he had gradually delegated power to Qian Xunji and hid in the Angel Temple, ignoring affairs.

Upon hearing Qian Xunling's words, Golden Crocodile Douluo's face suddenly stiffened, and then he became serious.

"Second Young Master!"

Qian Xunling nodded in satisfaction, then turned to look at the other elders.

"Tsk tsk tsk, talking while standing is really a bit unpleasant."

Golden Crocodile Douluo was taken aback upon hearing this, but after realizing what he meant, he immediately spoke.

"Young Master, please wait here. I'll get you a stool right away."

Looking at everyone and sensing their auras, Qian Xunling realized that the Title Douluo... seemed a bit weak.

Having cultivated in the world of the dead for twenty years, Qianxunling also wanted to test just how strong her power, now that she had achieved the body of a demigod, really was.

Can we unify the mainland by force?

"No need, just kneel down."

A casual remark caused everyone's expression to change drastically.

"Wh...what?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo looked up at Qian Xunling in disbelief.

Before he could react, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted.

Black magic instantly filled the hall.

Bang~!

The closest Golden Crocodile Douluo's knees buckled instantly as he felt a terrifying and irresistible force descend upon him.

The next instant, he knelt heavily in front of Qian Xunling.

The eight elders knelt down one by one.

Next came the other five major offerings.

Clang!

Bibi Dong slammed her scepter into the ground, her legs slightly bent, her face contorted in a drastic change as she desperately resisted the terrifying pressure.

"Xunling, it's been twenty years since we last met, and this is how you treat your sister-in-law?"

Bibi Dong's beautiful face was full of struggle as she looked up at Qian Xunling, who was shrouded in dark magic, her heart filled with fear.

"How is this possible? How is this possible? Didn't this guy disappear twenty years ago?"

"Why did you come back today, and become so powerful, right before I was to succeed to the papacy?"

Sister-in-law?

Looking at the woman dressed in a female papal robe and holding the papal scepter representing the highest power of the Spirit Hall, Qian Xunling frowned and a bad premonition suddenly welled up in her heart.

"You are... Bibi Dong?"

Bibi Dong gritted her teeth, and a black mark between her brows flickered slightly, protecting her from the terrifying pressure.

"I'm your sister-in-law!"

After confirming the other party's identity, Qian Xunling's eyes turned cold.

He didn't have much affection for Bibi Dong.

Although she hasn't been in the Spirit Hall for the past twenty years, Qian Xunling has read the original work.

Bibi Dong possesses twin martial souls. She became a disciple of her elder brother, received priority access to cultivation resources from the Spirit Hall, and was granted the position of Holy Maiden... with supreme power.

But what did Bibi Dong do? She gave the Spirit Hall's resources to Yu Xiaogang, and in the end, she even fell in love with him.

Despite being stopped by Qian Xunji time and again, he still ignored it and finally sealed it off.

It's laughable that so many years of nurturing and guidance couldn't compare to just a few months or years of getting along.

From the Spirit Hall's perspective, their painstakingly cultivated genius saintess was abducted, and the gigolo enjoyed the Spirit Hall's resources.

Definitely siding with outsiders, an ingrate.

Although Qian Xunji's actions were unethical, becoming a "Secret Chamber Douluo" for once, the Spirit Hall's vast resources for cultivation and the kindness of their teaching... surely they can't compare to a gigolo like Yu Xiaogang?

They groomed her to be the future of the Spirit Hall, but what about her?

If it weren't for the Spirit Hall's support and nurturing, the opponent would probably have died from absorbing spirit rings and exploding, just like the previous twin spirit master.

"I'm telling you, kneel down!"

hum!

A gray spirit ring slowly appeared beside Qianxunling, and then began to spin wildly in the next instant.

"How dare you! I am the Pope!"

Behind Qianxunling, a massive phantom slowly opened its eyes.

The next instant, everyone in the entire hall fell into an ice cave. Under that gaze, everyone seemed to have seen the real Grim Reaper.

Millions of lives were slaughtered; in the world of the dead, the mournful battle song of the undead army echoed.

Bang~!

The next instant, Bibi Dong knelt firmly inside the temple.

My back was already soaked with cold sweat.

Upon seeing this, Qian Daoliu's pupils contracted sharply.

"This is... divine power!"

"I never imagined that Ling'er, who disappeared for twenty years, would actually receive the inheritance of a god."

"However, this one doesn't look like... a true god."

There is no such thing as a righteous god slaughtering millions of living beings.

Tap tap tap!

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps sounded.

"I...I agree to go undercover in Tiandou, you...you mustn't make things difficult for Grandpa!"

Seeing the blonde girl rush in, Chihiro slowly withdrew her magic.

"Going undercover in Tiandou???"

Looking at the other person's face, which bore a striking resemblance to his elder brother, and hearing what she had just said, as well as Bibi Dong's self-proclaimed title of Pope, he felt a surge of emotion.

Almost instantly, Qian Xunling's eyes turned cold, gradually filling with killing intent.

The ominous premonition in my heart grew stronger and stronger.

"Where is my brother, Qian Xunji?"