A Chrysanthemum and a Little Ghost Dare Act Wild Before Me?

When Qian Sha Yu took control of Qian Renxue's body.

The terrifying power of a level 93 Titled Douluo, the supreme physique of the Slaughter Demon Body, and the complete revival of the Killing Angel Martial Soul!

High in the sky.

The expressions of the four Titled Douluo who had been aggressively suppressing Qian Renxue abruptly changed.

"Boom!"

An incomparably violent gale of blood energy rushed straight at them.

The aura of the "Soul Sage Qian Renxue" before them surged geometrically.

In the blink of an eye, it broke through the bottlenecks of Soul Sage and Soul Douluo,

and directly possessed the aura of a Titled Douluo on equal footing with them—perhaps even more oppressive.

"Th-This is impossible?!"

Ghost Leopard Douluo's pupils contracted sharply.

How could a Soul Sage in his seventies suddenly transform into a Titled Douluo right before their eyes?

"Tut, tut, tut. Freedom at last!"

Qian Sha Yu lightly moved this delicate body that nonetheless contained world-destroying power.

The bones in his neck cracked explosively, making their teeth ache.

He stretched out a hand and clenched it.

"Clang!"

The Slaughter Blood Sword condensed out of thin air, carrying endless resentment, its blade pointing toward the heavens!

His gaze swept across the four horrified figures in the air.

Qian Sha Yu gave a wicked smile, his eyes filled with the mocking madness of someone looking at the dead.

"A chrysanthemum and a little ghost dare bring two ignorant beasts to steal my spoils?"

"Courting death!"

Before the last note had faded.

A skyful of blood-red wings erupted from Qian Sha Yu's back.

He turned into a crimson afterimage and charged at the four Titled Douluo with sword in hand.

A great battle erupted in the skies!

Chrysanthemum Douluo had not expected this turn of events. Qian Sha Yu had actually taken the initiative to attack.

His face drained of color as he cried sharply, "Do not harm the Young Master! Just suppress him!"

If the Young Master was injured, they would be finished.

They had only wanted the Young Master to relinquish authority. Why had the Young Master suddenly developed murderous intent?

Qian Sha Yu's sword was as swift as lightning!

The arc of Blood Slaughter Slash swept through the air, directly cleaving apart Demon Bear Douluo's protective soul power before he could react.

"Fuck!"

Demon Bear Douluo's eyes bulged as he raised both arms to block.

Yet he was forced back again and again, his arms numb and his face filled with disbelief.

"That was definitely an attack at the level of a Titled Douluo!"

"The Young Master isn't a Soul Sage! Stop standing around and attack!"

"Remember, do not hurt the Young Master!" Yue Guan still shrieked.

No matter what, they could not injure Qian Renxue. That was an ironclad rule.

Otherwise, even Her Majesty the Pope would not be able to withstand the wrath of that Great Worshiper.

The Velvet Sky-Piercing Chrysanthemum in his hand bloomed with dozens of golden rays, attempting to trap Qian Sha Yu.

But Qian Sha Yu's figure flickered strangely.

The Slaughter Blood Sword crushed every beam of golden light.

Then, with an unimaginable reaction speed, he swept the blade behind him!

"Slash!"

Gui Mei had approached while hidden in the shadows, but his body was struck by the sweeping sword. Black mist violently scattered as he groaned and stumbled out of the void.

Gui Mei's gaze turned grave. "Her perception is incredibly sharp."

"Monster! The Young Master is simply a monster!" Ghost Leopard Douluo was thoroughly shaken.

The four veteran Titled Douluo elders had joined forces, yet they were being driven into a frantic scramble by a "Qian Renxue" whose aura had suddenly transformed.

Above Heaven Dou City, the winds and clouds changed color.

Rolling black clouds crushed the last traces of light, enveloping the entire imperial palace in deathly silence.

The terrifying pressure of the Titled Douluo realm poured down like mountains ten thousand fathoms high, shattering the roof tiles below into powder that filled the sky.

"Don't underestimate me!"

Demon Bear Douluo's roar tore through the night sky.

Chrysanthemum, Gui Mei, and Ghost Leopard did not dare truly attack.

Only he was being relentlessly pursued and slashed at by Qian Sha Yu. He was truly enraged, his body violently expanding into a frenzied bear dozens of meters tall.

The Frenzied Bear True Body, driven at full power!

"Roar!!!"

The frenzied bear let out a furious roar!

Its enormous paw descended like a falling meteor, carrying the force to shatter mountains as it smashed toward Qian Sha Yu's head.

At the sight, Chrysanthemum Douluo nearly lost his soul. "Stop! You idiot! Who told you to use your full strength?!"

The air caved in beneath that tyrannical force.

"Good!"

A rebellious smile tugged at Qian Sha Yu's lips, and scarlet light flared brilliantly in his eyes.

The Slaughter Blood Sword in his hand swept through the air.

Silent Slaughter Sword Pressure!

A blood-red sword radiance that connected heaven and earth tore through the void.

The massive Frenzied Bear True Body was struck head-on by the sword radiance.

The overwhelming murderous aura ripped through the frenzied bear's defenses like dry weeds.

"Roar!"

The giant bear let out a miserable cry as it plummeted toward the ground.

When it landed, it carved a deep ravine across the palace square.

Bricks and stones exploded outward, while dust rose into the sky.

Qian Sha Yu abruptly turned and locked onto Ghost Leopard Douluo.

"Hiss!!!"

Seeing that things had gone wrong, Ghost Leopard Douluo immediately shouted, "Stop holding back! The Young Master has gone mad with killing!"

He had figured it out. Qian Sha Yu was out to kill them!

His Ghost Leopard True Body transformed into a storm of darkness, rushing toward Qian Sha Yu's back at extreme speed.

His claws gleamed with bone-chilling cold light as they stabbed toward Qian Sha Yu's wings.

Even if he could not hurt the Young Master, he had to at least render him temporarily unable to fight.

Even then, he did not forget to try talking him down. "Young Master, please stop at once!"

But Qian Sha Yu ignored him.

The six crimson wings on his back suddenly solidified.

External Spirit Bone—Slaughter Angel Six Wings, activate!

The wings beat, shattering the sound barrier.

In an instant, his speed broke through the limits of heaven and earth, leaving only an illusory afterimage where he had stood.

Ghost Leopard Douluo's claws stabbed empty air, and a chill ran through his heart.

"You dare show off with that little speed?"

The next second, Qian Sha Yu appeared at Ghost Leopard Douluo's side, his blood sword slashing diagonally.

Annihilating Angel Slash!

A cold blood-red arc sliced open the void.

"Splurt!"

Blood sprayed everywhere. Ghost Leopard Douluo cried out and retreated, a horrifying wound deep enough to expose bone appearing across his chest.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei watched from the side, their hearts and courage shattered.

What kind of Soul Sage in his seventies was this?

He was clearly a peerless old demon who killed without blinking.

Qian Sha Yu stood in the air, his blood sword unstained by a single drop.

Around him, spirit rings appeared one after another.

Eight black, one red!

Eight deep black Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Rings revolved around him.

The blood-red spirit ring at the top radiated scarlet flames and a tyrannical pressure that filled the sky.

A Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring!

Yue Guan's eyes bulged as his entire body shook violently.

"Eight black and one red?"

"That's impossible!"

How could their Soul Sage Young Master possess such an absurd spirit ring configuration?

Qian Sha Yu held his sword before him and smiled mockingly.

"What, are the elders of the Papal Hall really this ignorant?"

"You lot dare come to Heaven Dou City to seize the empire I fought to build?"

Deep within the Sea of Spirit, Qian Renxue witnessed everything through his perspective.

Her soul trembled.

This body was clearly hers!

Yet that rampant, domineering killing intent that ravaged heaven and earth, along with that wild and uninhibited laughter, all came from Qian Sha Yu.

Watching Qian Sha Yu wear her peerlessly beautiful face while speaking the cruelest words.

One slash sent Demon Bear flying!

One strike severely wounded Ghost Leopard!

That simple, brutal release of violence against violence pierced her mind like an electric current.

"How could this be..."

Qian Renxue murmured, stormy waves rising within her heart.

Twenty years of lurking in the shadows.

She had been cautious in every step, terrified of exposing even the slightest flaw.

She had believed political schemes were the proper path and that restraint was wisdom.

But what had it all come to in the end?

Tang San had smashed her chessboard to pieces with a single punch.

Bibi Dong had sent people to ride roughshod over her and steal the fruits of her labor.

The dignity she had painstakingly maintained was nothing more than a cake others could divide whenever they pleased.

Qian Sha Yu's mocking laughter echoed in her mind.

"Do you see it now, my dear original body?"

"What bullshit infiltration and coup. Did you really think you were playing some grand game of chess?"

"Before absolute power, your gentleness, humility, restraint, and cunning are nothing but a colossal joke."

"Dignity exists only upon a sword's edge, and justice exists only within the range of soul skills!"

"You turned a god-tier account into a wage slave. How embarrassing."

"Watch closely. This is the dominance the Young Master of Spirit Hall should possess!"

Qian Renxue gritted her teeth, and the confusion in her eyes gradually faded.

A surge of burning blood rose in her heart.

Crushing those who bullied her beneath her feet through violence—it was unexpectedly... exhilarating?!