Tang Hao, the God of Slaughter

Meanwhile, Zhao Zilong and Hu Liena were still in their room suppressing the Killing Intent within their bodies. Over the past month, both of them had participated in the Hell Slaughter Arena many times, and the Killing Intent on them had grown increasingly potent. Zhao Zilong possessed the Blue Silver Domain; as long as he activated it, he could dispel the negative effects on his body and suppress his Killing Intent even without drinking Yellow Springs Dew.

Killing Intent... At that moment, both Zhao Zilong and Hu Liena sensed a powerful Killing Intent. In the City of Slaughter, they could face assassination at any time. The Hell Slaughter Arena was not the only dangerous place; even everyday life was fraught with peril. In just one month, Zhao Zilong and Hu Liena had each encountered more than a dozen assassination attempts, so they were both exceptionally sensitive to Killing Intent.

With a boom, the wall was smashed apart, and a red Killing Intent rushed toward them.

Feeling that overwhelming Killing Intent and the oppressive presence of Soul Douluo-level Soul Power, Zhao Zilong's heart trembled.

Soon, as the smoke dispersed, a man clad in a black cloak appeared.

Zhao Zilong and Hu Liena both drew their weapons. Looking at the man before them, they felt immense pressure. Although they had suffered many attacks in the City of Slaughter, sometimes even facing attacks from dozens of people, they had never encountered anyone with such intense Killing Intent.

"Tang Hao." At that moment, Zhao Zilong noticed the newcomer's face. Though the hood obscured half of it, Zhao Zilong recognized him at once.

Tang Hao sneered and removed his hood. In a cold voice, he said, "Bibi Dong's disciples—today, I'll collect a portion of the humiliation your Spirit Hall brought me from the two of you first!"

As he spoke, Tang Hao summoned the Clear Sky Hammer. Beneath his feet appeared nine soul rings: Yellow Yellow Purple Purple Black Black Black Black Red.

Zhao Zilong immediately cursed, "Tang Hao, you really are shameless! You couldn't beat Bibi Dong, so you came looking for us instead? Go find Bibi Dong! I wasn't the one who broke your arm!"

Tang Hao paused slightly. Hearing Zhao Zilong directly call Bibi Dong by her name, a teasing smile curled at his lips. "What? Isn't Bibi Dong your teacher? You don't seem to respect her very much."

Zhao Zilong was panicking inside. This was the City of Slaughter! He simply could not use soul skills here. More importantly, although Tang Hao had lost an arm and his Soul Power had fallen to level 85, his strength was still formidable!

Looking around, Zhao Zilong remembered that he had taken Ah Yin's Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone and had now awakened the Blue Silver Emperor, preventing Tang San from awakening it. He had long guessed that Tang Hao would eventually come to kill him.

After all, as long as Zhao Zilong's martial soul was the Blue Silver Emperor, Tang San would inevitably suffer bloodline suppression when facing him in the future. Not to mention that Zhao Zilong had also taken Ah Yin's soul bone.

"Nana, run!" Zhao Zilong said in a low voice.

Before Hu Liena could react, Zhao Zilong had already charged forward.

"Fearless Charge..." To survive, he had to risk his life first. There was no choice but to force the issue. He accelerated into a charge and roared, "Triple Claw Strike!"

Seeing Zhao Zilong rush forward, Hu Liena knew that Tang Hao, like her teacher, was a God of Slaughter of the City of Slaughter. The instant she saw Tang Hao summon his martial soul, she understood that he could still use soul skills here. She immediately turned and fled.

"First Spear..."

Tang Hao casually blocked it, his brows immediately knitting together. This is... a soul skill?

"Second Spear, Third Spear..." Zhao Zilong attacked in rapid succession.

The second strike's power increased by fifty percent, while the third strike's power increased by one hundred percent. After receiving the third attack, Tang Hao was startled and involuntarily retreated half a step.

"Eight Trigrams Empty Palm..." With one palm strike, Tang Hao, having just received the third explosive blow, failed to react in time and was struck head-on by the Eight Trigrams Empty Palm. His entire body staggered several steps backward, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth as his throat tasted sweet.

"Eight Trigrams Mountain Breaking Strike..." After landing, Zhao Zilong charged forward again, intending to seize the opportunity to seriously injure Tang Hao.

Tang Hao swung the Clear Sky Hammer with domineering force and smashed it directly toward Zhao Zilong.

Zhao Zilong, who had just been about to unleash the Eight Trigrams Mountain Breaking Strike, immediately shifted from offense to defense and roared, "Eight Trigrams Palm: Heavenly Return..."

The blue vortex formed by Heavenly Return collided with the Clear Sky Hammer. The next instant, an explosion erupted, blasting both Zhao Zilong and Tang Hao several meters away.

"Brat, you've got some skill!" Tang Hao was slightly enraged. He was the mighty Clear Sky Douluo, yet he had been injured by a mere Soul King. Worse still, his invincible Clear Sky Hammer had been blocked by him. It was simply the greatest humiliation!

No wonder this brat had crushed all challengers in the Spirit Master Competition. He truly had real ability.

Even though Tang Hao had been careless just now, the fact that a mere Soul King could injure him made Tang Hao wary.

If this boy isn't eliminated, he'll become a great threat someday, Tang Hao thought. He paid little attention to the fleeing Hu Liena. After all, his purpose in coming to the City of Slaughter this time was to kill Zhao Zilong. As for Hu Liena, Tang Hao did not think much of her talent.

So it really won't work? Although I disrupted his meridians for an instant just now, Tang Hao is still Tang Hao. He recovered in only a moment. Zhao Zilong could not help thinking. Although Gentle Fist was the bane of close-combat Spirit Masters, Tang Hao possessed a weapon martial soul, so Gentle Fist had very limited restraining effect on him.

Run. That was Zhao Zilong's only thought now. Without another word, he used Lingbo Weibu, turned, and fled. The City of Slaughter was huge, after all. At worst, he could keep playing hide-and-seek with Tang Hao here forever.

"Brat, where do you think you're running?" Seeing Zhao Zilong turn and flee, Tang Hao became even more enraged. He absolutely had to kill this brat. Otherwise, it would only become harder to kill him in the future.

The two raced one after the other. Zhao Zilong's Lingbo Weibu was incredibly fast, always leaving an afterimage behind him as he moved.

Tang Hao brought his hammer down, but Zhao Zilong immediately dodged aside and ran in another direction.

"Brat..." Tang Hao watched Zhao Zilong's peculiar footwork. It was extraordinarily bizarre and incredibly fast. He immediately swung the Clear Sky Hammer and chased after him.

Zhao Zilong showed no mercy either, deliberately running toward crowded areas. In such places, Lingbo Weibu could display its greatest advantage. With other Spirit Masters and Fallen Ones in the way, Tang Hao could only leap onto the rooftops. Looking down at Zhao Zilong, he roared, "Kid, if you've got the guts, stop running..."

Even when facing a Titled Douluo, Tang Hao had never been this furious. Zhao Zilong was like a loach—fast and exceptionally difficult to catch.

When using the Clear Sky Hammer, Tang Hao devoted all his attributes to strength. He fought others head-on without fear, even if his opponent was stronger than him. But against someone like Zhao Zilong, he felt as though his strength had nowhere to go.

Zhao Zilong sneered when he heard that. "Tang Hao, are you an idiot? You want to kill me, yet you're telling me not to run? I'm just a little Soul King, and you expect me to face a Titled Douluo? No, that's not right. You're crippled now. You only have level 85 Soul Power left. The title of Clear Sky Douluo has long since become outdated."

"You little brat..." Tang Hao was enraged. He jumped down from the rooftop and brought his hammer down directly on Zhao Zilong.

Tang Hao's attacks were all strength-based, and a hammer was top-heavy. Once a strike was launched, it was difficult to alter its direction in midair. With the Byakugan's three-hundred-and-sixty-degree field of vision and Lingbo Weibu's agile speed, Zhao Zilong could almost predict Tang Hao's attack trajectory.

With a step of Lingbo Weibu, he dodged the attack.

With a deafening boom, the Clear Sky Hammer struck the ground and blasted out a huge crater. Dust and smoke from the explosion spread in every direction, and before the surrounding crowd could react, they were sent flying by the blast.

Zhao Zilong sprang up from the ground with a kip-up. Amid the crowd, Lingbo Weibu's advantage became apparent. He weaved left and right through the people around him and fled into the distance.

"Brat, stop right there..." Tang Hao immediately chased after him. But seeing the crowd blocking his path, he swung his hammer furiously and roared, "Get out of my way!"

The Clear Sky Hammer swept out. With a single blow, several people blocking his path were smashed into bloody pulp. Holding the Clear Sky Hammer in one hand, he swung it rapidly, hammering to death every Spirit Master who stood in his way.