Four Titled Douluo Descend to Seize Power! The More You Endure, the Angrier You Get—Demon King Guard Takes Over Again!

"Rumble!"

The entire imperial palace shook violently.

The white marble paving stones across the plaza shattered one after another.

"What's happening?"

Qian Renxue's expression changed.

Such a terrifying aura—it was a Titled Douluo!

Could Tang San have returned to strike the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect again?

Qian Renxue immediately turned into a streak of golden light and shot out of the palace hall.

Above the imperial palace plaza—

Four figures, each radiating a different light, stood suspended in midair.

The fragrance of golden chrysanthemums filled the air!

A pitch-black ghostly shadow flickered unpredictably!

A ferocious crimson bear's pressure bore down from above!

A gray-blue wind ghost leopard radiated killing intent!

Those who had descended upon the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace were not Tang San and his ilk.

They were the four powerful Titled Elder Douluos of Spirit Hall's Papal Hall.

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan!

Ghost Douluo Gui Mei!

And Demon Bear Douluo and Ghost Leopard Douluo!

Four Titled Douluos had descended upon Heaven Dou City.

Their terrifying pressure forced every palace guard to their knees.

Qian Renxue arrived at the center of the plaza.

Looking at the four Spirit Hall elders before her, she furrowed her brows tightly.

The four clearly had ill intentions.

And She Long and Elder Ci Xue had gone to suppress rebel forces within the Heaven Dou Empire; they were not in Heaven Dou City.

"Elder Chrysanthemum, Elder Ghost, why have the two of you come to the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace instead of remaining in Spirit City to await the Pope's orders?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan stood atop the phantom of the Unparalleled Chrysanthemum, looking down at Qian Renxue from above.

A meaningful, cold smile rested on his feminine face.

Yue Guan drew a glittering golden token radiating supreme majesty from his robes.

It was the Papal Token!

"Young Mistress, we have come specifically to congratulate you on taking Heaven Dou."

"At the same time, under His Holiness's secret decree, we have come to take over all affairs in Heaven Dou City."

Yue Guan's voice was soft and shrill, yet it carried an unquestionable authority.

"His Holiness has decreed—"

"The Young Mistress has spent twenty years lurking in Heaven Dou City. Now that her mission has succeeded, she has rendered an immense service."

"However, the situation in the Heaven Dou Empire is complicated, and the postwar matters are numerous and demanding."

"From this day onward, command of Heaven Dou City's military, control of the palace guards, and the takeover of the Heaven Dou Empire's government shall all be transferred to the elder delegation personally dispatched by the Papal Hall."

"Please hand over the Heaven Dou Imperial Seal immediately."

"And return to Spirit City with Elders Demon Bear and Ghost Leopard to rest and recuperate."

The moment those words fell—

Qian Renxue's face darkened completely.

Twenty years of infiltration.

From the age of nine, she had disguised herself as Xue Qinghe.

She had buried her carefree childhood and abandoned her rightful identity as Spirit Hall's Young Mistress.

She had maneuvered between Xue Ye the Great and the Heaven Dou nobility.

Always on guard, day and night!

Every step fraught with danger!

After finally using the brutal methods of her second personality, Qian Sha Yu, to kill Xue Ye the Great, force back Tang San and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and seize this crucial territory for Spirit Hall—

What was the result?

She had barely had time to warm the fruits of victory in her hands.

Bibi Dong had sent four Titled Douluos carrying the Papal Token to descend from the sky.

This was not a discussion.

This was naked theft!

This was nakedly stealing the spoils!

Bibi Dong would not even leave her a shred of dignity.

She intended to drive her back to Spirit City like a criminal under escort!

Overwhelming absurdity and fury burned violently within Qian Renxue's chest.

What a fine "retiring after success"!

What a fine "complete transfer"!

Bibi Dong's cold-hearted ruthlessness,

The Papal Hall's arrogant tyranny,

Completely shattered the last of Qian Renxue's illusions.

As her emotions surged, boundless killing intent awakened in the depths of the Sea of Spirit!

The endless sea of blood and slaughter rose in towering waves.

Qian Sha Yu slowly opened his blood-red demonic eyes.

The four Titled Douluos in the sky were reflected in his gaze.

A cruel, bloodthirsty curve lifted at his lips.

"The Papal Hall's reach is pretty long, isn't it?"

Qian Sha Yu's incomparably sinister voice rang out deep within Qian Renxue's soul.

"I risked my life chopping off heads and claiming this territory, and Bibi Dong thinks she can send a few neither-man-nor-ghost bastards to steal the spoils?"

Qian Sha Yu rolled his neck, and crackling explosions rang from every joint in his body.

"Qian Renxue, give me the body. I'll let these four old bastards know who has the final say!"

"..."

Qian Renxue did not respond to Qian Sha Yu's tempting voice.

Her heart was in turmoil.

"And if I refuse?"

Looking up at the four of them, Qian Renxue's voice was cold as iron, blazing fury burning in her golden eyes.

"Refuse?"

Yue Guan pinched his orchid fingers together, and the eerie smile at the corner of his mouth deepened.

"Young Mistress, this is His Holiness's supreme administrative secret decree."

"Could it be that you intend to openly defy His Holiness's orders?"

The black mist around Gui Mei stirred slightly as he let out a hoarse, piercing laugh.

Demon Bear Douluo and Ghost Leopard Douluo took a large step forward.

Terrifying Titled Douluo force swept up a gale, tearing through the air as it pressed heavily onto Qian Renxue's shoulders.

Their coercive intent could not have been clearer.

In their eyes,

No matter how intelligent Qian Renxue was, she was only a level-seventy Soul Sage.

With four Titled Douluos from the Papal Hall moving at once,

She had no choice but to bow her head!

As for Consecration Hall, they were not harming the Young Mistress anyway. Surely His Holiness could handle it.

Qian Renxue bit her lower lip hard.

Bright red blood seeped from the corner of her delicate lips and dripped before the ruined Golden Throne Hall.

Humiliation, grief, rage, and despair intertwined into a vast net, pushing her mental defenses to the brink of collapse.

Suddenly, a cold mechanical notification sounded in the depths of her mind.

[ Ding! Detected intense emotional fluctuations in host Qian Renxue! ]

[ Second personality Qian Sha Yu has submitted a Demon King Guard request. He will take over the body for the next seventy-two hours to fulfill the Demon King Guard profession. Do you agree? ]

At the same time—

Deep within the blood-colored Sea of Spirit, overwhelming murderous aura churned and boiled.

Qian Sha Yu sat cross-legged atop a throne of bones, his eyes like crimson blades.

A wild and venomous smile curved across his lips, his voice filled with endless temptation.

"Qian Renxue, do you see it now?"

"This is the answer your wonderful mother has given you."

"You take one step back, and the sea is wide and the sky is vast?"

"No. Take one step back, and the more you think about it, the angrier you get. Endure for a moment, and they'll only push their luck!"

"You worked for twenty years, only for even the dogs she raised to dare shit on your head."

"Give me the body."

"I'll help you beat these worthless scum back!"

Qian Renxue clenched her lips tightly, bright red blood seeping from the corner of her mouth.

Looking at the Papal Token hanging high in the air, filled with an air of condescending charity, the last trace of illusion in her heart shattered completely.

She took a deep breath and coldly issued an order in her mind.

"I can give you the body."

"You must preserve Heaven Dou's regime!"

"My twenty years of effort must not become the Papal Hall's trophy!"

As her words fell—

She no longer hesitated and immediately chose [Agree].

[ Ding! Host consent obtained! ]

[ You will now take over the host as the Demon King for seventy-two hours! ]

"Good, good, good!"

The wonderful notification sent Qian Sha Yu into ecstatic delight.

Outside—

Qian Renxue's originally exquisite, cold body suddenly trembled.

Her dazzling golden hair began turning an eerie blood red from the roots, visibly spreading through every strand.

Her once sacred, clear golden eyes instantly transformed into a crimson hellscape that devoured all light.

A suffocating, overwhelming killing intent erupted from her body like an explosion.

Qian Sha Yu had officially taken control of her body!