As Bibi Dong slowly walked down the steps, a huge demon spider shadow behind her gradually solidified, exuding a chilling aura of death. The overwhelming power made the originally clear sky darken, and thick clouds like rolling ink blocked the brilliance of the sun.
"That's Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring!" The other Titled Douluo felt the breathtaking aura, and their pupils suddenly shrank like needlepoints, staring at the extremely dazzling blood-red Soul Ring behind Bibi Dong.
"Since you refuse to surrender, then you must die!" Bibi Dong's voice was as cold as the cold wind of winter. As he spoke, one of the nine Soul Rings behind him shone brightly.
The shadow of Death Spider Emperor raised its head to the sky and let out a silent roar. It opened its mouth and spit out a dark green light that shot straight towards Madara.
At this time, Madara was obviously injured and had no strength left. He seemed motionless as if he had given up struggling. He just watched the terrifying light coming in silently without blinking.
"You actually want to touch my son! Get away!" Along with a thunderous roar, a huge hammer shadow hit the light with a whimpering sound.
"I knew you would definitely take action! Dad!" Madara's clothes and long hair were ruffled by the aftermath of the blow, but he didn't care at all, looking at the reassuring figure as thick as a mountain, and said with a half-smile.
"Father, father!" Tang San stared blankly at the figure who had been thinking about him day and night for countless days. His eyes instantly turned red even though he did not shed tears when faced with such a desperate situation.
"Tang Hao! I didn't expect you to dare to show up!" The moment Bibi Dong saw the person coming, his endless murderous intent was released unabashedly like a raging tide and swept the entire place. Sisi stared at the figure who wanted to eat its flesh and said with a strong hatred that could not be overcome.
"Do you think I'm afraid of you?" Tang Hao slowly took off his hood and snorted coldly. The 100,000-year-old red Soul Ring behind him was also unusually conspicuous.
"Now that you're here, let's stay!" Bibi Dong Martial Soul has possessed her. The originally noble and holy pope instantly turned into a ferocious half-human, half-spider monster. With a spider mark on her forehead, she looked furious, but there was a glimmer of light in her eyes.
"Sons! Let's see what a real Martial Soul Avatar is!" Grandmaster Tang Hao faced the poison bomb fired by Bibi Dong calmly and confidently, holding Clear Sky Hammer like a hammer the size of a building colliding with the poison bomb with great force.
"Cut! It's not even half as big as my Susanoo!" Madara cut it with some disdain and said with great disappointment.
Tang Hao, who turned around and was about to take a few people away under the cover of smoke, staggered when he heard this and glared at Madara fiercely. "You are the only one who talks too much! Let's go!"
After the smoke and dust cleared, Soul Fighting several people on the stage had already disappeared without a trace.
After being carried into the clouds by Tang Hao for an unknown amount of time, Madara was finally thrown to the ground by him. However, unlike the time in the same year, Madara bowed slightly and lost his strength. He was not as embarrassed as the last time.
"Don't tell me, you've been living in Star Dou Great Forest's cave as a savage for the past few years!" Madara looked up and down at the primitive forest-like jungle that was full of traces of human life, then raised his eyebrows and asked rudely to Tang Hao who was putting down the fainting Tang San and others.
"This kid is still the same virtuous person after several years of seeing him!" Tang Hao paused for a moment. After some thought, he realized that he really couldn't deal with this kid without using his true strength, so he finally decided to resist the urge to fix Madara.
Seeing Tang Hao who was indifferent to Madara's provocation, Madara felt a little disappointed. He really wanted to have a fight with Tang Hao to satisfy his addiction.
"Your strength is already very good, what do you want to do in the future?" The sun had already set in the Western Mountain and night had fallen. Madara and Tang Hao were sitting in front of the extinguished bonfire. Tang Hao didn't even raise his head, as if he was concentrating on striking flints to make a fire, and said in a casual chat.
"Go and do what you can for the peace of this world!" Madara tossed his Kunai up and down with one hand, cupped his chin with the other hand and looked far away into the thick darkness in the distant forest, saying with an inexplicable tone.
"Peace?" Tang Hao's hand paused slightly, as if he had returned to the time ten years ago when he heard that Madara had become stronger in order to become stronger, and there was also a strange look on his weather-beaten cheeks.
It seems that my eldest son is so powerful, but why does he always think of weird things?
"It's peace!" Madara seemed to also see Tang Hao's disbelief, and he recovered his mind and solemnly nodded his head and said, "Because I have seen the essence of this world, which is hatred!"
"Oh?" An expression of interest appeared on Tang Hao's face. He raised his eyebrows and stopped what he was doing, wanting to continue listening.
"You want to take revenge on the Spirit Hall because of hatred! Xiao Wu wants Bibi Dong to prosper his mother because of hatred!" Madara sighed after saying this, and glanced softly at Tang San who was still sleeping. then continued, "If I am not wrong, Xiao San will definitely be involved in this vortex and sink deeper and deeper in the future. This is inevitable! Because I am afraid that there is no place in the entire continent, even in the depths of Star Dou Great Forest, where hatred does not exist!"
Madara held out five fingers and said emphatically, "I dare to bet you that this continent will be in chaos in at least five years, because the hatred has been accumulated to the limit and has to explode!"
Madara is very certain about this, because in Shinobi World she had witnessed the outbreak of several world wars and even participated in them, and she had long seen the essence of the world through its appearance.
"Then you want to end this hatred by yourself and gain the peace you mentioned?" Tang Hao started to strike the flint again, chatting at random.
"No! That won't work at all! After all, human potential has its limits!" Madara said very firmly, "Unless you stop being a human being!" He had already tried this path in his previous life when he was Shinobi World, but it would only create greater hatred!
"I want to create a big force and let them inherit my ideas. It must be strong enough to maintain the peace of this world even if I die!" Madara stated his thoughts.
Just like Hashirama founded Konoha, even if he died, Will of Fire would still be passed down endlessly. Maybe he has begun to understand Hashirama's approach. If one person can't do it, then a group of people will do it. If one generation can't do it, then let the next generation do it. But this does not mean that Madara agrees with Hashirama's concept of peace. Naturally, Madara can replace old wine with new wine and replace it with his own concept of peace. Of course, this force must be strong enough to form a deterrent, and cannot be too fragile like Konoha.
Madara shook his head when he saw that Tang Hao was already dark and the fire had not started yet. He felt speechless and said, "No wonder you relied on the two of us brothers when we were Sacred Soul Village. You couldn't survive without Xiao San washing clothes and cooking, right?"
Madara slowly raised his hand and stretched out a finger. The next moment, along with Soul Power, a flame came from the finger and ignited the bonfire.
If you can light a fire, you're still here watching your daddy's jokes! Tang Hao silently threw the fire aside.
"How did you do it? I see you didn't use Martial Soul and Soul Skill?" Seeing this scene, Tang Hao seemed to be interested and asked as if to change the topic.
"Practice makes perfect! You should actually think about it. If you don't use Soul Ring, you really can't use Soul Skill? Can't you kill people without using Soul Skill acquired hammer?" Madara slowly fiddled with the bonfire to make it burn brighter, and said slowly.
Self-Created Soul Skill? So is it really possible to release Soul Skill on Soul Ring using the method of Self-Created Soul Skill? Tang Hao is also Titled Douluo. After thinking about it for a while, he understood what Madara meant. His eyes shone brightly as he looked at his eldest son.
Madara, I really can't see through you more and more!