Douluo Continent: Twin Angels, Heartless Rakshasa

At this moment, the sky was as dark as ink, with dark clouds gathering above the Haotian Sect, lightning snakes moving through the clouds, and thunder rumbling like drums.

The strong wind tore at the Haotian Sect's banner, making it flutter wildly as if it would fall to the ground at any moment.

Qian Renchen's gaze swept across Haotian Fortress. In the training grounds, the Soul Battle Arena, and the garden, the corpses of both sides were ruthlessly abandoned on the ground, and the war was still raging.

When people are angry, it seems that even the heavens are angry.

This scene does resemble a line of poetry.

Qianrenchen said, "The heavens are in turmoil, and the spirits are enraged; the slaughter is severe, and the wilderness is desolate."

"Our first soul skill is called Wrath of the Spirit!"

As he finished speaking, he held his sword in one hand, the first azure soul ring beneath his feet shone brightly, and a flash of angry red light swept across his eyes.

"Die!" Qian Renchen slashed with his sword, and a dazzling sword light, carrying the power of wind and thunder, slashed towards a Haotian Sect disciple who was over level 40 in the distance.

The Haotian Sect disciple was shocked and hurriedly raised his hammer to block, but the sword energy was extremely fast. The hand holding the Haotian Hammer was shaken by the storm caused by the sword energy, and the Haotian Hammer was about to slip out of his hand.

With a flash of blood, his body was cleaved in two by the sword energy.

The corpse fell to the ground, its flesh sizzling and crackling with tiny purple sparks of electricity...

"Instant kill..." Bibi Dong clicked her tongue in amazement. She hadn't expected Qian Renchen to suddenly unleash a soul skill, and she hadn't expected the power of this cyan soul ring's soul skill to be so terrifying.

Qian Renchen's anger had not subsided. His first soul skill, Mighty Spirit Fury, caused the sword to rage, putting him in a state of rage. All his attributes would increase threefold, and as long as he did not expel it, it would last for thirty seconds. In addition, the sword would be imbued with the rage of wind and thunder, and the power of the first three sword strikes would be enhanced.

"Sword Intent!" Qian Daoliu, who was hiding in the air and taking care of both ends, gasped. He didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, he would see the unprecedented azure soul ring appear under his grandson's feet and unleash a strike containing sword intent!

On the corpse of the Haotian Sect disciple whose body was split in two, one could clearly feel traces of sword intent, a faint hint of anger.

How could his grandson, who is emotionally empty, unleash a sword strike imbued with the intent of rage?

Qian Daoliu could no longer hold back. He stopped watching, transformed into a streak of light, and landed next to Qian Renchen.

His pupils trembled, and he asked in a low voice, "Xiao Chen, you've gained emotions?"

"Hmm." Qian Renchen deactivated the effect of his soul skill, smiled and nodded: "Grandpa, that azure soul ring granted me the emotion of anger."

"Then the origin of this soul ring... is it really from a disciple of the Clear Sky Sect?" Qian Daoliu's eyes were filled with indescribable complexity as he asked the question knowing the answer.

In fact, when Qian Renchen merged with the soul of that Haotian Sect disciple, he was also observing in secret, and even once thought of stopping him, because he did not want his grandson to fall into evil.

But he was an indecisive person by nature, and the scales in his heart swayed back and forth. In the end, he sighed and gave up the plan.

"Yes, Grandpa, and there's more than one disciple of the Haotian Sect."

Qian Renchen chuckled and said, "I can continuously merge with the souls of these people to increase the age of my soul rings. After killing some people, the age of my soul rings has increased to more than two thousand years."

"More than two thousand years..." Qian Daoliu's pupils trembled slightly, and his face showed surprise.

It wasn't that I was surprised that my grandson's first spirit ring was over two thousand years old, but rather that the way he increased his strength was so evil and bizarre!

If such people are allowed to exist, it may be a disaster for the entire continent in the future!

The sacred duty of the Spirit Hall throughout history has always been to eliminate evil spirits like Qian Renchen and maintain order on the continent.

But he was his grandson, one of his only two remaining relatives...

Qian Renchen said, "Grandpa, you may not know this, but every time I acquire a different colored soul ring, I gain a different emotion."

"I am now level 20. As long as I remove the second soul ring from my Rakshasa Demon Sword, I can absorb another heterochromatic soul ring and gain a new emotion."

"Stop hurting yourself!" Qian Daoliu shouted sternly, his complex emotions instantly replaced by worry, his face filled with lingering fear as he said, "Removing a soul ring is no less than tearing your soul apart and cutting off your flesh."

"You brat, you're fearless! You've already stripped off one spirit ring; if you keep doing that, you might really be in trouble!"

"When we return to the Spirit Hall, I will use the Angelic Light to heal your damaged soul and body, and also remove your second spirit ring while I'm at it."

Qian Renchen nodded and said softly, "Okay, I understand. I was originally planning to absorb another new soul ring."

"I feel that it's becoming somewhat difficult for my first spirit ring to absorb new souls."

Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu remained silent for a moment, staring intently at Qian Renchen, and couldn't help but sigh, "Little Chen, remember this."

"While you can absorb other people's souls to create soul rings and even increase your lifespan, you must never harm the innocent!"

"This ability is extremely strange and powerful. Do not lose yourself in its power, otherwise, the entire continent will not tolerate you, and we will face each other with swords in the future!"

"I understand, Grandpa," Qian Renchen nodded in response.

He never intended to harm ordinary people; in the Douluo Continent, it was naturally more interesting to torment Tang San and Gangzi.

"You must remember what I said!" Qian Daoliu added, then said, "The Haotian Sect and Qianjun Jiangmo are fighting over there. I'm going to check on the situation."

"Be careful, don't go near that area. Bibi Dong, protect Xiao Chen."

After Qian Daoliu disappeared, Qian Renchen glanced at the corpses of the Haotian Sect disciples not far away. He had originally planned to unlock the emotion of "desire", but since it would harm his body, he decided against it.

Speaking of which, Tang Hao has a younger sister named Tang Yuehua, who should also be at Haotian Fort, but we don't know what she looks like.

With the thought of killing gone, Qian Renchen's mind wandered, and he began to have wild and uncontrollable thoughts.

As far as he knew, there was no such place as Yuexuan in Tiandou City.

It is estimated that the Yuexuan aristocratic etiquette training institution was secretly established by Tang Yuehua after the Haotian Sect went into seclusion, due to the sect's need for livelihood.

They usually recruit students from aristocratic families, teaching them music, etiquette, and so on, earning a considerable amount of tuition fees.

The daily expenses of the entire family depend on Yuexuan's revenue.

Qian Renchen said, "Mother, let's storm Haotian Fortress."

Haotian Fortress is a magnificent castle, serving as the core and symbolic building of the sect. It contains numerous rooms and ceremonial halls.

The sect leader and elders of Haotian Sect all reside, cultivate, and handle sect affairs within the fortress.

"What are you going inside for?" Bibi Dong was taken aback by his question.

"Go check if anyone is hiding in the castle and hasn't come out." Qian Renchen chuckled.

Tang Yuehua was just a weak level nine Soul Master and had no strength to participate in the battle. Tang Xiao would not let her participate in the battle either. If she were still in the Haotian Sect, she would most likely be hiding in Haotian Fortress.

"Boring." Bibi Dong curled her lips, but did not refuse. She said indifferently, "Let's go. There's a bunch of people blocking the entrance to Haotian Fort. I'll clear the way."