Arriving at the Mountain Behind Holy Soul Village, the Conspiracy Theory About Tang Hao Came True

In the pitch-black night.

One red and one purple streak of light shot across the sky above Nuoding Academy, vanishing over the horizon under everyone's gaze.

Before long, Tang Hao and Lin Yan finally reached the cave behind the waterfall on the mountain behind Holy Soul Village.

The cave was pitch-black; one couldn't see one's own hand in front of one's face. But for Lin Yan, who possessed the Sharingan, that was no obstacle at all.

But now that they had arrived, Tang Hao could no longer hold on!

The black flames had already left his skin and flesh in tatters, and Lin Yan had forcibly ripped two Soul Bones from him on top of that. Now, as he suddenly relaxed his guard a little, he violently spat out a mouthful of congealed blood.

The presence unique to a Titled Douluo rapidly receded.

Level 92, level 91, level 90...

Level 82, level 81, level 80...

At last, the first two Soul Rings beneath Tang Hao's feet vanished completely, and his cultivation had fallen to that of a Soul Saint.

He looked as though he had aged decades in an instant, like a man with one foot in the grave.

Lin Yan glanced at Tang Hao and asked coldly.

"What level are you?"

"S-seventy-nine!"

Lin Yan frowned.

Tang Hao's drop in cultivation was within his expectations.

In the original story, this fellow had likewise fallen to Soul Saint cultivation after severing his own arm and leg.

But back then, Tang Hao had removed his Soul Bones of his own accord. Cruel as it seemed to do that to himself, the hidden injuries in his body had also been cleared away in the process.

You could say fortune and misfortune went hand in hand.

But things were different now. This time, Lin Yan had forcibly ripped Tang Hao's arm and leg off.

That meant he had not only lost two Soul Bones and his Titled Douluo cultivation, but the hidden injuries in his body had received no relief either.

Lin Yan estimated that Tang Hao's overall combat strength was probably even lower than that of an ordinary Soul Saint now.

"What a piece of trash!"

"With strength like yours, are you even worthy of being my servant? What use are you to me at my side?"

Lin Yan glanced at Tang Hao, his eyes full of disgust.

Tang Hao instantly felt as though he were sitting on pins and needles and kowtowed to Lin Yan again and again.

"No! Please don't!"

"I'm useful, I am!"

"By using the secret Ring Detonation technique, I can still deal with Soul Douluo enemies."

"Please don't kill me."

Afraid Lin Yan would think he was useless, Tang Hao immediately began to swear an oath.

"I, Tang Hao, swear on my Martial Soul that from this day forward, I will willingly serve you as my master, obey your every command, and never harbor divided loyalties."

"If I break this oath in the slightest, may my Martial Soul shatter and bring about my death."

"I beg you to show mercy and spare me!"

Seeing Tang Hao debase himself like this, Lin Yan couldn't help looking down on him.

He let out a sneer.

"Heh~"

"The mighty Clear Sky Douluo has fallen to such a state. If I were you, I'd rather die."

Tang Hao's face crumpled at his words.

"Senior, there's something you don't know. I... I still have a great grudge to avenge! I can't die like this..."

"Oh? You mean that matter with Spirit Hall?"

Lin Yan hadn't expected Tang Hao to be so humble because he was still thinking about revenge.

Interesting!

"Speaking of what happened back then, I'm very curious..."

"How did Spirit Hall discover Ah Yin's whereabouts back then?"

"Hadn't she already entered her mature stage when she was with you?"

In his previous life, Lin Yan had heard many conspiracy theories about Tang Hao.

Some said Tang Hao had deliberately set Ah Yin up. He wanted a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring but didn't want to bear the infamy, so he had deliberately exposed her whereabouts.

Others said Tang Hao was a real man! Just like when Tang San accepted Xiao Wu's sacrifice, he had practically burned himself into a sarira, all to fight his way out of the encirclement with his beloved.

In short, opinions varied, and there were all kinds of guesses.

Now, however, Lin Yan had crossed over to the Douluo World and met the flesh-and-blood people in it.

So he too wanted to know what had really happened with the sacrifice back then.

"Don't tell me it really was a scheme you deliberately set up, to subtly force Ah Yin to sacrifice herself so you could obtain a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring?"

In the darkness, Lin Yan turned his blood-red eyes on Tang Hao.

Tang Hao had fallen to the ground because of the drop in his cultivation. When he saw those eyes, his chest only felt increasingly tight, an indescribable discomfort.

The two locked eyes, and the air was so quiet that Lin Yan could even hear Tang Hao's heart beating harder and harder.

After a while, seeing that he still hadn't answered, Lin Yan couldn't help losing interest.

"Whatever. Since you don't want to talk, then die!"

With that, Lin Yan raised the Thunderclap Sword and prepared to stab Tang Hao.

At that critical moment, Tang Hao suddenly cried out for mercy.

"Don't! I'll talk! I'll talk!"

"What happened back then was because of my greed. I wanted Ah Yin's Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, so I deliberately exposed her presence, causing her to suffer that great calamity."

"I know I was wrong. I've already lost her once, and I don't want the tragedy to happen again."

"I beg you, spare me and give Ah Yin back to me too!"

"I, Tang Hao, will remember your great kindness for the rest of my life."

Lin Yan hadn't expected Tang Hao to reveal the secret of that year himself in his desperation.

Couldn't he stand the pressure?

Sigh~

This man's personality really was complicated.

But what use was regret now?

Ah Yin had already sacrificed herself, and her Soul Ring was already his...

Surely a few words of repentance couldn't make him a good man who genuinely regretted what he'd done and had truly loved Ah Yin?

Where in the world could he find such a sweet deal!

Lin Yan now found Tang Hao a little disgusting. That hypocritical face of his was almost exactly like Tang San's, and Lin Yan wanted to kick him to death.

But just then, a woman's voice, full of anger and resentment, echoed through the cave.

"Tang Hao, you... are you even human?"

Lin Yan's expression froze, and he looked into the depths of the cave in the direction of the voice.

A phantom figure had appeared above the blue-and-gold blade of grass that had been there.

The figure wore a long blue dress and had a slender yet shapely figure. Her soft, beautiful face glared in anger, making her look like an angry, delicate little white rabbit.

"Oh?"

"You can actually appear in spirit form? Interesting!"