"Great Sumeru Hammer!!"
When the Break Evil Dragon collided with the Clear Sky Hammer, the sky was torn in two.
Time seemed to fall silent at that very moment.
But in the blink of an eye, a deafening boom that pierced heaven and earth exploded beside everyone's ears.
A terrifying shockwave spread outward in a ring. The ground within five miles was forcibly blasted dozens of meters downward, forming an enormous crater.
Everything within ten miles—rocks, trees, and all else—was devoured, reduced to level ground as though not a blade of grass could survive.
The phantom of the Break Evil Dragon in the sky shattered inch by inch. Blood seeped from Thousand Jun Douluo's and Falling Devil Douluo's mouths and noses, though their condition was still acceptable.
Radiant Plume Douluo came up behind them and supported them.
"Are you all right?"
"We're fine, but we'll probably need to rest for the next month."
Thousand Jun Douluo had not expected Tang Hao, after detonating all nine rings, to possess strength that had actually reached Rank 98.
If their Martial Soul Fusion Skill had not been strong enough, they would have been the ones to die today.
Tang Hao fell from the sky.
Spiderweb-like cracks appeared across the Clear Sky Hammer, and it fell as well.
When Tang Hao crashed into the ground, his chest was caved in. The backlash had long since pulverized his internal organs.
Not a single part of his internal organs remained intact.
Blood mixed with fragments of organs sprayed from his mouth, staining the ground red.
"This time... I really... have reached my limit..."
Tang Hao gazed at the still-trembling sky. In a daze, he saw his younger self.
So high-spirited.
So domineering.
But when had he changed?
It was... when he met Ah Yin, perhaps.
"In such a world, how could one not feel attached?"
"Xiao San, you must avenge me. You must return to the Clear Sky Sect."
As his words fell, the Clear Sky Hammer beside him cracked, shattered, and dispersed into specks of light.
The backlash from his shattered Martial Soul dealt Tang Hao one final blow.
Tang Hao was dead!
Golden Crocodile Douluo and the other two appeared.
Mighty Lion Douluo stomped Tang Hao's head apart, and a Soul Bone emerged.
"You sure talk too much."
Qing Luan Douluo walked up to Thousand Jun Douluo. "Are you all right, Old Six, Old Seven?"
"Cough, cough... We're fine. Not severely injured."
"That's good. Go back and get some proper rest."
By then, Mighty Lion Douluo had already retrieved the six Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones from Tang Hao's body.
"And there are also two Inheritance Soul Bones from the Clear Sky Sect." Mighty Lion Douluo smiled.
"Very good. This time, we can consider Xun Ji avenged." Golden Crocodile Douluo let out a breath.
"Second Brother, should we spread word of Tang Hao's death? It would be news that could shake the continent for our Spirit Hall as well," Qing Luan Douluo asked.
"We'll discuss it after we return."
"All right."
At that moment, at Nuoding Academy.
Tang San, who was forcing himself to vomit, suddenly felt his heart contract. An intense feeling of palpitations surged through him.
In his shock, he accidentally inhaled the thing he had vomited back in.
"Cough, cough..."
Slap!!
Tang San slapped himself across the face. He hated himself to death.
He had clearly already thrown it up, yet he had actually swallowed some of it again.
Disgusting!!
"But what exactly was that feeling of palpitations just now? I have a bad feeling about this." Tang San furrowed his brows.
"Could it be Father? But Father disappeared long ago. I don't even know where he went."
"Ah... forget it."
God Realm.
A dark red Divine Palace stood atop a blood-red sea of clouds, Liquid Killing Intent flowing over its surface.
Should anyone approach it, their mind would be affected.
Inside the Divine Palace, a slender figure clad in armor covered with dark red magic patterns sat upon the Divine Throne high above.
Dark red light swirled around him.
Asura God frowned. "How did Tang Hao die? The one meant to guard his path died just like that."
"That won't do. Otherwise, Tang San won't be able to survive."
"Fortunately, I left some Divine Power in his body."
"But... that Divine Power alone cannot revive him."
Asura God looked toward the entrance of the Divine Palace. On the other side of the great doors stood a man in a purple robe.
It was none other than Destruction God King, who had never gotten along with Asura God.
"Asura! Don't look at me. As long as I'm here, you won't be able to interfere with the lower realm."
Damn it.
Asura God cursed inwardly.
Wasn't he just looking for an inheritor? Why was it so troublesome?
"Ah... then I can only turn him into an Asura Puppet. That's not bad either. At least he'll retain his strength."
Douluo Continent.
Tang Hao's severed limbs, shattered organs, and other remnants of his body floated into the air. A blinding blood-red flash passed over his mangled corpse.
The light wriggled, forcibly pulling the scattered flesh and limbs together and stitching them back into place beneath its red glow.
A teeth-grating scraping sound rang out.
Asura Divine Power transformed into Scarlet Silk Threads, becoming Tang Hao's blood vessels, nerves, and more.
His skin, once somewhat yellowish, turned deathly gray. He no longer looked like a normal person.
His eyes had also turned completely Blood Red, hollow and violent, like those of a walking corpse.
Tang Hao dragged the restored Clear Sky Hammer in his right hand. Blood Red Killing Intent Entangling its hammerhead, while an inhuman sound came from his throat.
His whole body moved like a puppet on strings, every motion extremely stiff.
"Go. Guard your child."
"Do not make a move unless Tang San's life is in danger."
"Go."
Several days later.
"Tang Hao really died." Bibi Dong was slightly surprised.
"Your Holiness, it seems the information from before was true."
"Interesting... I wonder whether that person will appear again later. After all, Tang Hao still had a child back then."
After Radiant Plume Douluo and the others returned to Spirit Hall, they placed the Soul Bones in Spirit Hall's treasury.
The two Inheritance Soul Bones of the Clear Sky Sect were used to announce Tang Hao's death to the continent.
For a time, no matter where one was on the continent, news of Tang Hao's death spread rapidly.
Clear Sky Sect.
"Sect Master, look!! It would have been one thing if Tang Hao died, but he even sent our Clear Sky Sect's two great Inheritance Soul Bones to Spirit Hall."
The First Elder of the Clear Sky Sect had already been deeply dissatisfied with Tang Hao. This time, he was outright ready to curse him.
Tang Xiao ignored the First Elder. He looked up at the sky as scenes from their childhood surfaced in his mind.
What a pity... his second brother was dead.
He wanted revenge, but he lacked the ability, and the other Elders would not agree either.
The descendants of some Elders had died when Spirit Hall attacked their gates back then.
Thus, they placed their hatred upon Tang Hao.
In the end, Tang Hao had simply been weaker than Spirit Hall.
"Sect Master, say something! Our Clear Sky Sect only has three Inheritance Soul Bones in total, and we lost two of them at once."
"Yes, Sect Master! Those two are Soul Bones over Sixty Thousand Years old!"
All the Elders were extremely anxious.
Tang Xiao's Soul Bones were already full.
If those two Soul Bones could be recovered, their descendants would greatly benefit.
"What can I do!!" Tang Xiao erupted as he listened to the grating voices around him.
"Back then, Tang Hao was the genius you all praised. The moment something happened, you drove Tang Hao out. And you still have the nerve to talk about Soul Bones!"
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