The Only Invincible Man Alive Is Qian Daoliu!

The last spark of resistance within Heaven Dou City had been completely extinguished.

Deep within the imperial palace, an air of grim slaughter hung heavy.

The dark-red stench of blood lingered in the cold Golden Throne Hall.

Qian Renxue sat upright upon the supreme dragon-headed throne.

Her slender fingers gently brushed over the mountain of military and political reports piled atop the desk.

The key routes at all four city gates were guarded by Spirit Hall's elite forces.

Every surviving civil and military official and noble in the city trembled under the threat of death.

No one dared raise the slightest objection.

This great upheaval in Heaven Dou had come to a complete end through the bloodiest and most brutal means.

Qian Renxue rubbed her slightly aching temples.

She let out a long breath of stale air.

The situation had completely stabilized.

Her thoughts began drifting farther afield.

"Should I immediately send word by carrier pigeon, or personally return to Spirit City?"

Qian Renxue silently calculated in her heart.

"I've already carved out the Heaven Dou Empire's piece of the cake for Spirit Hall."

"As long as I report this victory to Grandfather."

"Then have Grandfather send the Consecration Hall's forces to formally take over Heaven Dou City."

"Once one of the two great empires falls, Spirit Hall can rightfully begin its grand undertaking of unifying the continent."

"HAHAHA!"

Yet a burst of unrestrained laughter suddenly echoed from the depths of her mind.

"Unify the continent? You really dare to say that, Qian Renxue."

Dark-red baleful aura churned within the blood-colored Sea of Spirit.

Qian Sha Yu sat cross-legged atop the waves of blood, his eyes filled with cold mockery.

"What use is there in returning to Spirit City to find that fool of a grandfather of yours?"

"A level ninety-nine Peerless Douluo, and conquering Douluo Continent is as slow as a turtle pulling a cart!"

"You're just as stupid. You've got a nuclear-weapon-level force, the strongest in the world, yet you insisted on enduring and infiltrating for twenty years."

"The two of you, grandfather and granddaughter, are begging with golden bowls in your hands."

Those words were like a resounding slap across her face.

Qian Renxue's expression changed.

A trace of anger rose in her golden eyes.

"Qian Sha Yu, you can insult me, but I won't allow you to insult my grandfather like that!"

Qian Renxue replied coldly, "You don't understand anything at all."

"Grandfather is one of the only three Peerless Douluos left in the world. His strength has long surpassed the limits of the mundane world."

"But Grandfather personally warned me back then."

"The power of a level ninety-nine Peerless Douluo is too terrifying. A single misstep could completely shatter the balance of the entire continent."

"Unless Spirit Hall faces a crisis of utter destruction, he absolutely cannot casually interfere in mundane conflicts."

As she said this, pride appeared on Qian Renxue's face.

Her grandfather was a Peerless Douluo, and she took pride in that as well.

But Qian Renxue suddenly changed her tone and said gravely, "Still, Grandfather isn't invincible."

"There isn't only one Peerless Douluo on the continent—there's also Tang Chen of the Clear Sky Sect and Bo Saixi of Sea God Island."

Her grandfather, Qian Daoliu, had personally told her about those two.

When she had learned that there were two other Peerless Douluos on the continent whose strength was not far from her grandfather's, her young self had been deeply shocked.

She didn't believe Qian Sha Yu would still dare look down on her grandfather after hearing this.

"If Grandfather acts rashly, Tang Chen of the Clear Sky Sect and Bo Saixi of Sea God Island will surely join forces to restrain him."

"If the three great Peerless Douluos began a chaotic battle, the entire continent would be reduced to scorched earth."

"Spirit Hall has endured and planned only to maintain the balance of the world's greater situation."

After hearing Qian Renxue's righteous defense.

The laughter in Qian Sha Yu's mouth not only didn't stop, but grew so intense that he rocked back and forth.

"Balance?"

"Maintain the greater situation?"

"Qian Renxue, Qian Renxue, you're truly Grandfather's good little granddaughter. You believe whatever he tells you."

Qian Sha Yu slowly opened his scarlet demonic eyes.

He flicked the Slaughter Blood Sword in his hand with a fingertip. The blade gave off a sharp, piercing ring.

"The real reason your grandfather Qian Daoliu doesn't dare act easily comes down to only two things."

"First, he's the Angel God's servant."

"His entire body and all his soul power exist to prepare for your future Angel God Trial."

"He's the only sacrificial key on your path to becoming a god."

"To ensure that key remains flawless, he can't allow himself to suffer even the slightest irreversible injury."

"So when he fights, he's constrained at every turn, terrified of damaging his foundation and affecting your ascension to godhood."

Qian Renxue's delicate body trembled.

A sacrificial key?

Grandfather's final days were connected to her god trial?

That forbidden term made her heart skip a beat.

But Qian Sha Yu had no intention of stopping.

He continued tearing apart the lies of the continent's highest echelons in the cruelest possible manner.

"As for the second point, it's even more ridiculous."

"The three Peerless Douluos restraining one another?"

"This is simply the biggest joke on the entire continent!"

"Your grandfather clings to that so-called balance among the three great experts, yet he has no idea what sort of lives those other two are living now."

A mocking curve formed on Qian Sha Yu's lips.

"Tang Chen of the Clear Sky Sect went mad long ago in pursuit of godhood."

"While undergoing the Asura God Trial in Slaughter City, he was parasitized by the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King."

"Now, he's lost his mind and completely become a monster that only knows blood-drinking and slaughter."

According to the original plot.

Slaughter City had been destroyed by Tang San, so the Slaughter King should have already emerged.

But Tang Chen's end was also near, and he could no longer even remember who he was.

Qian Daoliu had spent every day guarding against Tang Chen—for absolutely nothing.

"What?"

This earth-shattering secret made Qian Renxue's gaze freeze.

Tang Chen, the legendary sect master of the Clear Sky Sect, had actually become a monster in Slaughter City?

"Then what about Bo Saixi of Sea God Island?" Qian Renxue instinctively pressed.

"Bo Saixi?"

Qian Sha Yu snorted.

"Bo Saixi is also the Sea God's servant."

"The Sea God's rules have confined her to the bounds of Sea God Island."

"She can't even take half a step beyond Sea God Island for her entire life!"

Qian Sha Yu erupted into wild, rampant laughter deep within her mind.

"Tang Chen is finished!"

"Bo Saixi is confined!"

"Looking across all of Douluo Continent, your grandfather Qian Daoliu is the only Peerless Douluo alive whose freedom of movement is unrestricted and whose strength remains at its absolute peak!"

"He has the power to sweep through both great empires whenever he wishes, crush the Upper Three Sects, and kill any Titled Douluo with a single sword strike."

"Yet he clings to those rotten old rules and refuses to move."

"He turned an unbeatable hand that could have ended the game into twenty long years of vile internal attrition."

"Begging with golden bowls in your hands—that's exactly what the Qian Clan is doing!"

"..."

Qian Renxue stood in the center of the empty Golden Throne Hall.

A cold wind swept through her hair.

Every word Qian Sha Yu spoke struck like thunder.

They shattered all of her understanding from the past twenty years.

Tang Chen was finished.

Bo Saixi couldn't leave the sea.

Her grandfather was the truly invincible existence on the entire continent!

Yet for the sake of this so-called balance of the greater situation, Spirit Hall had made her, a little girl, infiltrate the imperial palace at the age of nine and disguise herself for twenty years.

She had sacrificed her youth.

Her cultivation had been dragged down.

In the end, she had nearly failed at the last moment.

An indescribable sense of grievance and confusion spread through Qian Renxue's chest.