Douluo Continent: Twin Angels, Heartless Rakshasa

Tang Wei's face showed surprise. He asked, "What's that commotion? Could it be an attack by the Spirit Hall?"

Tang Xiao looked out the window and saw that the area outside the fortress was in chaos. He immediately frowned and said, "Father, there are Soul Masters fighting with our Haotian Sect disciples outside."

"Please have a seat here, I'll be right back."

"No, I'll go with you. If it really is the Spirit Hall attacking, I might still be able to contribute something." Tang Wei forced himself to stand up. "Yuehua, go back to your room first. You'll only cause trouble if you come along."

After making arrangements, the father and son left the palace together.

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

While Tang Wei was lying in his sickbed making arrangements for his funeral, the Spirit Hall's forces had already arrived outside the Clear Sky Sect's castle.

The Demon-Slaying Douluo unleashed his ninth soul skill—Salvation for All Beings—and leveled several buildings of the Clear Sky Sect with a single blow.

After that, the Spirit Hall's Soul Masters stormed into the Clear Sky Sect, killing any Clear Sky Sect disciples they saw.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Quickly notify the sect leader and elders!" A Haotian Sect disciple patrolling outside the fortress panicked, gritting his teeth as he resisted the enemy's attack.

Suddenly, golden flames burst forth from his buttocks, causing him to cry out in pain. The Spirit Hall Soul Master who was fighting him seized the opportunity and killed him with a single blow.

Qian Renchen, possessed by the angelic martial spirit, smiled slightly and blew out the flame in his hand.

Beside him, Bibi Dong manipulated spider silk with one hand, binding four or five Haotian Sect disciples, while her other arm transformed into a spear blade, slashing out streaks of dark green light, killing all of these Haotian Sect disciples.

Fires raged everywhere outside the fortress, creating a chaotic scene. Disciples from the Clear Sky Sect continued to arrive to provide support, engaging in battle with the Soul Masters of the Spirit Hall.

Qian Renchen's gaze swept across the crowd, and he spotted a three-ring Clear Sky Hammer Soul Master in a corner. He immediately wanted to have a match with him.

He quickly switched his Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul to the Rakshasa Demon Sword.

Qian Renchen's gaze sharpened, his soul power flowing downwards and into his legs. His steps suddenly became light and graceful, his speed astonishing. He thrust his sword at the Haotian Sect disciple, shouting angrily, "You little thief, prepare to die!"

This was a movement technique he created when he was bored out of his mind, based on the Lingbo Weibu from the novel "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" that he had read in his previous life.

He remembered that the Lingbo Weibu footwork followed the directional sequence of the sixty-four hexagrams in the Book of Changes.

Starting with the Mingyi hexagram, the sequence continues through the Ben, Jiji, Jiaren, Zhongfu, Tai, and finally returns to the Wuwang hexagram.

Although he knew the sixty-four hexagrams of the Book of Changes, he did not understand the profound theories behind the hexagrams.

Therefore, he felt that he had not mastered the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique), but instead had developed a footwork that he didn't understand, which he arrogantly named Meteor Step.

The phrase is taken from the line "Swift as a shooting star" in Li Bai's poem "The Knight-Errant".

"?" The Haotian Sect disciple was stunned for a moment when he heard the words "little thief," and then he saw a little brat raise his sword and stab at him.

"Where did this brat come from?" The Clear Sky Sect disciple roared in fury. "How dare the Spirit Hall so disrespect Tang Gang? Take this!"

Tang Gang suddenly turned around and swung his hammer with all his might.

Just as the Clear Sky Hammer was about to strike the longsword in his hand, Qian Renchen's figure flashed to his side like a ghost, his first soul ring shining, "First Soul Skill - Evil Fiend Sword Edge".

The blade of the Rakshasa Demon Sword glowed with a dark light, and as easily as cutting tofu, it slashed a deep, bone-revealing wound on Tang Gang's right hand.

"Ouch—" Tang Gang cried out in pain, not expecting to be injured by the brat. His anger surged, "You brat, you deserve to die!"

"Third Soul Skill - Fire Blast".

As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of fire condensed in his Haotian Hammer and smashed it towards Qian Renchen.

Qian Renchen moved like a dragon, easily dodging the attack and leaping seven feet behind him.

The hammer missed its target, causing an explosion on the ground. The blast and the resulting recoil caused Tang Gang to stagger back two steps.

Just as he lost his balance, a dark sword light struck, and a line of blood quietly appeared on his neck.

Tang Gang's eyes widened, and he raised his hand to wipe his throat. When he looked down and saw the blood, his face was filled with disbelief and horror.

After a few breaths.

His eyes rolled back, and he collapsed to the ground, already dead.

Qian Renchen's figure had moved from behind him to the front, a slight smile curving his lips.

Suddenly, a strange change occurred. Tang Gang's corpse emitted a faint light, as if something wanted to break out of his body.

He only needs to use the Rakshasa Demon Sword in his hand to summon that thing.

Qian Renchen raised an eyebrow and controlled the long sword in his hand, pulling the object out.

A complete soul floated out of the corpse, and then, like iron filings firmly attracted by a magnet, rushed towards his Rakshasa Demon Sword, swirling around the blade.

Immediately afterwards, seven more orbs of light of different colors flew out from the corpse.

These seven colors are reddish gold, cyan, grayish white, dark blue, warm gold, dark purple, and an extremely murky nine-color.

The moment the ball of light flew out, Tang Gang's corpse also decomposed a bit.

Seven beams of light floated in front of Qian Renchen, seemingly offering him a choice!

Qian Daoliu, who was watching from the air, had been paying close attention to his grandson's movements. When he saw that the grandson seemed to be using the methods of an evil soul master to manipulate souls, his expression changed drastically!

He wanted to intervene and stop them, but after thinking about it, he sighed and decided to wait and see.

"What is Xiao Chen doing?!"

Bibi Dong gazed at Qian Renchen with a playful look in her eyes, a half-smile curving her red lips. She naturally took in her son's wicked actions.

After glancing at Qian Renchen, she shifted her gaze to the spot where Qian Daoliu was hiding in mid-air, and murmured, "Qian Daoliu, did you see that? Your self-proclaimed holy angel race would do such evil things."

Qian Renchen did not understand the meaning of these colors. The only thing he sensed was that he could only absorb one beam of light. Immediately, he casually drew the cyan light over.

When that cyan light came, Tang Gang's wisp of soul instantly merged into that cyan light.

A piece of information suddenly appeared in Qian Renchen's mind, and his mind, which had been calm and undisturbed for six years, trembled.

He released two spirit rings, one yellow and one purple, beneath his feet. After thinking for a moment, he destroyed the yellow spirit ring without hesitation.

The century-old soul ring shattered with a crash, and Qian Renchen instantly suffered a severe backlash, falling backward with a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Bibi Dong, who had been observing coldly from afar, suddenly froze, not understanding why Qian Renchen had suddenly gone mad.

She instantly appeared beside him, angrily shouting, "Are you stupid? Destroying your own spirit ring? Are you trying to die?"

"I'm not stupid, you see!"

Qian Renchen smiled and pointed to the blue light on the sword. The blue light was slowly merging with the Rakshasa Demon Sword.

The Rakshasa Demon Sword shone with a brilliant blue light, and the ball of light spun and condensed rapidly amidst the sword's hum, outlining the shape of a soul ring.

Immediately afterwards, a circle of azure-blue spirit rings materialized beneath his feet.

Qian Renchen's expression changed slightly. He sensed an emotion—anger. After the Rakshasa Demon Sword merged with the cyan light cluster dropped by Tang Gang, it gained the emotion of anger!