I, Qian Renxue's Demon King Guard, the Slaughter Angel Descends

The sounds of battle shook the heavens outside the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.

The setting sun was like blood, staining the entire palace square a shocking, vivid crimson.

"Young Master! Retreat!"

Snake Spear Douluo She Long was covered in blood, fresh red droplets dripping from the Azure-Purple Snake Spear in his hand.

He gasped for air like an ox, grabbing Qian Renxue's battle robe. "That treacherous villain Tang San has already set a dragnet across Heaven Dou City!"

"Dugu Bo, Yang Wudi, plus that bunch from Shrek, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect reinforcements outside the palace."

"Young Master, our plan to seize the Heaven Dou Empire peacefully has failed completely."

"If we don't leave now, it will be too late!"

The other of Qian Renxue's two great generals, Porcupinefish Douluo Ci Xue, was also kneeling on the ground.

He, too, had multiple bleeding wounds on his body.

Gritting his teeth, he said, "As long as the green hills remain, there's no need to worry about firewood!"

"As long as you, Young Master, retreat safely to Spirit Hall, no one can do anything to you!"

"The Grand Elder will help you!"

Retreat?

Hearing this word, a bitter smile appeared on Qian Renxue's beautiful face.

She couldn't help but feel unwilling.

Twenty years of infiltration, yet everything fell apart in a single day!

Her disguise as the Heaven Dou Crown Prince, her painstaking efforts to seize the Heaven Dou Empire, had all vanished into thin air overnight!

And the culprit behind all of this was Tang San!

"Tang San..."

Qian Renxue bit her lower lip, bright red blood spilling from the corner of her mouth. "You deserve to die!"

Deep within her eyes, monstrous malice and hatred erupted.

She hated Tang San for repeatedly ruining her plans!

She hated fate for its unfairness toward her!

And she hated herself even more for being too weak to do anything!

On the current battlefield, her strength as a level 72 Soul Sage was completely unable to determine the outcome, let alone defy the heavens.

She couldn't even defeat Tang San, who was only level 60-something.

Just as her mental defenses completely crumbled and her spirit neared collapse.

"Hehehe!"

A cold, eerie laugh, sounding as if it came from the abyss of the Nine Netherworlds.

The voice asked in her mind, "Qian Renxue, are you not reconciled?"

Qian Renxue's delicate body trembled violently.

She realized that everything before her had vanished, and she was now standing in total darkness.

She immediately demanded sharply, "Who? Who is playing tricks?"

She thought it was someone's soul skill.

But it didn't seem to be the case.

"Do you want revenge?"

"Do you want to skin Tang San and pull out his bones?"

"Do you want the entire Heaven Dou Royal Family to be buried with you?"

The voice sounded exactly like her own, possessing a chilling, seductive power.

It was as if it were the embodiment of her darkest inner desires.

"I wish I could swallow Tang San alive!"

Qian Renxue's eyes turned blood-red, and she roared like a madwoman.

When she first met Tang Yin, she had indeed felt curiosity and other emotions.

But his true identity was Tang San, and Tang San had shattered all her plans.

That curiosity instantly transformed into an even deeper resentment.

"You... who exactly are you?!"

"Hehe."

The voice in her mind chuckled, saying with mockery and madness, "Me? I am you, Qian Renxue!"

"!!!"

Qian Renxue's eyes widened in an instant.

Deep within the innermost reaches of her Sea of Spirit, a place that usually radiated brilliant, holy golden light.

"Rip!"

The center of her pure golden consciousness was torn open out of thin air, revealing a boundless, blood-red purgatory!

Monstrous, surging baleful energy boiled over, rapidly eroding and devouring the holy golden radiance.

At the center of this blood-colored purgatory,

perched upon a throne forged from piles of white bones and the remains of gods and demons, sat a young man with a slender build and a waterfall of red hair.

He wore a blood-red robe, and his features bore a seventy to eighty percent resemblance to Qian Renxue's.

Yet, they exuded an extreme, bewitching evil and dominance.

At this moment,

the red-haired, red-eyed man curled his lips into a playful arc.

The instant Qian Renxue's mind completely collapsed and she agreed to let him take revenge,

[Ding! Detected intense fluctuations in Qian Renxue's primary emotions. With the host's consent, you will take over Qian Renxue's body as the Demon King Guard. Duration: twenty-four hours!]

[Ding! Demon King Guard template for Qian Renxue has been generated for you!]

A cold, mechanical system prompt rang out in his mind right on cue:

[Name: Qian Sha Yu]
[Soul Power: Level 91]
[Martial Soul: Slaughter Angel]
[Soul Bone: 10,000-year Slaughter Angel Divine Set]
[Soul Rings: Black, Black, Black, Black, Black, Black, Black, Black, Black]
[Soul Skills: Blood Slaughter Slash, Silent Slaughter Sword Pressure, Blood Qi Barrier, Annihilating Angel Slash, Heavenly Punishment Demon Sword Burial, Angel's Blood Wail, Slaughter Angel True Body, Angelic Demon Sword of Judgment, Godslayer Blood Curse]

[Ding! More rewards will be granted upon fulfilling the duties of the Demon King Guard!]

Looking at the panel floating before him, Qian Sha Yu slowly stood up from the blood-red throne.

"Hahaha, twenty years!"

His laughter was arrogant and unbridled, shaking the entire Sea of Spirit with a violent roar.

"I can finally get out!"

Qian Sha Yu's eyes flashed with extreme excitement and a cruel, bloody hue.

As a transmigrator, he had arrived on the Douluo Continent twenty years ago.

He had been soul-bound to Qian Renxue from the start.

He had also awakened the heaven-defying "Demon King Guardian System."

The so-called Demon King Guard meant that when the host encountered a life-or-death crisis or an emotional breakdown, he would take over the host's body to sweep away all powerful enemies.

However, who was his host?

It was Qian Renxue!

The young mistress of Spirit Hall, who possessed the greatest background on the Douluo Continent.

A genius with innate full soul power of level twenty and the god-tier Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul.

Her journey had been smooth sailing, a child of heaven shrouded in countless halos.

Over these twenty years, Qian Renxue had faced setbacks.

But she had never encountered a true life-or-death crisis, nor had she experienced such intense emotional fluctuations.

This had caused his role as the "Demon King Guard" to remain dormant for twenty years.

He had been stifled in her Sea of Spirit for so long he was practically molding.

"Staying here every day, I was bored to the point of vomiting."

Qian Sha Yu licked his lips, his entire body erupting with suffocating, terrifying killing intent.

He snarled, "That brat Tang San drove this girl to a dead end; it's exactly what I wanted."

"Today, I'm going to use this body to kill until the sky turns dark, to kill to my heart's content!"

"From this moment on—"

"I am Qian Renxue's second personality, the synonym for the Slaughter Angel!"

Outside, on the palace plaza.

Qian Renxue, who had been listless and on the verge of collapse, suddenly shuddered violently.

"Boom!!!"

An unprecedented, terrifying pressure erupted from her center, expanding exponentially.

"Young Mistress?"

Snake Spear Douluo and Porcupinefish Douluo, who were just preparing to forcibly drag Qian Renxue away, had their expressions change drastically.

Both of them were sent flying backward for dozens of meters by the sudden surge of air.

They looked over with faces full of shock.

Qian Renxue's brilliant, dazzling golden hair was now turning into an eerie blood-red at a speed visible to the naked eye!

The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul behind her also let out a shrill, mournful cry.

The surface of the pure golden wings gradually became covered in dense, blood-colored demonic patterns.

The holy aura vanished completely.

It was replaced by an overwhelming sea of blood and a terrifying aura of slaughter, like a mountain of corpses.

"Boom!"

The pressure of a level ninety-one Titled Douluo erupted from Qian Renxue's body, soaring into the sky!

"How is this possible?"

In the distance, Tang San's expression changed drastically, and he blurted out in shock, "This aura... it's a Titled Douluo!"

Dugu Bo and Yang Wudi also had their pupils shrink, feeling a chill shoot straight from the soles of their feet to the tops of their heads.

Qian Renxue slowly raised her head.

Her clear, majestic golden eyes had now turned into an eerie, scarlet red.

The corners of her mouth curled into a cruel, bloodthirsty, and mesmerizing arc.

"What are you making so much noise for?"

"A bunch of ants, and you think you're worthy of making me admit defeat?"

A cold voice spilled from her red lips.

"Slaughter Angel True Body, manifest!"

The monstrous blood aura transformed into a tangible storm, and the blood-red Killing Angel Martial Soul True Body appeared!