Douluo Continent: Reversing Yin and Yang, the Haotian Palace and the Angel Sect

Qian Daoliu didn't even use his soul skills. He transformed into a golden rainbow that pierced through the heavens and the earth. The giant sword in his hand, formed from light, descended from the sky with earth-shattering power and shattered all of Huan Die's defensive light shields with a single strike!

Under the coordinated attack of the father and son, and the two powerful figures, this 100,000-year-old soul beast, skilled in mental control but physically fragile, had no power to fight back. In just a few breaths, with a desperate cry, the huge body of the Holy White Nine Luminaries Illusion Butterfly was completely reduced to ashes in the holy flames.

A crimson, blood-red 100,000-year soul ring slowly rose, and in the ashes lay a crystal-clear soul bone that emitted a soft white light and resembled a butterfly wing—a 100,000-year head soul bone!

Qian Xunji stepped forward without any hesitation and put the soul bone into his storage ring. As for the 100,000-year soul ring, neither he nor his son lacked it, so they could only let it dissipate over time.

The main hall finally returned to calm.

Qian Daoliu let out a long sigh of relief, and the golden light around him slowly receded. He looked at his son, who was still covered in blood, and a trace of guilt and complexity flashed in his eyes.

"Ji'er, you've suffered so much." Qian Daoliu stepped down from the throne, his voice somewhat hoarse.

"It's just a minor injury, nothing serious." Qian Xunji waved his hand casually.

"But Father, how did you get ambushed by this thing and end up trapped here as the King of Healing for so many years?"

Qian Daoliu sighed, his gaze fixed on the angel statue deep within the temple, a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes: "Back then, when I was pursuing the inheritance of the gods, I discovered that there was actually a secret realm of inheritance of the Angel God King hidden beneath this Healing City. I explored it deeply, thinking that I was about to reach the realm of gods, but I never expected that this 100,000-year-old Holy White Nine-Radiant Illusionary Butterfly would be dwelling on that inheritance altar."

"When I was undergoing the divine test and my mental strength was at its weakest, it took advantage of my vulnerability. It used the formation of the Healing City to trap me in an illusion filled with false peace and absolute benevolence. If you hadn't forcibly stimulated my consciousness today with the bond of blood, I'm afraid I would have spent the rest of my life on this throne."

Qian Xunji nodded, then his expression turned serious, and he recounted in detail what had happened in the past few years, including A Dong's identity as a 100,000-year-old soul beast, her sacrifice to save him, Tang Hao leading the Haotian Palace in pursuit, Tang Chen's intervention, and finally, the Angel Sect's expulsion and complete abandonment of him in order to protect themselves.

Of course, he kept the fact that Qian San was a genius with twin martial souls who had a cheat code to his heart for the time being, and only said that he had risked his life to protect his own flesh and blood.

"Bang!"

The marble table next to Qian Daoliu instantly turned into dust.

The Limit Douluo's beard and hair stood on end, and an extremely violent rage surged within the temple, causing the entire Healing Capital to tremble under this oppressive aura.

"Haotian Palace! Tang Chen! This is outrageous!" Qian Daoliu laughed in fury, his eyes blazing with murderous intent.

"And those spineless, opportunistic elders of the Angelic Sect! I've only been missing for a few years, and they dare to kick you out? Fine! Very well! I'll go back to the mountain right now, slaughter all those traitorous good-for-nothings, and then personally go to the Haotian Palace to settle accounts with that old bastard Tang Chen!"

"Father, wait!"

Qian Xunji grabbed Qian Daoliu, who was on the verge of going berserk, and a meaningful sneer appeared on his lips. He actually wanted to use Haotian Palace as a whetstone for his son. With him and Qian Daoliu backing him up, there wouldn't be much of a problem. The most important thing was that it seemed that the roles in this world had just been reversed, but the plot hadn't changed much.

"Going back now would be pointless except for killing a few people to vent our anger. The Angel Sect has already closed its mountain, the Haotian Palace is at the height of its power, and that Bibi Yin has seized power again. The current situation is very complicated."

Qian Xunji looked at Qian Daoliu, his tone revealing a calm and composed confidence: "I will make those elders who abandoned me beg me to come back sooner or later. I will deal with Tang Chen sooner or later. However, we need to change our approach to this game."

"You have a plan?" Qian Daoliu frowned slightly, looking at his son who seemed countless times more composed and cunning than he had been six years ago.

"Of course, I have my own plans." Qian Xunji patted his chest. "Father, now that you are out of danger, don't go back to the sect, and don't show your face on the continent."

"Then where should I go?"

Qian Xunji leaned closer, looking at Qian Daoliu with a half-smile: "Go to Shura Island and find Poseidon."

Qian Daoliu's old face instantly turned bright red. He coughed awkwardly twice, his eyes darting around: "You... what nonsense are you talking about! Why would I want to see her!"

"Oh dear, what time is it? Stop putting on airs. You've been trapped for so many years, don't you want to see your old flame?" Qian Xunji mercilessly exposed his shortcomings.

"Besides, if you go to Shura Island, you can avoid the eyes and ears on the mainland and secretly recover your strength;

Secondly, in a crucial moment, the forces from Shura Island might just become our secret weapon to turn the tide. Listen to me, go!

There is no Seagod Island in this world, only Shura Island. Legend has it that when a Shura becomes a god, he must prove his path by committing countless killings. Unable to bear slaughtering the people of the land, he could only wield his butcher's knife in the abyss of the ocean. In that battle, he wreaked havoc in the sea, and the blood-red waters did not recede for months. Nearly half of all marine life on the continent perished in this massacre. Shura Island is a battlefield built from the bones of half of these sea beasts.

Qian Daoliu remained silent for a long time. Looking at Qian Xunji's firm yet calculating eyes, he suddenly realized that his son had truly grown up and had become a powerful figure capable of stirring up the winds and clouds of the continent.

"Okay, I'll do as you say."

Qian Daoliu sighed, then flipped his right hand, and a magnificent longsword, its entire body burning with holy golden flames and engraved with countless intricate divine runes, appeared out of thin air in his hand.

The moment this aura appeared, even the six-winged angel martial soul within Qian Xunji's body couldn't help but emit a resonant tremor.

"This is the only thing I brought out of that secret realm of inheritance." Qian Daoliu solemnly handed the longsword to Qian Xunji.

"The Angel God King's ultimate artifact - Angel's Oath".

A glint of light flashed in Qian Xunji's eyes as he reached out and took the heavy, divine artifact.

"This is for your self-defense. I'm sorry you've had to go through all this trouble these past few years, child." Qian Daoliu patted Qian Xunji's shoulder, his tone full of guilt.

"Take good care of your grandson. I will come back when the time is right."

Having said that, Qian Daoliu did not linger any longer. He transformed into a golden light and sped off towards the sea.

Inside the empty temple, only Qian Xunji remained.

He looked down at the Angel's Oath in his hand, which radiated endless divine power, and the faces of Tang Hao, Tang Chen, Bibi Yin, and the elders of the Angel Sect appeared in his mind.

He slowly raised his longsword, feeling the surging power within him. In this absurd world where yin and yang were reversed, an unprecedented ambition burned fiercely in his chest.

"Hehehehehe..."