Douluo Continent: Twin Angels, Heartless Rakshasa

"Ah—" Tang Xiao was blasted out of the Haotian Formation by a stick. His abdomen was injured, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, rolling to the ground in a sorry state.

Having escaped the formation's range and lost the combined soul power of the Haotian Sect disciples, Tang Xiao's strength dropped back to level ninety-one.

"Sect Master!" The five elders were horrified. Even with the blessing of the Haotian Formation, the Sect Master was still defeated. What could they do?

"You scum of the Clear Sky Sect, you should worry about yourselves." Demon-Slaying Douluo smiled contemptuously and swung his Dragon-Panding Staff with great force.

The coiled dragon staff spun rapidly in front of him, forming a circle of deep red holes.

At the cave entrance, a huge, deep red dragon emerged to vanquish evil.

"Eighth Soul Skill - Demon-Subduing Dragon Ring!"

The Demon-Slaying Dragon suddenly crashed into the five elders and nearly a thousand disciples.

The powerful impact, like a dragon-shaped staff crashing down from the sky, instantly claimed the lives of many Haotian Sect disciples, and the five elders were also knocked away by the Evil Dragon.

Among them, the Fourth Elder died directly!

Compared to a Super Douluo, a Soul Douluo is so fragile.

The Haotian Formation thus disintegrated.

Immediately afterwards, the Demon-Slaying Dragon coiled its body into a circle, sealing off all the surviving Haotian Sect disciples in the arena.

Tang Xiao had just struggled to his feet when he saw the Demon Subduer unleash a soul skill, causing the Haotian Sect disciple to fall to the ground like wheat broken by a whirlwind, his eyes wide open and his mind blank.

With a thud, he knelt down on both knees, and two lines of clear tears slid down his cheeks.

I can't do anything, who will save the Haotian Sect!

"Fourth Elder..." Witnessing the Fourth Elder's head shatter and his brains splattered all over the ground, the Second Elder suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, filled with grief and indignation.

The other three elders struggled to their feet and then helped the second elder up.

The men's eyes were bloodshot, and they were panting heavily like old oxen, clearly suffering from serious injuries; otherwise, they wouldn't have been struggling to breathe.

The Seventh Elder's eyes were filled with resentment. He raised his hammer, pointed it at Demon-Slaying Douluo and Thousand-Pound Douluo, and roared, "Second Brother, let's fight them to the death!"

The Second Elder nodded and said coldly, "Disciples of the Haotian Sect, heed my command! We shall live and die with the Haotian Sect!"

"Wait, stop!" Just then, Tang Xiao suddenly stood up, standing outside the Demon-Slaying Dragon's blockade, and shouted.

"Sect Master?!" The Second Elder and the Seventh Elder were taken aback upon hearing this.

The most hot-tempered of the seven elders roared, "Sect Master, what do you mean? Didn't you see how many of our Clear Sky Sect disciples died? Didn't you see Fourth Brother die at the hands of that Martial Soul Elder?"

Tang Xiao sighed heavily, his tone bitter: "Seventh Uncle, it is precisely because our Haotian Sect has suffered heavy casualties that we are no longer able to fight."

"Great High Priest, I know you are observing this battlefield."

"Ultimately, this whole thing started because my brother Hao acted impulsively and killed the Pope."

"I, Tang Xiao, am willing to commit suicide in place of my brother to atone for our sins, only asking that the Grand Elder spare our Haotian Sect!"

"Now that the Clear Sky Sect has been severely weakened, after my death, there will be no more Title Douluos in the sect, and it will no longer pose a threat to the Spirit Hall. I beg you to show mercy for the sake of your past friendship with my grandfather."

"Sect Master, you..." The surviving elders had complex expressions, filled with grief.

The atmosphere was silent for a few seconds.

Qianjun and Jiangmo did not make a move. Since Tang Xiao had already summoned the Grand Elder, they naturally could not act on their own.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed, and a handsome man who looked to be in his thirties appeared on the battlefield.

The man had a dignified air about him, with long, flowing golden hair cascading down his back and deep, unfathomable golden eyes.

The person who arrived was none other than Qian Daoliu.

His gaze fell on Tang Xiao, and he said calmly, "It was not easy for Tang Chen to establish the Haotian Sect. I had no intention of killing them all and committing unnecessary bloodshed."

"As Tang Chen's grandson, you do have some sense of responsibility. Since you are willing to die in place of your brother, I can grant your wish."

"grandfather……"

Just then, a childish voice suddenly rang out, and a six-year-old child burst in.

The child has delicate features, with gray-white tousled hair and a pair of beautiful purple-gold eyes.

Behind him followed a beautiful woman with long purple hair.

The woman possessed fair, near-perfect skin and impeccable features, her beauty as serene and exquisite as snow-covered flowering trees.

The newcomers were none other than Qian Renchen and Bibi Dong.

Qian Daoliu frowned slightly and asked, "Xiao Chen, what brings you here?" Before he finished speaking, he was already on high alert, trying to avoid any remnants of the Haotian Sect taking revenge after hearing that Qian Renchen was their grandson.

Just as he had expected, Tang Xiao and the four elders were taken aback when they heard that the boy was actually Qian Daoliu's grandson. Their first thought was to capture the boy and threaten Qian Daoliu.

But that's not realistic, since Sendoryu is right here.

If they take action, not only will they be unlikely to succeed, but they will also anger Qian Daoliu, causing the already precarious situation to collapse, and no one from the Haotian Sect will survive.

"I just came out of Haotian Fortress and captured Tang Wei's daughter. When I came out, I didn't expect everyone to be here, so I came over to take a look." Qian Renchen chuckled.

"You...you little thief, you've captured Yuehua?" Tang Xiao's eyes were bloodshot, he was panting heavily, and his soul power was boiling uncontrollably.

His father had recently entrusted him with protecting his sister. He had originally prepared to sacrifice himself to protect the sect and his sister for the greater good.

Unexpectedly, his younger sister became a prisoner of war in the blink of an eye, and the successive blows drove him to the brink of madness.

"You want to kill me?" Qian Renchen sneered, looking up to meet his angry eyes that seemed ready to devour him.

"I'll kill you, you brat!" Tang Xiao roared in fury, wielding the Haotian Hammer with both hands, lightning surging around him, and leaped up, rushing towards Qian Renchen like an arrow released from a bow.

"presumptuous!"

Qian Daoliu frowned slightly, raised his hand and pointed, shooting out a golden beam of light.

With a cry of "Ah!", Tang Xiao's figure flew backward.

A mouthful of blood splattered into the air before he fell to the ground, his chest gaping open and blood gushing out.

"This... cough cough, is this the power of a Limit Douluo?"

Tang Xiao's face was ashen, and he barely managed to kneel up, supporting himself with the Haotian Hammer. He covered his chest with one hand, feeling utterly hopeless.

"Whoosh—"

The remnants of the Haotian Sect were in an uproar. The four elders frowned, all shocked that their sect leader was so easily defeated.

For a moment, no one dared to make a move; a deathly silence reigned, like prisoners awaiting execution on an execution ground, a gloom of despair enveloping everyone.

Qian Renchen asked, "Grandpa, what were you talking about just now?"

After a moment of contemplation, Qian Daoliu recounted the negotiation he had just had with Tang Xiao.

He originally had no intention of killing them all, after all, the real killer was Bibi Dong.

He never expected things to develop to this point.

Qian Daoliu sighed, "Hearing that you kidnapped his sister, Tang Chen's grandson probably has no intention of negotiating anymore."

"It depends on his choice. If he still wants to negotiate, I can give him another chance."