Douluo Continent: Twin Angels, Heartless Rakshasa

Upon hearing this, the Haotian Sect members' eyes widened in fury, and they began to pant heavily.

The Seventh Elder, Tang Lie, roared, "Spirit Hall, you want to destroy my Clear Sky Sect? Aren't you afraid that my Uncle Tang Chen will settle scores with you later?!"

"Tang Chen? He died long ago in the City of Slaughter. Your Haotian Sect should worry about yourselves first. You think you can threaten me by bringing up a dead man?"

Qianjun Douluo let out a cold sneer, his tone laced with mockery.

"What did you say?"

The Haotian Sect members were shocked and could not believe that the invincible Tang Chen had fallen.

"Nonsense! My uncle is invincible, how could he possibly die in the City of Slaughter!" Tang Lie roared.

"Yes, you must be lying! You're afraid of our Uncle!" The Fourth Elder's face turned pale, but he still shouted sharply.

At the same time, he forced himself to believe that the other side was trying to demoralize them and lower their fighting spirit.

Tang Wei and the other elders also didn't believe this side of the story at all, but they couldn't suppress the unease in their hearts.

Tang Wei, in particular, felt he could die at any moment after being hit by multiple blows.

"As a dignified Super Douluo, I would never stoop to deceiving you." Thousand-Pound Douluo's face showed a look of contempt.

For so many years, Father has never returned to the Haotian Sect, not even a single letter. Could it really be...? No, it's impossible...

Tang Wei was lost in thought, his heart rate became erratic, he suddenly gripped his cane tightly, let out a scream, spat out a mouthful of blood mist, and collapsed to the ground.

Tang Xiao reacted quickly and caught his father as he was about to fall. Looking down, he saw that his father's eyes were wide open, his pupils were unfocused, and his face was as pale as paper.

His eyes widened, his chest tightened, and he raised his hand to check his breath. A tear silently rolled down his cheek. "Father, you've passed away..."

"Sect Master!" ×5

The five elders of the Haotian Sect were shocked and cried out in anguish.

While the Haotian Sect members were crying and wailing, Qian Renchen and Bibi Dong were wandering around the chaotic battlefield surrounding the Haotian Sect, without getting involved in the confrontation area where the five elders were located.

Qian Renchen killed six disciples of the Haotian Sect with the Rakshasa Demon Sword.

Of these six people, four are level 20 Great Soul Masters, and two are level 30 Soul Venerables.

He discovered that since choosing to absorb the power representing "rage", he could no longer fuse other types of power into the azure soul ring; he could only choose power of the same type.

The level of a Soul Master also represents the strength of the quality of their soul, which seems to follow a fixed set of rules.

A Soul Master's soul can add 150 years to the lifespan of a Soul Ring, while a Great Soul Master can only add 70 years.

The higher the level of a Soul Master, the longer the Soul Ring formed by their Soul will be, just like with Soul Beasts.

However, a soul ring formed from souls of the same level is significantly weaker compared to a soul beast's soul ring...

Qian Renchen estimated that even a soul ring formed from the soul of a Title Douluo would probably not be very old; if it were even ten thousand years old, he would be grateful.

He had no idea how many people he would have to kill to collect a single 100,000-year-old spirit ring of a different color...

Now, he has killed two Soul Masters and four Great Soul Masters, and his first Soul Ring has been upgraded to 730 years.

However, his progress in upgrading this soul ring to a thousand years is somewhat slow.

He walked straight to Bibi Dong's side, tugged at his magnificent robes, and smiled, "Mother, assist me in killing! You use spider silk to bind the disciples of the Haotian Sect, and let me kill them."

Bibi Dong pursed her lips, instantly guessing his intention, and sighed softly, "Alright, I'll create an opportunity for you."

After Bibi Dong devoured Qian Xunji, she not only opened the Rakshasa Secret Realm, but also broke through the level 90 bottleneck and became a Title Douluo.

Within the Haotian Sect at this point in time, there are almost no people who can rival her.

The Clear Sky Sect only has three Title Douluo: Tang Wei, who just died; Tang Xiao, the newly appointed sect master; and Tang Hao, who ran away.

The other five elders of the Haotian Sect are currently only Soul Douluo.

With Bibi Dong leading him to hunt down the disciples of the Clear Sky Sect, it was not only safe but also highly efficient!

The mother and son wandered around the Clear Sky Sect. They saw a Clear Sky Sect disciple with a sixth ring kill a Spirit Hall Soul Master. Bibi Dong gave a look, indicating whether they should take action against the person.

Qian Renchen said, "It's him. Make your move quickly."

As soon as she finished speaking, a bundle of spider silk sprang from Bibi Dongyu's hand, binding the Haotian Sect disciple with lightning speed.

Upon seeing that a woman was controlling him, the Haotian Sect disciple was enraged. He struggled violently, roaring, "Bastard, how dare you tie me up!"

"Stop arguing."

Qian Renchen picked at his ear, and seeing that his target had been subdued, a harmless smile appeared on his lips. He gripped his sword in one hand and slowly stepped forward.

The sword flashed and disappeared in the terrified gaze of the other party.

The blood gradually spread along the neck, and a head fell to the ground without a ripple.

Qian Renchen extracted the soul and spirit, incorporating the power spirit and the three souls into the first azure soul ring.

"Hey, the age limit has increased by 1,800 years, and the age limit of the first spirit ring has reached 2,530 years. Not only has my spirit power level been restored, but it has also soared to level 25. It's just that I feel a bit bloated..."

A sudden change has occurred!

The Rakshasa Demon Sword shone with a bright blue light, accompanied by a resounding clang.

Qian Renchen stared blankly at his martial soul, his consciousness seemingly pulled into a special space where the surrounding scenery was extremely blurry and only some sounds could be heard.

"Kill! To protect our sect and defend our homeland, slaughter all the treacherous dogs of the Spirit Hall!"

"Our homes are behind us, our battlefield lies before us. Today, we will fight to the death!"

"Fight or die! Brothers, follow me! There isn't a single coward in the Haotian Sect!"

"Damn the Spirit Hall! Why did they have to invade our Clear Sky Sect? As long as I have a breath left, I'll fight them to the death!"

……

A surge of anger rushed into his mind. Veins bulged on Qian Renchen's forehead, his eyes widened, and some inexplicable insights seemed to emerge in his mind.

Suddenly, the blurry scene from all directions changed, and the position of the sound shifted.

"You traitors of the Clear Sky Sect, you killed my Spirit Hall Pope! This is an irreconcilable hatred!"

"I, Wang Gou, am but a commoner. The Spirit Hall promoted me to Cardinal, and now it is time for me to repay their kindness. You evil Clear Sky Sect, you all deserve to die!"

"It's because of you wicked sects that you support those filthy nobles! If we commoners couldn't join the Spirit Hall, we'd never be able to turn our lives around!"

……

A glint of light flashed in Qian Renchen's eyes, and the Rakshasa sword in his hand resonated faintly with him.

The first azure soul ring bloomed, and lightning suddenly surged across the sword, accompanied by a sweeping gust of wind.

The special space disappeared with his thoughts, and his consciousness returned to the outside of Haotian Fortress, where battles raged on.

After a period of deep comprehension, he finally comprehended the soul skill of the azure soul ring and completed the transformation of his first soul ring!