Back to Tang Hao.
After escaping with his life, Tang Hao raced straight toward their prearranged meeting place. But halfway there, he suddenly fell from the sky like a meteor, crashing into a forest below.
Bang!
With a deafening boom, the once-silent woods filled with smoke and dust. Tang Hao smashed through dozens of trees, snapping them at the waist, before his entire body sank into the ground. It was clear just how panicked he had been while fleeing—he had not even watched where he was going.
Given Tang Hao's condition, the backlash from the Great Sumeru Hammer and his old injuries should have knocked him unconscious. But because of the Asura God's intervention, he barely managed to cling to a shred of awareness. He dragged himself up from the ground in a miserable state, gasping for breath.
Feeling the sluggish Soul Power within his body, Tang Hao's expression turned bitter. Ring Detonation was powerful, but after using it once, his Soul Rings would disappear for three days before they could reform. Furthermore, if he wished to use Ring Detonation again, he had to wait thirty-six days; otherwise, his Soul Rings would vanish completely.
Thus, Tang Hao was now a blank-slate Douluo who possessed only the cultivation of a Titled Douluo, without a single Soul Skill.
Although Tang Hao had escaped Spirit City, he had not gotten very far. He did not dare linger. Earlier, his injuries had been too severe, causing him to pass out briefly. Though he had no idea why he had awakened so quickly, he could not worry about that now. He needed to find Tang San as soon as possible, then take him somewhere else to hide.
Sometimes, Tang Hao was truly like a rat. Before seeing a real cat, he was arrogant in every