Old Man, You Won, but I Never Lose!

After making the arrangements.

Qian Daoliu looked at Qian Sha Yu, a trace of icy coldness surfacing in his eyes.

"Since you want to fight, I'll oblige you."

"But the Worship Hall is sacred ground. I won't allow filth like you to defile it."

Qian Daoliu formed a hand seal with one hand.

A golden chain condensed from pure Angel Soul Power tore through the air.

It moved with extreme speed, wrapping directly around Qian Sha Yu's waist.

Qian Sha Yu's expression changed, and he hurriedly stirred his blood energy in an attempt to break free.

But the golden chain was as immovable as a mountain. No matter how he unleashed his Slaughter Immortal Power, he could not budge it in the slightest!

"Come out here!"

Qian Daoliu shouted low as he turned into a streak of golden light and shot toward the heavens.

Dragging the tightly bound Qian Sha Yu behind him, he smashed through the protective formation behind the hall and vanished into the sky!

Qian Sha Yu only heard the wind howling past his ears as the scenery on both sides streaked backward at terrifying speed.

A sense of unease rose in his heart.

Was this the power of a level 99 Peerless Douluo?

Fuck!

The gap was enormous!

Before absolute cultivation suppression, even with his formidable Slaughter Immortal Power, he simply could not break free from such restraints!

A few breaths later.

At the summit of a solitary peak dozens of miles away from Spirit City.

The gale was as sharp as blades, howling and swirling.

Two figures descended from the sky and crashed heavily onto the bare mountain ridge.

Qian Daoliu casually dispersed the golden chain and stood at the cliff's edge with his hands behind his back.

Behind him.

An incomparably massive angel phantom slowly rose.

Nine dazzling black soul rings appeared one after another.

Black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black!

A suffocating divine might spread outward, forcefully clearing even the dark clouds from the sky!

Qian Daoliu clenched his hand behind his back.

An Angel Holy Sword condensed from Solar True Fire appeared out of thin air.

Golden flames more than ten feet long flickered from its tip as it pointed directly at Qian Sha Yu's throat.

"Evil thing."

"Leave Xue'er's body!"

"Otherwise, I will use this Angel Holy Sword today to purify your consciousness into ashes!"

Qian Daoliu's voice carried an unquestionable divine decree.

The sound of rushing wind erupted behind them.

Golden Crocodile Douluo, Azure Luan Douluo, and the other five worshippers tore through the sky and arrived as well.

After landing, the five of them tacitly took up positions in five directions around the mountaintop.

They formed an airtight encirclement.

A massive Soul Power barrier rose, completely sealing this patch of heaven and earth off from the outside world.

These supreme experts standing at the pinnacle of the continent stared fixedly at the blood-colored figure surrounded in the center.

They wanted to see with their own eyes.

Just what kind of monster this "Qian Sha Yu" was, daring to parasitize the young mistress's body and even arrogantly swing his sword at the Grand Elder!

Qian Sha Yu stood at the edge of the sheer cliff.

Looking at the lineup of Super Douluo before him and Qian Daoliu, whose killing intent blazed fiercely.

Not only did he show no fear.

He instead threw back his head and burst into unrestrained laughter.

"Ha ha ha!"

"What a level 99 Peerless Douluo, what a strongest lineup of the Worship Hall!"

Qian Sha Yu licked his dry lips, crazed red light dancing in his scarlet pupils.

He raised a hand and slapped his chest.

That action made Qian Daoliu and the others' pupils contract sharply.

"Since you want to play big, then I'll play to the fullest with you today!"

"Slaughter Demon Body, go berserk at full power!"

On the lonely peak, the cold wind cut to the bone.

Qian Sha Yu stomped both feet down, crushing the boulder beneath him into powder.

An incomparably arrogant and sinister curve rose at the corners of his mouth.

"Slaughter Angel, possess me!"

His roar erupted.

Scorching blood energy surged into the sky like a breached ocean, tearing apart the clouds.

Black! Black! Black! Black! Black! Black! Black! Black! Red!

Nine soul rings, black and scarlet, even more extraordinary than Qian Daoliu's, appeared around him.

The first eight Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings were black to the point of gleaming.

The final Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring erupted with a suffocatingly baleful radiance.

The Slaughter Blood Crown manifested above his head.

Six blood-red wings spread savagely behind him.

That overwhelming, ultimate murderous aura shot into the heavens, shaking the entire solitary peak violently.

The worshippers watching from the sidelines were dumbfounded.

Seventh Worshipper Jiang Mo Douluo's jaw dropped open, and the Coiling Dragon Staff in his hand nearly fell to the ground.

"Th-this is actually real!"

"Nine soul rings, and there's even a hundred-thousand-year red ring!"

"Xue'er wasn't lying. There really is a Titled Douluo-level Second Personality living inside her!"

Second Worshipper Golden Crocodile Douluo sucked in a cold breath, his fan-sized hand gripping his beard tightly.

Third Worshipper Azure Luan and Fourth Worshipper Mighty Lion's pupils shrank sharply, their eyes filled with utter shock.

A blood-colored tempest churned in Qian Sha Yu's palm as a Slaughter Blood Sword covered in demonic patterns pointed toward the sky.

"Old man, times have changed!"

The blade swept through the air, producing a shrill, piercing whistle.

"Today, I'll use your so-called invincibility in the sky to sharpen my Slaughter Blood Sword!"

Qian Daoliu stood in midair, narrowing his eyes slightly, his gaze as solemn as iron.

"This vicious killing aura... Xue'er actually nurtured such a monster within her?"

With a flick of his finger, the divine might of a level 99 Peerless Douluo transformed into boundless holy light around him.

"Young brat, don't be so arrogant!"

Qian Sha Yu threw his head back and laughed wildly, his nine soul rings flashing with blinding light in succession.

"Slaughter Angel True Body!"

"Godslayer Blood Curse!"

An enormous blood-colored angel phantom stood between heaven and earth, while blood-red curse marks turned into hundreds upon hundreds of chains that coiled around the blade.

Qian Sha Yu gripped his sword tightly with both hands and leaped from the sky in a slashing dive!

A blood-red torrent that tore through the heavens roared madly toward Qian Daoliu!

Qian Daoliu remained calm as he stepped through the air to meet it.

Angel Domain!

Golden radiance spread like a tidal wave, and pure, immaculate holy power forcefully kept the blood sea filling the sky at bay.

Pure holy sunlight and savage slaughter blood energy crushed against each other in midair.

The aftermath scattered in all directions as an incomparably brutal battle of sword phantoms unfolded across the sky.

Qian Daoliu moved with immortal grace, casually flicking a finger to deflect the blood-red sword light stabbing toward him.

"Even if you are a Titled Douluo, you are still far too lacking." He stroked his long beard, his tone calm and unruffled.

Qian Sha Yu swung his sword again and again in a frenzy, his arms aching and numb from the impacts as veins bulged on his forehead.

He cursed furiously in his heart.

"Damn it! I can't break through his defense!"

"This old man really is strong."

Qian Daoliu moved effortlessly through the blood-red sword shadows, holy light flowing around his fingertips.

He commented coldly, "Your moves are vicious, but you are ultimately too inexperienced."

The worshippers watching from afar were left staring in disbelief.

"Gulp!" Jiang Mo Douluo could not help swallowing hard.

"Unbelievable, simply unbelievable!"

"Xue'er's Second Personality can actually fight the Grand Elder to this extent, yet her main body is clearly only a Soul Sage."

Golden Crocodile Douluo's expression was severe as he said in a deep voice, "Every move this kid makes is a life-or-death attack. If Big Brother's cultivation were not so overwhelming, an ordinary level 95 Super Douluo would likely have had his head cut off long ago!"

After swinging hundreds upon hundreds of strikes without achieving anything, Qian Sha Yu's emotions finally erupted out of control.

"Old man, stop pretending to be so profound!"

Qian Sha Yu realized there was no need to hold back against Qian Daoliu, so he unleashed the level 94 Soul Power within his body without reservation.

"Myriad Silence Slaughter Heaven!"

"Heavenly Punishment Demon Sword Burial!"

His soul rings trembled wildly as an endless blood-colored ocean gathered in the sky, forming a sinister and terrifying slaughter hell.

A sea of blood spanning ten thousand zhang covered the heavens, intending to drown half the sky completely!

A gigantic blood-colored demon sword plunged straight down from the clouds of heaven, carrying the slaughter intent to annihilate all things as it cleaved toward Qian Daoliu!

Golden Crocodile Douluo sucked in a breath, beads of sweat the size of beans forming on his forehead.

"Hiss! Even a Super Douluo above level 95 would meet his end under that killing move, wouldn't he?"

"Is Xue'er's Second Personality not a little too fierce?"

Mighty Lion Douluo was even more stunned as he blurted out, "Is this truly power from within Xue'er?"

In the midair standoff, Qian Daoliu watched the blood sea and demon sword pouring down from the sky, and his gaze finally turned solemn.

"Interesting."

"But this ends here."

Qian Daoliu no longer held back, directly drawing upon the trace remnants of divine power left within him by the Angel God!

His ninth soul ring erupted with radiance as scorching as the sun.

"Ninth Soul Skill, Angel Descent!"

A pure white Angel God phantom tens of thousands of zhang tall suddenly manifested in the sky a thousand meters above.

Semi-divine pure white holy light transformed into eternal radiance that illuminated heaven and earth, piercing through the heaven formed from the slaughter blood sea in an instant.

The Heavenly God Sword descended from the sky, crushing through the defenses with unstoppable power of order!

The massive Slaughter Demon Sword shattered into blood-colored motes of light that filled the sky.

"Pfft!"

Qian Sha Yu spat out a mouthful of blood.

This body had suffered grievous injuries and fell straight from the sky!

Bang!

Qian Sha Yu slammed heavily into the bottom of the ruined crater.

Earth and stone scattered as a deep pit was smashed into the ridge of the solitary peak.

The Slaughter Blood Sword in his hand clanged to the ground before dissolving into blood energy that filled the air.

The Soul Power around him had been completely drained, and even moving a finger was incredibly difficult.

With his robes fluttering, Qian Daoliu drifted down from the clouds.

His expression remained calm and composed, his breathing steady, as though the battle had barely consumed any of his Soul Power.

Qian Daoliu held the Angel Holy Sword and walked step by step toward the bottom of the crater.

Qian Sha Yu lay sprawled in the pit. Though his entire body was in agony, he remained relatively calm.

Fresh blood hung at the corner of his mouth as his scarlet eyes fixed on Qian Daoliu, and he let out a cold laugh.

"Old man, you won, but I will never lose!"

He panted heavily, sighing inwardly, As expected of Qian Daoliu, invincible in the sky. The current me truly am no match for you.

A Peerless Douluo's foundation combined with that of a demigod—his raw build was indeed absurdly powerful.

But Qian Sha Yu was not worried at all.

There was even an extremely punchable look in his eyes.

He glanced sideways at Qian Daoliu as he slowly approached and shouted loudly.

"Old man, Qian Sha Yu admits that you are very strong, probably the number one Soul Master on the continent today."

"But so what?"

"If you have the guts, stab me to death with one strike!"

"This body belongs to your precious granddaughter!"