Settling Scores with Qian Renxue, You Little Bitch-Tonight, We'll Take Our Time

Inside the great hall of the Worship Hall.

Although the earth-shattering battle from moments ago had come to an end, and the overwhelming killing intent in the air had quietly receded.

The atmosphere throughout the hall was eerily silent.

Qian Daoliu's expression was so dark it seemed ready to drip water.

He forcibly suppressed the surging rage in his chest.

"It is fine if you occupy Xue'er's body, but listen carefully, old man."

Qian Daoliu took a step forward, his authoritative voice echoing through the hall.

"If you dare take even half a step out of the Worship Hall without permission, I will completely suppress you beneath sacred light!"

The warning struck like a hammer, carrying the imposing might of a level-99 Peerless Douluo.

Had it been anyone else on the continent, they would likely have already fallen to their knees and begged for mercy.

But after hearing it, Qian Sha Yu did not even twitch an eyebrow.

Wearing Qian Renxue's peerlessly beautiful face, capable of toppling kingdoms, he swaggered toward the supreme throne at the top of the hall, the seat belonging to the Grand Elder.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, he planted himself firmly onto the carved golden chair that had originally belonged to Qian Daoliu.

He even crossed his legs in an outrageously arrogant manner.

Those tender, fair legs swayed beneath the golden hem of the dress, creating an utterly bizarre and incongruous sight.

Qian Sha Yu glanced sideways at Qian Daoliu below the steps and spoke in Qian Renxue's heavenly voice.

"Old fart, that's enough already!"

That single "old fart" landed in the center of the hall like a massive bomb.

Qian Daoliu's fists instantly clenched.

Qian Sha Yu could not care less whether the people around him lived or died. He even picked at his ear