Outrageous! I threw a hundred or so overpowered characters into Douluo Continent.

Spirit world.

Amidst the vast sea of ​​clouds and the descent of celestial light, in this eternally peaceful scene, only at the Divine Staircase that guides those descending to the mortal realm for ascension, a blinding white light suddenly erupted.

For the gods of the divine realm, this phenomenon was all too familiar—another cultivator from the lower realm had broken through the hundred-level divine barrier, ascended to godhood, and successfully ascended to immortality.

However, this light of ascension, which was supposed to last for half a moment to solidify the new god's divine status, suddenly vanished after only a brief flash.

Such an extraordinary phenomenon has never occurred in the realm of gods for ten thousand years. Whenever it happens, there is only one possibility: something terrible has happened during this ascension.

The moment the white light dissipated, before Qian Chongguang's toes could even firmly touch the white jade platform of the Divine Ascension Staircase, a crimson tidal wave carrying endless bloodlust slammed towards him! Before he could react, an arm covered in Asura demonic patterns gripped his neck like an iron clamp forged from millennia-old black iron.

The force was so domineering it was almost overwhelming, leaving no room for resistance whatsoever. It was also tightening, as if it was about to crush his neck bones in the next second, yet it precisely left him with his last breath, preventing him from even fainting.

The one who made the move was none other than the Asura God, one of the five great god-kings and enforcers of the divine realm.

Those blood-red vertical pupils, stained with the carnage of countless worlds, surged with a chilling intent capable of freezing the very soul, tightly locking the Thousandfold Light in their palms.

"Is it fun?"

The Asura God's voice was like a millstone from the deepest hell, each word carrying a murderous intent to crush even the most divine soul: "Time and again you have shattered my plans and destroyed the script I have meticulously crafted. You ant, you are truly courting death!"

He truly hated Qian Chongguang. He never expected that the Angel Clan of Douluo Continent would harbor such an old monster who had lived for countless years, step by step, completely disrupting his plan that he had been scheming for tens of thousands of years.

Qian Chongguang's face turned purple from being choked, and he struggled painfully all over, looking extremely disheveled, but there was not a trace of fear in his eyes.

That's right, he's a time traveler.

A transmigrator who transmigrated several years earlier than the original story, becoming a direct descendant of the Spirit Hall's Angel Clan, and in terms of seniority, the great-grandfather of Qian Daoliu.

Initially, he planned to use his foresight and intellect to seize all the opportunities in the Douluo Continent and push the Spirit Hall to an unprecedented peak. However, an unexpected event shattered his illusions.

There was no other reason than that, just as he infiltrated the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, intending to claim this treasure land for himself, a mysterious force without warning blasted him directly out of the well's range. He was instantly severely injured in spirit and soul, on the verge of death, and was almost torn to pieces by the surrounding soul beasts.

From that moment on, Qian Chongguang knew that all of this was paving the way for Tang San.

Why did the shameless Asura God revive Tang San, whose defeat was already inevitable, at the end of the first battle?

Many readers of Daniel Wu and Angela Yifei believe that Tang San is the grandson of the God of Asura.

After escaping death at the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, Qian Chongguang became even more certain that Tang San was indeed the grandson of the God of Asura.

Think about it, why has no one been able to discover the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire for tens of thousands of years? This world has never lacked Soul Masters traveling across the continent, but only Dugu Bo discovered it in the end, yet he didn't know how to understand the rare medicinal herbs that covered the mountains and fields.

In addition, there are too many incorrect pieces of information in my memory.

For example, Chen Jianjun, the father of the contemporary Sword Douluo Chen Xin, didn't even know about Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu, who were of the same generation as him. Could it be that the Seven Killers family is a hermit family in some remote mountain village?

Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang went to Seagod Island, and Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu only learned of Poseidon's existence later. Bibi Dong had not yet appeared in the Spirit Hall, but Tang Chen was already mentally unstable in the City of Slaughter.

All these illogical flaws can only be explained by one thing—someone tampered with their memories.

The God-King's thoughts are all-encompassing, and he controls almost everything and everyone in the plane, able to modify the memories of mortals at will.

Only the supreme God-King could accomplish this.

It can be said that in the eyes of God, almost all living things have nowhere to hide.

It can only be avoided under special circumstances such as in the Land of Divine Trial or possessing a divine artifact.

Therefore, he chose to fake his death and lie low, no longer revealing himself, and secretly plotting.

For the Douluo Continent, it was simply the unfortunate passing of a genius.

It's like a pebble thrown into the ocean; it won't make much of a splash.

Of course, Qianzhongguang still had confidence in himself, engaging in a complex and subtle game of wits with the Asura God in the darkness that was imperceptible under the lamplight.

The Evil Sword Immortal once said: The most important thing for a person is to have courage and confidence. Even if you have nothing, you can still suppress your opponent and control everything.

Abstaining means giving up a right, giving up the right to win.

To win, you don't necessarily need strength and capital. The most important thing is to have confidence and courage. Giving up will definitely lead to defeat, while trying still gives you a 50% chance.

So he won't give up!

Without relying on the immortal items of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eyes, he still cultivated to the ninety-ninth level, only a step away from the hundredth level.

The kind that can break through at any time.

With his talent, Qian Chongguang knew that even if he broke through, he would not reach the level of God King, and at most he would be a Level One God.

Therefore, he cultivated other methods, including but not limited to physical, spiritual, and mental techniques.

Besides cultivation, he did more than just cultivate. In the east of Douluo Continent, where no one paid attention, he overthrew a duchy, destroyed several surrounding small countries, and established a dynasty called the Flame Will Dynasty.

Like the other four kingdoms, they are nominally under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Dou Empire, but in reality, these five countries have long been states within a state. Apart from necessary tributes, they are completely autonomous in terms of military, political, and financial power. If it weren't for the Heavenly Dou royal family controlling a large army, internal strife might have already broken out.

However, this only applies to the other four kingdoms.

The Heavenly Dou Empire was already grateful that the Flame Will Dynasty didn't even offer tribute in the name of "rewards," let alone demand it.

Although he was not present, there was still a puppet on the surface, and the two titled Douluo were not to be underestimated.

The Heaven Dou Empire's royal family, lacking any titled Douluo, could only swallow their anger and turn a blind eye to the situation.

Even having the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, one of the three upper sects, as a backer—a sect that relies on outsiders for combat power—was useless.

In addition, they also established an independent intelligence agency called the Bad People, whose foundation was in no way inferior to the three upper sects.

The Spirit Hall originally wanted to promote the Bad People to the fourth sect, but failed.

Do you really expect a secret intelligence agency to appear openly and legitimately in the public eye?

And also, including things at home.

Under his protection, Bibi Dong did not have much interaction with Qian Xunji. Under his proper guidance, she did not become a saintess trapped by love and hatred, but instead became an elder in charge of criminal law at the Spirit Hall, completely avoiding the ending of madness and death in the original work.

Yu Xiaogang had no chance to seduce the Holy Maiden and instead turned the theories of his predecessors into his own ten core theories.

It was precisely because of this that Chizuru was completely targeted.

Originally, the God of Asura had bewitched Qian Xunji into creating two gods with a single shot. For a direct descendant of a six-winged angel, possessing a god-level six-winged angel martial soul and innate soul power close to level 20, yet only breaking through to the Title Douluo level at the age of fifty, this was an unparalleled honor for a believer.

Otherwise, with his limited talent, he would have a hard time even becoming an angel priest, so how could anyone not agree to it?

I would gladly give my life, Your Majesty.

Until the exciting plot of the Asura God was ruined by Qian Chongguang, fearing that his mortal enemy, the Destruction God King, would find out, he dared not continue to interfere so obviously with the development of the continent. He could only take action to force Qian Chongguang to break through the level 100 and force him to ascend. He wanted to personally crush this troublemaker and pull the deviated plot back onto the track he wanted.

The plot just happened to be unfolding with the birth of the protector Tang Hao and his own grandson. If he didn't step in to rescue them, his own grandson would be doomed.

At this moment, facing the Asura God's overwhelming killing intent and questioning.

With his neck being gripped, Qian Chongguang didn't beg for mercy at all. Instead, he curled his lips into a mocking smile and said, word by word, "My money is all gone."

The Asura God frowned, his blood-red pupils filled with incomprehension and hostility: "What nonsense are you spouting?"

Qian Chongguang met his murderous gaze, her voice hoarse and suffocating, but without the slightest sign of weakness: "Do you think that someone who dared to tear up your script wouldn't have prepared a backup plan for today?"

"You, an ant?"