Tang Hao Joins Luo Shen Hall

Tang Hao stared blankly at Yun Ming. "How do you know Clear Sky Sect's most closely guarded secret?!"

"A closely guarded secret?" Yun Ming had not considered that. His memories of history had all been erased, but he still remembered Clear Sky Sect's Ring Detonation secret technique.

"You know our Clear Sky Sect's secret technique?" Tang Hao asked again, only to deny it inwardly. The Great Sumeru Hammer had been created by his grandfather and passed down for merely two generations. Only three people knew of it.

"So you do know it. Use it." Yun Ming offered no explanation, while Tang Hao temporarily suppressed his doubts. Fanatical battle intent erupted from his eyes. "Let me see just how strong you really are!"

"Detonate!"

With that shout, Tang Hao's first ring instantly exploded. Surging Soul Power poured into the Clear Sky Hammer, and his strength rose by thirty percent in an instant!

"Not enough. Far from enough!" Yun Ming dissolved Tang Hao's attack with a single spear thrust. At the same time, he traced a circle with the spearhead, imprisoning an area three hundred meters across.

"Detonate again!"

Tang Hao swung the Clear Sky Hammer once more. With Chaotic Cloak combined with Ring Detonation, bolstered by his domain and soul skills, his strength surged straight toward the threshold of Rank 99.

"Still not enough."

"Again!"

Refusing to yield, Tang Hao detonated his third and fourth rings at the same time. His strength instantly broke through the threshold of Rank 99.

Yet even among Rank 99s, there was still a vast difference. Tang Hao had only just crossed that threshold; he could not even be considered the weakest Rank 99.

"Too weak."

Even as Tang Hao swung the Clear Sky Hammer, churning heaven and earth until the skies changed color, Yun Ming still held his spear one-handed. Spear light flickered as he effortlessly neutralized Tang Hao's attacks.

Tang Hao's expression turned cold. He stacked Chaotic Cloak to eighty-one strikes, then, aside from the red soul ring, four black soul rings instantly exploded.

"Great Sumeru Hammer!"

Though it was not the Great Sumeru Hammer with all nine rings detonated, Tang Hao was still confident that he could shake Yun Ming.

However, there was always a thin line between ideals and reality.

Yun Ming's spear did not yield even half a step. Yet from his expression, it was not hard to tell that when he made that thrust, he had used both hands. Though it looked ordinary, and even the force of the Clear Sky Hammer had completely dispersed without spreading outward, Yun Ming had still struck in earnest.

"Why didn't you detonate the ninth ring?" Yun Ming asked.

After eight rings exploded and that hammer fell, Tang Hao's aura rapidly weakened, his strength declining just as swiftly. He did not explain. Instead, he slowly descended. Within the three-hundred-meter area Yun Ming had sealed off, violent winds raged, making Tang Hao's robes flap wildly and leaving him unsteady on his feet.

Yun Ming raised his spear toward the sky and casually guided it. The howling gale surged up, and the ground instantly returned to calm.

"Thank you for your guidance, Senior!" Tang Hao did not dare act presumptuously. This man was undoubtedly an existence on the same level as his grandfather, perhaps even far beyond him.

"Mm, you needn't call me Senior. I should be younger than you." Yun Ming possessed unmatched strength and extraordinary talent, becoming a Limit Douluo before the age of forty. At Tang Hao's age, he had not even reached Rank 90.

This was not merely a difference in talent, but also in theory and resources.

In today's Douluo Continent, almost no one used spiritual medicines or external aids. Yet twenty thousand years later, using such aids to break through and improve one's aptitude had become a mature system.

"May I ask where you are from, Senior? Why are you not on the Heavenly Ranking?" Tang Hao finally voiced the doubt in his heart.

"Luo Shen Hall. As for why I am not on the Heavenly Ranking, my Hall Master is not on it. As his subordinate, how would I dare to enter the ranking?"

Yun Ming was not originally from this world, so how could he possibly be listed on the Heavenly Ranking?

"Luo Shen Hall?" Tang Hao shook his head slightly. He had never heard of it. But judging from Yun Ming's words, Luo Shen Hall's Hall Master was Luo Chuan?

Why had a force with a Limit Douluo never made a name for itself on Douluo Continent? Tang Hao had traveled the continent for ten years and encountered quite a few Secluded Sects, yet he had never heard even a single word about Luo Shen Hall.

As Luo Chuan watched Yun Ming and Tang Hao converse, his gaze shifted slightly. He then looked at Ya Li and said, "Senior Ya Li, help Clear Sky Douluo recover."

"Yes!" Ya Li's plain dress fluttered gently. Behind her, the Prayer Angel martial soul manifested. A breeze blew, and a stream of pure white holy light slowly drifted toward Tang Hao.

As the glowing light entered his body, Tang Hao's aura rapidly recovered. He turned his gaze toward Ya Li, his pupils suddenly shrinking. "Th-this... She, she's also a Limit Douluo?"

"My wife is a support-type soul master. She is also at the Limit."

The moment Ya Li acted, Yun Ming saw through Luo Chuan's intention. He immediately said, "You have good talent. If you join Luo Shen Hall, I can guide your cultivation. The Limit is not far from you."

After speaking, Yun Ming slowly returned to stand behind Luo Chuan, side by side with Ya Li.

Ya Li withdrew her martial soul as well. Tang Hao's aura stabilized, though he would still need half a month of recuperation to truly return to his peak.

"I come from a sect. How can I join another sect?" Tang Hao sighed. If he wanted revenge against Spirit Hall, borrowing Luo Shen Hall's strength would indeed be a shortcut.

"Clear Sky Douluo may consider it himself. However, Rong Rong has also joined Luo Shen Hall. My Luo Shen Hall seeks talented geniuses and powerful experts from across the world. We do not meddle in mundane disputes, nor do we force anyone against their will."

Luo Chuan spoke as if casually.

Hearing this, Tang Hao glanced at Ning Rongrong and nodded slightly. "Even the successor of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has been brought aboard by you.

But if I seek revenge against Spirit Hall someday, what will you do?"

"Help neither side. However... I am planning to bring Spirit Hall under my command, so internal conflict will not do."

Luo Chuan's words left everyone dumbfounded, but Tang Hao merely chuckled. "Your ambitions are not small."

"...Senior, are you truly willing to guide my cultivation?" Tang Hao looked toward Yun Ming. With guidance from a Limit Douluo—and one with a strong attack-type weapon martial soul like his own—the time it took him to reach the Limit would be shortened by more than half.

"You will have to ask the Hall Master." Yun Ming wore a gentle smile. His easygoing appearance gave no indication that he was a Limit Douluo.

Tang Hao hesitated repeatedly, his gaze moving back and forth between Yun Ming and Luo Chuan more than ten times. "I am still a member of Clear Sky Sect."

"Of course. That has nothing to do with joining Luo Shen Hall. Just like Rong Rong, I will not use her to interfere with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Oh, and I can revive the Blue Silver Emperor. At most, it will take ten years." Luo Chuan dropped a bombshell.

Tang Hao's entire body shook. He stared at Luo Chuan in shock, as though looking at a monster. Yet what he felt even more was joy—boundless joy.

"I... I am willing to join Luo Shen Hall and serve at the Hall Master's command. I only ask that you revive my wife, Ah Yin."

Luo Chuan's words confused many people. Wasn't the Blue Silver Emperor Tang San's martial soul? Why was there talk of revival?

"Your wife was actually a soul beast in human form?" Even Yun Ming had not expected this. He had never imagined that Tang Hao's wife had been transformed from a Blue Silver Emperor soul beast.

"Yes. Back then, Spirit Hall hunted my wife, seeking her soul ring and soul bone. I was no match for them. She sacrificed herself to me and left behind a seed."

Tang Hao spoke only vaguely, but Yun Ming and Ya Li completely filled in the details in their minds.

"Clear Sky Douluo, sign the contract. This contract does not merely bind you; it also binds Luo Shen Hall." Luo Chuan handed over the Contract Stele.

Tang Hao took a deep breath and signed it with a drop of blood. With a Limit Douluo standing guard, he believed Luo Chuan would not need to deceive him or plot against him.

He and Luo Chuan had no grievances or enmity.