Qian Daoliu: The Sternest Father of Evil Soul Masters

"Ultimate Skill—Ring Detonation!" "Ultimate Skill—Great Sumeru Hammer!"

"Ninth Spirit Skill—Sea God's Descent!" "Ninth Spirit Skill—Sea God's Imprisonment!"

"Ninth Spirit Skill—Angel's Descent!" "Ninth Spirit Skill—Angel's Breath!"

A second ago, Qian Daoliu, who had only recently broken through to become a Peerless Douluo, was locked in a fierce battle with Tang Chen of the Clear Sky Sect and Bo Saixi of Sea God Island, both of whom possessed the same level of cultivation.

As the three Peerless Douluos simultaneously unleashed their strongest spirit skills, the moment the six terrifying techniques collided, "Rumble!"

A flash of holy light streaked across the sky, and the three Peerless Douluos vanished from the spot.

The next second, Qian Daoliu awoke from his unconscious state. Feeling the sensation of falling, a sense of crisis immediately gripped his heart.

Forcing himself to draw upon his exhausted spirit power, Qian Daoliu unfurled six pure, holy angel wings from his back, the golden light tearing through the void.

He flapped his wings violently, whipping up a gale that forcibly halted his descent, allowing him to stabilize his form several zhang above the ground.

As his wings swept through the air, his posture remained as upright as a god, carving a perfect arc through the sky. Wherever that arc passed, wails of agony erupted from the ground below. "Ah! It's the holy aura!"

The holy aura swept across the heavens and the earth, causing all evil and filth to crumble and all pain to dissipate wherever it touched.

The masses on the ground knelt one after another, kowtowing in piety and crying out in praise:

"The power of the divine! It is the Angel God descending!"

"The Angel has shown mercy; my chronic illnesses and hidden injuries have all been healed!"

"Blessings of the Angel! Praise the supreme Angel God!"

"Welcome the Angel God to the world to redeem all living beings!"

Amidst the sky-filling holy light, the multitudes prostrated themselves, their faces filled with endless awe and fanatical worship for the angel that Qian Daoliu had become.

Qian Daoliu circled through the air, initially gripped by lingering fear, but then he miraculously discovered that energy and specks of light from the ground were constantly converging toward him.

His previously parched and exhausted spirit power was now being replenished, and the bottleneck he had been unable to break through began to loosen.

Qian Daoliu felt his soul suddenly expand, like a butterfly breaking free from its cocoon. His spiritual power transformed into boundless holy light, granting him insight into the laws of heaven and earth, and all his past shackles vanished.

Vast, holy power surged from his soul, and golden light gathered behind him, silently forming the embryonic silhouette of a terrifying angel, its pressure sweeping across all directions.

At the same time, Qian Daoliu gazed into the distance, feeling as if something far away was summoning him.

But this feeling was quickly severed by an aura of slaughter. Qian Daoliu could sense that he had been locked onto by this killing intent. Just as he prepared to flee, a similarly terrifying aura of destruction blocked the killing intent on his behalf. Both the aura of slaughter and the aura of destruction vanished simultaneously, but his connection to the distance was completely severed. "Asura, you have overstepped your bounds!"

Qian Daoliu breathed a sigh of relief, gathered his thoughts, and began to examine his current state.

"The realm of a god?"

"The embryo of a godhood?"

Feeling his vast spiritual sea and the faint, shimmering divine embryo behind him, Qian Daoliu felt a flash of inspiration. He knew he had finally broken through the limits of a mortal and reached the realm of a god—or, more accurately, the quasi-god realm.

Because only his spiritual realm had broken through, his godhood had not yet fully condensed. Moreover, due to the suppression of the plane, his strength had only reached the limit of a Peerless Douluo.

After his strength increased, his spiritual consciousness instantly covered the entire area. He first discovered Tang Chen and Bo Saixi, who were still falling from the sky.

He then flashed to Bo Saixi's side, steadily catching the breathtakingly beautiful woman.

"Xixi, are you alright?"

Qian Daoliu caught Bo Saixi and softly checked her condition.

When Bo Saixi awoke, the first thing she saw was Qian Daoliu. Her eyes searched frantically for something, but then she felt the unfathomable and terrifying realm he now occupied.

Bo Saixi was instantly startled. "Qian Daoliu, you've broken through?"

Qian Daoliu neither nodded nor shook his head; he simply held Bo Saixi, watching silently as Tang Chen fell heavily to the ground not far away.

At the same time, Tang Chen woke up. Seeing Qian Daoliu save Bo Saixi but ignore him, he couldn't help but greet him.

"Qian Daoliu, screw you! You color-obsessed, friend-forgetting bastard!"

Qian Daoliu ignored Tang Chen entirely. Suspended in mid-air, he channeled a bit of spirit power into Bo Saixi to help her stabilize herself.

Afterward, he and Bo Saixi carefully surveyed the world before them. Qian Daoliu's spiritual power covered the entire region, and only then did he realize they were hovering above a massive city. Below him, a grand tournament was being held, and on the competition grounds, it was clearly written: "Sun Moon Empire: Continental Advanced Spirit Master Tournament." The venue was packed with people, numbering at least a million by a rough estimate.

At the same time, Qian Daoliu discovered countless evil auras in the city that filled him with disgust.

As his divine spirit sensed the energy and light specks continuously gathering toward him from the air, he finally understood why he had been able to turn a misfortune into a blessing and break through his realm.

"A Spirit Master tournament? Interesting. Does this mean I am still on the Douluo Continent?"

"The Sun Moon Empire? Since when did the Douluo Continent have such a nation?"

Feeling the familiar energy of heaven and earth and looking at the characters written on the field below, Qian Daoliu muttered to himself, somewhat uncertain.

"Qian Daoliu, where are we?" Bo Saixi, watching the divine, radiant Qian Daoliu, asked, her beautiful eyes darting about.

Unbeknownst to Bo Saixi herself, her previous indifference toward Qian Daoliu had transformed into worship and dependence.

"We should still be on the Douluo Continent, but this place is somewhat different from the one we know. We will have to investigate further to be sure."

"Xixi, I have some matters to attend to! Just stand aside and watch for now!"

Having said that, Qian Daoliu furrowed his brows, and his Six-Winged Angel martial soul erupted once more.

Qian Daoliu shouted aloud, "Seventh Soul Skill—Avatar of the Angel!"

"Angel Domain, activate!"

"Ninth Soul Skill—Breath of the Angel!"

With his strongest soul skills unleashed, Qian Daoliu began to circle the entire city at high speed.

The first to suffer on the ground below was one of the two teams currently engaged in the competition.

As Qian Daoliu approached that team, most of its members were incinerated into ash by the holy light, leaving only a young girl in black, who was wielding Blue Silver Grass, gritting her teeth to hold on.

However, her physical body had also begun to disintegrate.

By the time Qian Daoliu drew completely near, she dissolved entirely into ash, transforming into energy and light particles far purer and more vast than those of ordinary fallen ones, which then merged into Qian Daoliu's body. That team was completely wiped out.

"This fallen one carries such deep sins!" Qian Daoliu exclaimed, feeling the changes in his own soul power and divine position.

Not far from that team, a slender girl in black was trembling uncontrollably. Behind her, a Phoenix martial soul wreathed in black flames suddenly appeared, desperately resisting Qian Daoliu's holy aura to delay the collapse of her body.

"Saintess, are you alright?" someone beside the girl asked immediately. The girl waved her hand, desperate to flee the area.

Qian Daoliu would not let her go so easily; he unleashed the soul power of a Peerless Douluo, his Breath of the Angel blanketing the entire field.

All fallen ones below the Title Douluo rank were reduced to ash.

"Such evil fallen ones!"

Qian Daoliu had once again reaped a bountiful harvest!

"Sister Tang Ya!"

"Sister Ma Xiaotao!"

On the other side, a youth in a wheelchair screamed frantically at the girl in black: "You detestable Angel soul master, how dare you slaughter students of Shrek Academy so wantonly?"

Behind the youth in the wheelchair stood a beautiful girl, who was pushing him.

"Tang Ya! No!"

In the team behind the youth, a boy in a blue-and-gold-trimmed robe watched helplessly as the girl in black turned completely into ash, sobbing uncontrollably.

At the same time, a fierce glint flashed in the boy's eyes; he released his Radiant Sacred Dragon martial soul and lunged toward Qian Daoliu.

Regrettably, his attack could not even graze Qian Daoliu before his martial soul was shattered by the latter's formidable aura.

Qian Daoliu did not even glance at the boy.

He turned his gaze toward the youth in the wheelchair, noticing a strange light blooming from the center of the youth's forehead as he prepared to unleash a soul skill against him.

At that moment, within the youth's spiritual sea, voices were shouting at him incessantly: "Huo Yuhao, don't!"

"Huo Yuhao, don't!"

"That Angel soul master is not someone you can handle right now!"

As it turned out, the youth was none other than Huo Yuhao from the Peerless Tang Sect, the girl pushing the wheelchair was Wang Dong'er, the Tang Ya opposite them was indeed Tang Ya of the Tang Sect, the one Huo Yuhao called Sister Ma Xiaotao was Ma Xiaotao of the Shrek inner court, the blue-and-gold boy was Beibei of the Tang Sect, and the souls within the wheelchair-bound youth's spiritual sea were Tianmeng Iceworm, Snow Empress, Ice Empress, Electrolux, and others.

Yet, the youth in the wheelchair ignored all their voices, intent on putting Qian Daoliu to death.

Qian Daoliu saw a strange light bloom from the center of the youth's forehead, followed by the appearance of an eye-shaped martial soul.

Having reached the divine realm in his spiritual cultivation, Qian Daoliu did not tolerate the provocation; he instantly countered Huo Yuhao with his god-level spiritual power.

"Kid, you aren't so clean inside either!" Qian Daoliu was quite curious, as he had clearly detected a trace of deathly aura within the youth's spiritual sea, yet the boy before him remained unpurified by his Breath of the Angel.