Tang Hao had never imagined that someone could pinpoint his hiding place so precisely and dispatch four Titled Douluo to attack him.
Facing one Hundred Thousand Year Soul Skill and one ninety-thousand-year soul skill, Tang Hao could only unleash the Haotian Nine Absolutes. Relying on his footwork and positioning, he barely evaded the Core Clan Elder's attack, but his left arm was struck by Zhuang Jingxing's attack.
His left arm instantly exploded into a cloud of blood mist. The Spirit Bone inside flew toward Zhuang Jingxing, who collected it.
This Spirit Bone was the one Tang Hao and Tang Xiao had seized years ago after murdering Zhuang Ziliang.
Though he had been prepared, when Zhuang Jingxing saw with his own eyes the Spirit Bone his father had never had the chance to absorb burst out of Tang Hao's body, his Soul Power surged once more. Regardless of the cost, he unleashed his Ninth Soul Skill again and attacked Tang Hao.
Tang Hao also recognized the identities of the four at this moment and understood why they had come to assassinate him. He had never imagined that the Pure Yang Sacred Leopard Clan, which had gradually declined back then, now possessed four Titled Douluo. Two of them even had Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings, just like him.
In that instant, humiliation turned into rage. He felt like a clown whose darkest scars had been ripped open for all to see!
Tang Hao had always considered himself righteous, but now he saw that the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring he had painstakingly schemed for, even going so far as to murder his wife and betray his sect to obtain, was possessed by others as well. There were even two of them, and they belonged to people who had once been beneath him.