Bibi Dong Forces Tang San to Stab Tang Hao to Death with Hidden Weapons, the Despairing Clear Sky Douluo

Bibi Dong looked at the gleaming blood-red soul bone in her hand, a flicker of delight appearing in her eyes.

"So it's the Clear Sky Sect's Inheritance Soul Bone. As expected, it contains immensely powerful strength. In terms of quality, it is already close to a hundred-thousand-year soul bone. This trip was not in vain after all..."

Only after saying that did Bibi Dong look once more at Tang Hao, who was bleeding and trembling beside her.

Tang Hao, now left with only one arm and one leg, no longer had the slightest will to fight. Bound in midair by purple Soul Power, his face held only profound terror and blankness, while every inch of flesh on his body trembled.

"No, no... This isn't real. I am the Clear Sky Douluo. I will never be reduced to this, never..."

Tang Hao, his eyes already somewhat crazed, let out another furious roar. Yet the movement tugged at his wounds, making his expression even more agonized and twisted.

In a flash, Bibi Dong appeared before the mutilated Tang Hao. Holding the blood-red soul bone, she said teasingly, "Thank you, Tang Hao. I am very satisfied with the soul bone taken from your body. This soul bone passed down through generations of the Clear Sky Sect will belong to Spirit Hall from now on. The soul bone in your left leg should be like this one too, shouldn't it? Why not take it off yourself and personally offer it to this Pope..."

Seeing the murderous smile on Bibi Dong's face and the gleaming red soul bone in her hand, Tang Hao instantly regained his senses. His aged face twisted viciously again, the killing intent in his eyes surging to its limit as he roared through a mouthful of blood, "Bibi Dong, you vicious woman! If not for the old wounds within my body having yet to heal, how could you possibly defeat me today? Even if I, Tang Hao, die, I will never let you obtain another soul bone from me..."

After saying that, Tang Hao forcibly mobilized the Soul Power within him. The ribs in his body broke one by one, yet the Clear Sky Hammer unexpectedly appeared once more in his trembling left hand.

The next moment, Tang Hao used the last of his strength to raise the Clear Sky Hammer with his only remaining left arm and aimed it at his own pierced chest.

Tang Hao's eyes were now filled with despair. He knew that no matter what, he could no longer kill Bibi Dong. At this moment, he wanted to commit suicide—to use the Clear Sky Hammer to smash his body and the few remaining soul bones on him into pieces.

Although doing so would leave not even a corpse behind and reduce him to dust, at least he would no longer be humiliated by this vicious woman before him...

To Tang Hao, that was even more unbearable than death.

At this moment, Tang Hao felt deeply ashamed before his father and the entire Clear Sky Sect. He forcefully turned his head toward Luo Chen, Tang San, and the others, making his final plea...

"Sword Dao Chen Xin, Sect Master Ning, although I, Tang Hao, failed to defeat this vicious woman, I have still consumed much of her Soul Power. I beg you two to take Tang San away from here. Tang San possesses Twin Martial Souls. In the future, he will surely become a hundred times stronger than this useless father of his. He will join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. This is my final wish..."

Tang Hao's voice carried intense grief and fury, echoing through the valley that had long since become ruins...

"Father... Don't... Father... Come down quickly..."

Tang San had already fallen to his knees, his eyes fixed desperately on Tang Hao in the air, who had only a left arm and left leg remaining. He let out a despairing cry.

Luo Chen, who had just stepped down from the carriage, looked at Tang San, whose eyes were bloodshot and who was on the verge of collapse. A barely noticeable smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

Tang San was not even stuttering now. As expected, a father's love was as solid as a mountain; the bond between father and son ran deep...

"Sword Uncle, are we really going to watch this happen?"

Ning Fengzhi looked anxiously at Sword Douluo beside him.

Sword Douluo stared solemnly at Bibi Dong in the air and said seriously, "Sect Master, haven't you noticed that this woman still has not used her full strength? You have seen her cruelty. Do you want Rongrong and our disciples to face such a terrifying existence in the future as well?"

"Rongrong..."

Hearing Sword Douluo's words, Ning Fengzhi hurriedly glanced at Ning Rongrong in the carriage, whose pretty face had already gone pale from fright.

"Her... It's her, it's her voice. Who exactly is Xiao Chen's sister..."

Although Ning Rongrong could not see Bibi Dong in the air, she had recognized her voice. She tightly gripped the carriage window's frame, her legs trembling uncontrollably.

"Don't be afraid, Rongrong. With Sword Uncle and me here, we won't let anyone hurt you..." Ning Fengzhi naturally did not know what Ning Rongrong was thinking and assumed she had merely been frightened.

After comforting Ning Rongrong, Ning Fengzhi immediately withdrew the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in his hand. He no longer dared to entertain any thoughts of launching a sneak attack against Bibi Dong.

Although Ning Fengzhi still believed that with the support of his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, Sword Douluo should be able to fight the current Bibi Dong, seeing the Clear Sky Douluo's miserable defeat filled his heart with an inexplicable fear.

Ning Fengzhi knew that regardless of whether Sword Douluo could defeat Bibi Dong, it would still be easy for Bibi Dong to kill his daughter Ning Rongrong amid the chaos. Thus, he completely abandoned that thought.

Tang Hao, still in the air, also heard Tang San's agonized cries, but he did not dare look again.

Unconcealed grief and despair filled Tang Hao's eyes. He had already poured his final Soul Power into the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, then swiftly smashed it toward his pierced chest.

"Big Brother, Father, every elder of the Clear Sky Sect... I, Tang Hao, have failed you all. I do not deserve the title of Clear Sky Douluo. Please forget this useless man forever. Never come looking for me, and do not avenge me."

"More than ten years ago, I failed to protect A Yin. More than ten years later, I let my son Tang San suffer such miserable torment and allowed this vicious woman to seize the Clear Sky Sect's Inheritance Soul Bone. I, Tang Hao, no longer have the face to remain in this world..."

These were Tang Hao's final thoughts. He was ready to leave this world completely.

"Pfft..."

Just as Tang Hao thought he was about to be freed, his left arm suddenly stiffened. A stabbing pain came from his wrist, and the final trace of Soul Power he had gathered on the Clear Sky Hammer immediately dispersed. The dark Clear Sky Hammer instantly vanished from his hand.

"What... No... No..."

Tang Hao stared in terror at his bleeding wrist, only to suddenly feel as if countless poisonous insects were gnawing at his entire body. His skin began to rot away bit by bit.

"Tang Hao, even if you wish to die, you need this Pope's permission. This Pope does not want you dead yet. You had better obediently live like a dog. Otherwise, I will inflict every bit of the torment meant for you upon your son Tang San. If you die, your son Tang San will suffer a hundred times more miserably than you..."

Bibi Dong had released the Death Domain. Looking at the horrifically mutilated Tang Hao, her voice made his entire body shudder. It was as if he had suddenly forgotten all his pain, and he immediately roared pleadingly at Bibi Dong, "No... No... Your Holiness the Pope, I beg you, spare my son. What I, Tang Hao, have done has nothing to do with my son. I beg you, do not torture my son. As long as you are willing to spare him, I, Tang Hao, am willing to endure all the pain, even if I have to personally give you the soul bones on my body..."

Only after seeing that Tang Hao could barely speak did Bibi Dong suddenly withdraw the Death Domain. A dreamy smile appeared on her beautiful face as she said, "It seems you are not stupid after all. Your son does not have your powerful endurance. The reason you have lasted until now is because of the hundred-thousand-year soul ring your soul beast wife sacrificed to you, isn't it? But if your son endures the pain from earlier, he will collapse. Yet I will not let him die. I will let him remain trapped in such pain, little by little, as his limbs are severed and his eyes gouged out. What do you think, Clear Sky Douluo?"

"Don't... I beg you... Your Holiness the Pope, let all the pain be borne by me, Tang Hao. Please spare my son. He is the only son of A Yin and me. He is still young. He knows nothing..."

Upon hearing Bibi Dong's words, Tang Hao was truly terrified. Tears Streaming Down his aged face, he began to beg Bibi Dong through sobs.

Even though he had once been the Clear Sky Douluo, the youngest Title Douluo on the continent, merely imagining Tang San suffering such cruel torment made Tang Hao terrified and weak. Tears ran down his aged face in anguish and misery, and his left leg began to bend as he prepared to kneel before Bibi Dong.

Tang Hao was, after all, a father and a husband...

A man could become fearless for his wife and son, but he could also become incredibly fragile because of them.

At this moment, Tang Hao had only one thought in his heart: protect his son Tang San and prevent him from suffering such pain as well.

This woman was too cruel. If Tang San fell into her hands...

Tang Hao did not dare think any further. Nor did he dare die anymore. He feared that if he died, this woman would truly inflict all the torment meant for him upon his son Tang San.

This woman was already a Level 99 Limit Douluo. Even if Tang San fled to the Imperial Palace, he would not escape her pursuit.

"You are actually crying. I truly did not expect the Clear Sky Douluo to be like this as well. Since that is the case, then show this Pope your resolve and sincerity in front of your son. Only then will this Pope temporarily spare your son and let you be a half-dead dog. But at least your son will live. That is not so bad, is it?"

After saying that, Bibi Dong lightly stepped forward. Purple Soul Power wrapped around Tang Hao's broken body, and the two figures instantly vanished from midair.

"Hm?" Luo Chen, who had been watching with great interest, blinked. He suddenly discovered that Tang Hao's mutilated body had been thrown before Tang San and rolled across the ground a few times.

Tang Hao's ability to hold on until now was also beyond Luo Chen's expectations. The red light that had pierced Tang Hao's chest earlier was a skill attached to the hundred-thousand-year soul bone at Bibi Dong's waist. Its destructive power was sufficient to pierce through everything and tear apart the clouds.

Combined with Bibi Dong's other hundred-thousand-year soul bone, which could replicate any soul skill, its might was already comparable to a divine skill.

Furthermore, Bibi Dong also possessed the hundred-thousand-year soul bone of Xiao Wu's mother. The skill attached to that soul bone allowed her to temporarily enter an invincible state, immune to damage below the divine level.

Earlier, Bibi Dong had used the Death Spider Emperor's giant scythe explosion to withstand most of the damage from the Great Sumeru Hammer enhanced by Ring Detonation. Then she had used the soul bone skill of the hundred-thousand-year Soft Bone Rabbit to appear unharmed before Tang Hao.

Aside from that, Bibi Dong possessed the ninth soul skill, Undying Body, the seven soul skills of her second martial soul, and seamless switching between Twin Martial Souls. Even in the original story, Tang Hao using the Great Sumeru Hammer had not been her match.

Only today did Luo Chen truly see how powerful Level 99 Bibi Dong was.

She possessed two sets of soul skills from Twin Martial Souls, and her entire body was covered in hundred-thousand-year soul bones. The Death Spider Emperor excelled at poison attacks and long-range combat, while the spider spears of the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor possessed unmatched penetrating power. In close combat, they were enough to crush assault-type martial souls.

Bibi Dong's strength had never been fully displayed in the original work. Before becoming a god, her true combat power was far beyond what Golden Crocodile Douluo could compare to.

Tang Hao had also suffered two attacks from Bibi Dong's Soul Devouring Spider Emperor—Eternal Creation and Half Moon. The deadly poison was still corroding his body. Any other Title Douluo would have died long ago.

One of the soul skills A Yin's hundred-thousand-year soul ring granted Tang Hao was an incomparably powerful recovery ability. It might also have included the ability to fly, seemingly just like her soul bone.

As Luo Chen was thinking, Bibi Dong's beautiful and seductive figure suddenly appeared before everyone in the next moment.

Bibi Dong now held that golden scepter in her hand once more, and a dreamy smile still lingered on her face. Her beautiful eyes immediately looked toward Luo Chen, who stood at the edge. She even gave him a light wink before shifting her gaze away and once again becoming the domineering female villain who filled everyone present with incomparable fear.

Damn, Dong'er is being naughty again. But I like it...

Looking at Bibi Dong, who held the golden scepter as her silver gauze skirt hung slightly torn, exposing the snow-white skin of her waist and her alluring legs, a trace of heat appeared in Luo Chen's eyes.

If they did not need to keep acting right now, Luo Chen would have rushed over long ago, embraced Bibi Dong, and pinned her down. This woman was simply too captivating. No other woman in Douluo possessed such dominance and cruelty.

Or perhaps being pinned down by Bibi Dong would be just as wonderful. After all, a queen's affection was also incomparably gentle and exquisitely delightful.

Bibi Dong was indeed beautiful and seductive at this moment, but aside from Luo Chen, everyone else present revealed fear in their eyes when they saw her appear.

Ning Fengzhi immediately retreated several steps, placing himself before Ning Rongrong's carriage.

Sword Douluo appeared to be standing in front of Ning Fengzhi, his face seemingly calm, but his grip around the Seven Kill Sword was tight.

Tang Hao, who had rolled before Tang San, Dai Mubai, Flander, and the others, now had only his left leg and left arm remaining. The sight caused Tang San to collapse once again. Tears streamed from his eyes, his throat had gone hoarse, and he trembled as he crawled toward Tang Hao while crying out, "Father, I'll take you home. We'll return to Holy Soul Village. I'll cook for you, Father..."

But before Tang San could crawl over, Flander grabbed his arm.

Flander said nothing. He directly handed Tang San over to Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun behind him, his expression calm as he said, "You two, take Tang San and leave quickly. Do not look back. Escape as far as you can..."

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun also released their martial souls, gripping Tang San's two arms tightly.

Tang San no longer had any fighting spirit. His eyes were merely fixed on Tang Hao as tears continued to pour down his face and he kept letting out hoarse cries.

Hearing Flander's words, Dai Mubai glanced at Tang Hao lying on the ground. As a prince of the Star Luo Empire, despair also appeared in his eyes. "Run? Where can we run to... The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect came to protect us, yet they did not help Tang San's father. What use are those people..."

After saying that, Dai Mubai looked resentfully at Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and the others in the distance.

Dai Mubai also felt somewhat ready to give up. Although his bond with Tang San was indeed deep, he understood even more clearly that the woman before them was simply not someone he could deal with.

Even Tang San's father, the legendary Clear Sky Douluo, had suffered a miserable defeat at her hands.

Was there anyone in this world who could still be her opponent?

Thinking of that, Dai Mubai's hand gripping Tang San's arm loosened slightly. He felt that if this woman truly only wanted to kill Tang San, then there was indeed nothing he could do.

On the other side, Ma Hongjun saw Bibi Dong approaching with her scepter in hand and an overwhelming presence. His legs went weak once more, his arms trembled uncontrollably, and he was so frightened that he wet himself...

There was no helping it. Bibi Dong's two previous attacks had both dealt Ma Hongjun, that lecherous fat man, a brutal lesson. How could he still run now? He could only look pleadingly at Flander and say, "Dean, since this woman only wants to kill Tang San, let's hand Tang San over to her. I don't want to be beaten by her again. Just now, she slammed me face-first into the ground. I nearly lost the ability to have children..."

"Shut up..."

After glancing at Ma Hongjun, who had wet himself in fear, Flander wore a stern expression. When he looked up again, he suddenly discovered that Bibi Dong was already standing behind Tang Hao, one foot planted on Tang Hao's twisted and agonized face as she surveyed everyone with contempt.

"Watch out!" Flander shouted and released his Four-Eyed Cat Eagle martial soul once more, shielding Tang San and the others behind him.

He glanced at Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang, who was still vomiting blood in the distance with a pale face, then looked at the Clear Sky Douluo before him, who lay beneath Bibi Dong's foot in miserable agony.

Flander adjusted his glasses, and his eyes became fearless as he looked at the beautiful and seductive Bibi Dong. "Spirit Hall's Female Pope Bibi Dong is indeed ruthless. Even Clear Sky Crown has been injured so badly by you. It seems Shrek Academy is destined to face calamity today. In that case, send me on my way first..."

Bibi Dong gave Flander an indifferent glance, then looked at Tang San, who was lying on the ground crying in pain. Her red lips curled faintly as she said, "How interesting. I never expected that even now, you would still be willing to protect trash like Tang San. However, you need not be nervous. Tang Hao, whom this Pope is stepping on, has already agreed to obediently become a dog and kneel to beg this Pope for mercy. Since that is the case, this Pope will let his son live for another few years. After all, this Pope still wishes to announce it to the world and let everyone know that the current Clear Sky Douluo has become a dog..."

"What... That's impossible. How could Clear Sky Crown beg mercy from a vicious woman like you?" Flander's face was full of shock, but when he saw Tang Hao beneath Bibi Dong's foot, with that blank, numb, agonized expression, he suddenly froze.

Bibi Dong looked at Tang San, who lay on the ground crying and shouting, and said with a soft laugh, "Tang San, look carefully at everything your father has done for you. For your sake, he even gave up on suicide and willingly became a dog..."

As she spoke, Bibi Dong moved her foot away from Tang Hao's aged face and sneered, "Tang Hao, you heard what I said to you earlier clearly, didn't you? Now, kneel before this Pope and let me see your sincerity. Otherwise, all the pain that should have been yours will be borne by your son instead..."

"Xiao San, please spare Xiao San..." Tang Hao, already somewhat crazed and numb from torture, heard this and immediately propped himself up with one hand. He crawled up with all his strength, bent his left leg to the ground, and knelt before Bibi Dong, knocking his head fiercely against the ground.

"Please, Your Holiness the Pope, spare my son Xiao San..."

Having lost a leg and an arm, Tang Hao had great difficulty kneeling and kowtowing. He could barely keep himself upright, and his kowtows were slow, but blood was already flowing from his forehead as his wounds rapidly healed again...

"No... No... Father..."

Tang San watched his father Tang Hao, whom he had always seen as a towering figure, actually kneel before Bibi Dong and desperately kowtow for mercy. Everything felt so unreal, yet he was powerless to do anything. He could only endure the searing pain in his throat and keep crying out as tears fell once again.

At that moment, Tang Hao, who was kneeling and kowtowing with one leg, suddenly lost his balance. His left leg gave out, and he collapsed facedown onto the ground again.

"Trash..."

Bibi Dong, standing before him, kicked Tang Hao in the head with her shoe, sending him flying several meters away as he let out a miserable scream.

At that moment, Bibi Dong held her scepter and looked at the terrified Tang San. With a soft smile, she said, "Did you see that, Tang San? This is what your father is like now. He wants to plead for you and have this Pope spare your life, but he cannot even kneel properly. I am not satisfied. Now, I want you to take the poisoned needle hidden weapon you wanted to use against me earlier and slowly stab it into his mouth, making him swallow every last one of them and experience the pain you felt before..."