Outside the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, the cries of battle shook the heavens.
The setting sun was as red as blood, staining the entire palace square a shocking scarlet.
"Young mistress! We have to retreat!"
Snake Lance Douluo She Long was drenched in blood, fresh crimson dripping from the Azure-Purple Snake Spear in his hand.
Panting like an ox, he grabbed Qian Renxue's battle robe. "That treacherous Tang San has already laid a net across Heaven Dou City!"
"Dugu Bo, Yang Wudi, and those people from Shrek, not to mention the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect reinforcements outside the palace."
"Young mistress, our plan to peacefully seize control of the Heaven Dou Empire has completely failed."
"If we don't leave now, it'll be too late!"
The other of Qian Renxue's two great generals, Porcupinefish Douluo Ci Xue, was also kneeling on one knee.
Multiple wounds on his body were bleeding as well.
He gritted his teeth. "As long as the green hills remain, there'll be no shortage of firewood!"
"As long as you make it safely back to Spirit Hall, young mistress, no one will be able to do anything to you!"
"The Grand Elder will help you!"
Retreat?
At the word, a bitter smile surfaced on Qian Renxue's peerlessly beautiful face.
She couldn't accept this.
Twenty years of undercover work, brought to ruin in a single stroke!
She had posed as the Heaven Dou Crown Prince and painstakingly worked to seize the Heaven Dou Empire, only for it all to vanish overnight!
And the one responsible for everything was Tang San!
"Tang San..."
Qian Renxue bit her lower lip, crimson blood spilling from its corner. "You deserve to die!"
Deep in her eyes, an ocean of venomous hatred surged.
She hated Tang San for ruining her plans time and time again!
She hated fate for treating her unfairly!
And most of all, she hated that she was too weak to do anything!
On the battlefield, her strength as a level 72 Soul Sage was nowhere near enough to turn the tide, let alone defy the heavens.
She couldn't even defeat Tang San, who was only over level 60.
Just as her defenses crumbled completely and her mind teetered on the brink of collapse—
"Heh heh heh!"
A cold, eerie chuckle, as if rising from the depths of the Nine Netherworlds, sounded in her mind.
The voice asked, "Qian Renxue, are you unwilling to accept this?"
Qian Renxue's delicate body shuddered.
Everything before her vanished. She found herself standing in a boundless darkness.
She immediately shouted, "Who's there? Who's playing tricks on me?"
She thought it was someone's Soul Skill.
But it didn't seem to be.
"Do you want revenge?"
"Do you want to skin Tang San alive and tear his bones from his body?"
"Do you want the entire Heaven Dou Royal Family to be buried with you?"
The voice sounded exactly like hers, and it carried a chilling power of temptation.
It was like the embodiment of the darkest desires in her heart.
"I'd gladly devour Tang San alive!"
Qian Renxue's eyes blazed crimson as she roared like a madwoman.
When she had known Tang Yin, she had indeed felt curiosity and other things toward him.
But his true identity was Tang San, and Tang San had shattered every one of her plans.
That curious affection had turned in an instant into a deeper resentment.
"Y-you... who are you, exactly?!"
"Heh heh."
The voice in her mind chuckled, speaking with amusement and madness. "Me? I'm you, Qian Renxue!"
"!!!"
Qian Renxue's eyes flew wide.
Deep within her Sea of Spirit, which blazed with golden light and sacred radiance—
"Riiip!"
A boundless, blood-red purgatory split open out of nowhere in the center of her pure golden Sea of Consciousness!
A surging tide of baleful energy boiled and churned, rapidly eroding and devouring the sacred golden radiance.
At the heart of the blood-red purgatory,
A slender young man with cascading red hair sat upon a throne forged from heaps of white bones and the remains of gods and demons.
He wore a blood-red robe, and his face bore a striking resemblance to Qian Renxue's.
Yet he exuded an utterly eerie, wicked charm and domineering presence.
At that moment,
The red-haired, red-eyed man's lips curled into a playful smile.
The instant Qian Renxue's mind completely gave way and she agreed to let him take revenge—
[ Ding! Detected intense emotional fluctuation in the host, Qian Renxue. With the host's consent, you will take over Qian Renxue's body as her Demon King Guard. Duration: 24 hours! ] [ Ding! Qian Renxue's Demon King Guard template has been generated for you! ] A cold, mechanical system notification rang out in his mind on cue: [Name: Qian Sha Yu] [Soul Power: Level 91] [Martial Soul: Slaughter Angel] [Soul Bone: Ten-Thousand-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 completing your duties as the Demon King Guard! ]
Looking at the panel floating before him, Qian Sha Yu slowly rose from the Blood-Colored Throne.
"Ha ha ha! Twenty years!"
His wild, unrestrained laughter shook the entire Sea of Spirit.
"I can finally get out!"
His eyes glinted with extreme excitement and bloodthirsty cruelty.
As a transmigrator, he had arrived on Douluo Continent twenty years ago.
And he had been bound directly to Qian Renxue's soul.
He had also awakened the heaven-defying "Demon King Guardian System."
A Demon King Guard took over the host's body when they faced mortal danger or an emotional breakdown, sweeping away every powerful enemy.
But who was his host?
Qian Renxue!
The young mistress of Spirit Hall, the faction with the greatest backing on Douluo Continent.
A genius born with Innate Full Soul Power of level twenty, bearing the Six-Winged Angel Divine-Level Martial Soul.
A heaven-favored child, blessed with countless halos, whose path had been smooth all the way.
In these twenty years, Qian Renxue had faced some setbacks.
But she had never encountered a true life-or-death crisis, nor had she ever experienced intense emotional turmoil.
As a result, this so-called "Demon King Guard" had lain dormant for twenty years.
He had been cooped up in Qian Renxue's Sea of Spirit so long that he was practically growing mold.
"Staying in here every day—I'm sick of it."
Qian Sha Yu licked his lips, his body erupting with a terrifying killing intent that made it hard to breathe.
He snarled, "That brat Tang San backed this girl into a corner. It couldn't suit me better."
"Today, I'm going to use this body to kill until heaven and earth grow dim. I'm going to kill to my heart's content!"
"From this moment on—"
"I am Qian Renxue's Second Personality, the very embodiment of the Slaughter Angel!"
Outside, on the palace square.
Qian Renxue, whose eyes had been vacant and who was on the verge of collapse, suddenly shuddered violently.
"Boom!!!"
An unprecedented, terrifying pressure erupted from her in geometric progression.
"Young mistress?"
Snake Lance Douluo and Porcupinefish Douluo, who had been about to carry Qian Renxue away by force, turned pale.
The sudden blast of air sent them both flying dozens of meters backward.
They stared at her in shock.
Qian Renxue's brilliant golden hair—
Now changed to an eerie blood-red before their very eyes!
The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul behind her let out a shrill cry of anguish.
Blood-red demonic patterns spread across the surface of its pure golden wings, covering them densely.
Its sacred aura vanished without a trace.
An overwhelming sea of blood and a terrifying killing intent, like a Corpse Mountain Blood Sea, took its place.
"Boom!"
The pressure of a level 91 Titled Douluo shot skyward from Qian Renxue!
"How is that possible?"
Tang San's expression changed drastically in the distance. "This aura... it's a Titled Douluo!"
Dugu Bo and Yang Wudi's pupils contracted. A chill shot from the soles of their feet straight to their scalps.
Qian Renxue slowly lifted her head.
Her clear, dignified golden eyes had turned an eerie scarlet.
Her lips curled into a cruel, bloodthirsty smile so bewitching it could turn the world upside down.
"What are you all shouting about?"
"A bunch of ants think they can make me surrender?"
Her cold voice spilled from her red lips.
"Slaughter Angel True Body, appear!"
The surging Blood Qi became a tangible storm, and the blood-red Slaughter Angel Martial Soul Avatar appeared!
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