Tang Hao Takes Action

Just as Chrysanthemum Douluo rejoiced wildly over the increase in his strength, and forces across the continent were shaken by the "Immortal Grade Martial Soul" and its generous rewards.

A ghostlike figure was speeding over mountains and rivers.

Its destination was Shrek Academy in Suotuo City, Balak Kingdom.

This figure was shrouded in faint black mist, its aura cold and elusive.

It was Ghost Douluo, Gui Mei, who had been ordered by the Pope to capture Xiao Wu, the transformed Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast!

Naturally, he had also seen the information on the Sky Screen about Yue Guan's Martial Soul making the rankings.

He saw the Golden Light Pillar rising into the sky in the distance.

The corners of Gui Mei's mouth twitched slightly beneath the shadows, and he could not help feeling sincerely happy for his old partner.

"That old chrysanthemum got pretty lucky. An Immortal Grade Martial Soul... Hmph, he really got to show off this time."

Gui Mei thought to himself, his tone carrying a trace of barely noticeable envy.

He and Yue Guan had partnered for decades and were extremely close.

Though they often bickered, their bond ran deep.

Yue Guan's increase in strength would bring enormous benefits to Spirit Hall and to their Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Two Poles Still Domain.

However, that happiness was quickly replaced by a hint of unease.

"Even that old chrysanthemum's Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum only ranked sixth... Then my Martial Soul..."

Gui Mei's heart sank.

His Martial Soul was exceedingly special. It had arisen through a mutation after death, combining a mutated Body Martial Soul with Soul Awakening. It was an eerie existence unique to Douluo Continent.

He believed his uniqueness was in no way inferior to Yue Guan's, but the Heavenly Ranking was unpredictable, and he could not be completely certain.

"Forget it. This is not the time to think about that."

Gui Mei cast aside his distracting thoughts, and his gaze turned cold and sharp once more.

"Your Excellency the Pope's orders come first. I must reach Shrek Academy as soon as possible and capture that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast!"

According to the intelligence, Shrek Academy had only two Soul Saints, Flender and Zhao Wuji, along with Yu Xiaogang, a Master of Theory. They were nothing to fear.

He alone was enough to sweep them aside!

With that thought, Gui Mei accelerated again, his body turning into an almost invisible phantom.

He tore through the air and sped away.

Shrek Academy.

The atmosphere was so solemn it seemed ready to drip with water.

After Tang Hao left with Tang San and Xiao Wu, Flender, Zhao Wuji, Yu Xiaogang, and the remaining Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and the others.

Immediately packed their belongings as quickly as possible.

"Quick! Everyone, follow me!"

"We must leave Suotuo City's territory immediately!"

Flender's face was ashen as he spoke urgently. He spread his Owl Wings and kept watch from the air.

Zhao Wuji guarded the front of the group like an iron tower, his expression grave. Yu Xiaogang kept urging the children onward, his brows tightly furrowed, his heart filled with worry for the future.

However, just as they stepped out of the academy's rundown gate and prepared to flee while they still could...

"Buzz!"

A cold, Dead Silence-like aura that seemed capable of freezing souls descended without warning.

The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped, and the light dimmed.

Twisted, blurry ghostly figures appeared out of thin air.

They let out silent howls and instantly surrounded everyone from Shrek Academy, as though they had fallen into the Netherworld Ghost Domain!

"Oh? And where do you think you're going?"

A strange, mocking voice carrying cold killing intent seemed to come from all directions.

It drifted unpredictably, sending a chill down their scalps.

"Not good!"

Yu Xiaogang sensed this familiar, terrifying aura and combined it with the ghostly figures everywhere.

A name instantly surfaced in his mind. He cried out, "It's Spirit Hall's Ghost Douluo! Gui Mei!"

At his cry, the ghostly figures diffusing through the surroundings suddenly gathered, converging in the distance like rivers flowing into the sea.

A figure entirely shrouded in a wide black robe slowly condensed into form, its body flickering as though it had no physical substance.

He was Ghost Douluo Gui Mei, who had hurried here!

"Hand over Xiao Wu, and I can spare everyone at Shrek Academy."

Gui Mei's voice was low and hoarse, carrying unquestionable authority.

"Otherwise... today, every one of you will become a ghost beneath my hands!"

As he spoke, his immense Mental Power, belonging to a Titled Douluo, spread outward like mercury spilling across the ground.

It carefully scanned every person present and every corner of the academy.

"Hm? Where is she?"

Yet after several searches.

He found neither the unique aura of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast nor any trace of Xiao Wu.

Gui Mei frowned, and his gaze gradually turned cold and furious.

He had rushed here at full speed as soon as he received the information. Could he still have arrived too late?

Yu Xiaogang endured the terrifying pressure of a Titled Douluo, took a deep breath, stepped forward, and said in a low voice.

"Ghost Douluo, there is no need to waste your efforts."

"Xiao Wu... she is no longer at the academy. She has returned to the Star Dou Great Forest."

"What?"

Gui Mei's aura instantly became violent, his cold killing intent almost solidifying into substance.

Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and the others felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar. Their bodies stiffened, and even breathing became difficult.

"You actually dared to let her escape!"

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black!

Nine Soul Rings instantly rose beneath Gui Mei's feet.

The terrifying pressure of a Titled Douluo erupted without restraint, like a towering mountain crushing down upon Flender, Zhao Wuji, and the others.

Their faces turned pale, and even circulating their Soul Power became difficult.

"Since you let go of the person personally named by Your Excellency the Pope, you can only use your lives to make up for it!"

Gui Mei's voice brimmed with violent killing intent.

His gaze swept across the crowd before lingering briefly on Yu Xiaogang, a trace of wariness flashing through his eyes.

He knew of Yu Xiaogang's past with Pope Bibi Dong. Today, he could kill Flender, kill Zhao Wuji, and kill those students.

But Yu Xiaogang... he had better be left for the Pope to deal with personally.

"Xiaogang, take the children and go! We'll hold him back!"

Flender's eyes were bloodshot as he roared. He and Zhao Wuji simultaneously unleashed their Martial Soul Avatars, ready to risk their lives to win the students a sliver of hope.

Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and the others were already terrified out of their wits. Faced with a Titled Douluo's killing intent, they could barely even form the thought of resisting.

At this critical moment!

"Buzz!"

A muffled, incomparably heavy sound of air tearing suddenly came from the sky.

An overwhelmingly domineering, terrifying aura that seemed capable of smashing the heavens descended in an instant!

A massive black hammer, wrapped in dark crimson patterns and radiating endless power and an aura of Destruction, appeared overhead.

Like a falling meteor, it carried overwhelming force.

It smashed viciously toward Gui Mei's position!

At the same time, an icy, domineering voice like a thunderclap rang through the night sky:

"A little ghost dares to run wild here? Get the hell out of here!"

"Tang Hao!"

Gui Mei's pupils constricted sharply, and he cried out in shock.

He felt the familiar and terrifying power emanating from that enormous hammer.

It was the Clear Sky Hammer of the Clear Sky Douluo, Tang Hao!