Douluo Continent: Twin Angels, Heartless Rakshasa

Under the respectful gaze of the two Spirit Hall knights, Qian Daoliu and Qian Renchen entered the prison of Spirit City.

The prisoners held here are all powerful Soul Masters who, instead of escaping to the City of Slaughter, were captured by the Spirit Hall's enforcement team and ultimately imprisoned here.

Among the prisoners, there were also many evil spirit masters!

Upon entering, one is greeted by a guard's duty room. Further in is a long corridor with densely packed single and group cells lining both sides of the walls.

The first floor only holds ordinary criminals, while it is said that the second floor holds serious criminals, and the prisoners there are stronger than those on the first floor.

However, with Qian Renchen's current strength, he has enough criminals on the first floor.

Two prison guards accompanied Qian Daoliu and Qian Renchen on a tour of the prison. After walking for a while, Qian Renchen stopped in front of a group cell.

"Grandpa, let's stay here." He turned to look at Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu understood and raised his hand, saying, "Open the door, then leave the cell. No matter what noise you hear later, don't come over, understand?"

"Understood, sir. We'll open this cell now."

The two jailers were startled, nodded, and one of them used a key to open the cell door.

At the same time, more than twenty pairs of eyes in the cell all looked towards the doorway.

Once the two jailers were gone, Qian Daoliu took Qian Renchen's small hand and led her into the cell.

Upon entering, one is immediately greeted by a variety of nauseating odors: fishy smell, urine stench, and the smell of bodily fluids, all assaulting the nostrils.

Qian Renchen pinched his nose; the smell was unbearable. He couldn't imagine how these bastards could sleep here.

"Who are you?!" a prisoner shouted.

Qian Renchen ignored the criminal and turned to Qian Daoliu, "Grandpa, please suppress these twenty-odd people. I will kill them."

Qian Daoliu nodded, and released his soul power with precision.

The air around the twenty-six prisoners froze instantly. The heavy pressure slammed down, their bones cracking as they screamed and were crushed to the ground, unable to move.

Qian Renchen unleashed the Rakshasa Demon Sword, which, like a grim reaper, slowly walked towards the prisoners.

"Don't kill me, spare my life!"

"You monster, don't devour my soul!"

"Don't kill me, please, please..."

"ah--"

……

As a series of piercing screams ended, a nine-colored soul ring appeared around Qian Renchen's body.

But these nine colors are not pure, nor are they beautiful; they are extremely filthy and turbid, just like desire, making them difficult to look at directly!

The soul ring he condensed this time contains the emotion of desire, one of the seven emotions!

Qian Renchen licked his lips, narrowed his eyes, and felt the newly unlocked emotions, feeling more refreshed than ever before.

Of these twenty-six people, eight were Soul Masters at level 30 and eighteen were Great Soul Masters, collectively increasing the lifespan of this Soul Ring to 2460 years.

In this way, both of his soul rings were upgraded to two thousand years, so there was no need to rush to increase their age.

The familiar anomaly occurred again; the Rakshasa Demon Sword emitted a dazzling array of colorful light, accompanied by the sound of a sword's cry.

Qian Renchen's consciousness was pulled into a place. His gaze swept around and he found himself inside a house. Besides him, there was another person, one of the prisoners who had just died.

This time, the surrounding scenery was extremely clear.

Qian Renchen tried to touch the prisoner, but his hand suddenly became transparent and passed straight through the prisoner's body, as if to tell him that he was just an observer.

The prisoner tossed a bag of gold soul coins into the air, and at his feet lay the corpses of a couple and a baby girl, while flames raged all around.

It looked like a murder scene.

After killing the people, the man walked out of the house, his eyes bloodshot, laughing maniacally: "Hahaha, I've killed you all, so all this money is mine!"

Suddenly, the scene twisted in a spiral, the previous images disappeared, and a new scene appeared before your eyes.

In the small town under the cover of night, in a corner, a man roughly tears at a young girl's clothes, intending to commit an indecent act.

The girl cried her heart out and resisted fiercely, but the man slapped her on the back of the neck and she instantly fainted.

The man spat on her delicate skin. "Pah! You dare resist? I'll kill you in a minute!"

This man was also one of the prisoners he killed.

It is evident that this space of profound perception is intended to allow Qian Renchen to directly experience their naked desires.

The scene of the small town twisted and deformed in a spiral shape once again, gradually disappearing from Qian Renchen's sight.

What appears before us is a completely new scene.

This is a magnificent hall, furnished in a simplified version of the Papal Palace style.

A man dressed in the uniform of a low-level deacon of the Spirit Hall hurried upstairs carrying a bowl of medicine, as if someone was sick.

Just then, another Spirit Hall deacon followed behind. This deacon's face clearly showed that he was also one of the prisoners he had killed!

A sinister smile crept across his lips. "Didn't expect that, did you? I switched the medicine in your bowl a long time ago. Once you feed the branch hall master that poisoned medicine, he will die instantly."

"And you will become a murderer, a name you can never clear. With my level 34 soul power, the position of head of the Martial Soul Branch Hall is mine alone!"

The scene shifted and distorted again, then changed several more times, until he finally understood something, at which point the scene shattered like a mirror.

Qian Renchen tumbled back to reality, his mind experiencing a sense of weightlessness, and he instinctively took two steps back.

At the same time, the Rakshasa Demon Sword he was holding also resonated with him.

The first and second rings of his spirit circled around him.

The turbid nine-colored soul ring within it emitted a dark and murky nine-colored halo.

Experiencing scene after scene and witnessing the filthy desires of these people, he comprehended three soul skills at once!

They correspond to greed, lust, and the desire for power, respectively, symbolizing ambition and decadence!

Taking an Inch and a Mile: A functional soul skill that allows you to absorb a soul ring produced by a soul beast and continue to fuse with soul rings from the same species, continuously increasing the age limit.

The effect can be shared with others. If a loyalist has accumulated the Soul Ring Age, they will become a die-hard loyalist in the process!

**Burning Passion:** When activated, this Soul Skill imbues the sword energy with "evil fire," arousing lust and wicked thoughts, causing the target unbearable pain. **Passive:** Enhances attractiveness to the opposite sex.

Life and death in control: Seal two of the target's soul skills, or usurp one of the target's soul skills, while also plundering 15% of the target's soul power.

This is far more bizarre than the Soul Skill of the Wrathful Ring, and this is only a thousand-year Soul Ring. As the age increases in the future, the Soul Skill will become even stronger... Qian Renchen's thoughts wandered, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Grandpa, let's go. I've already mastered a soul skill."

Qian Daoliu's face showed surprise, and he said in a deep voice, "You've comprehended a soul skill? So quickly?"

"Grandpa, how much time has passed?"

Qian Renchen's face stiffened.