The Sharp-Tailed Swift was a flying Soul Beast that specialized in speed. The Soul Skill it granted would, more often than not, allow its user to fly.
At the very least, it could multiply a Soul Master's speed when they used the skill.
Combined with Oscar's Indestructible Vajra Body, perhaps the Douluo Continent could produce a golden flash.
As long as he was tough enough and fast enough, he would be a powerful Soul Skill.
When Lan Minghua left the hotel, he had told Zhao Wuji to wait for news.
If he didn't show up tomorrow, Zhao Wuji should go Soul Hunting for a thousand-year-old Crested Phoenix Tail Snake for Oscar.
But after searching for several hours, they hadn't found a single Sharp-Tailed Swift. Flying Soul Beasts were scarce, too.
As Lan Minghua wondered where the Sharp-Tailed Swifts might be, he sensed a familiar Soul Power.
"This Soul Power... why does it feel a little like Tang Hao's?!"
Although they'd only fought once, Lan Minghua was fairly familiar with Tang Hao's Soul Power.
It was just that Tang Hao's Soul Power was extremely weak now, about the level of a Soul Emperor.
Lan Minghua hadn't decided where to look for the Sharp-Tailed Swifts anyway, so he might as well go find Tang Hao and have some fun.
At that moment, Tang Hao was slaughtering his way through the He Yuan's territory.
He was crippled, but he still had the battle instincts of a Titled Douluo.
Among the He Yuan troop, only the Ape King was barely a ten-thousand-year Soul Beast. There were a dozen or so thousand-year ones, and the rest were merely ten- or hundred-year Soul Beasts.
Tang Hao planted his right foot on the ground, then shifted sideways in a single step, appearing above one of the thousand-year He Yuan.
He clenched his left hand into a fist and slammed it down on the He Yuan's head.
With a bang, its head burst like a watermelon, and its two- or three-meter-tall body toppled stiffly to the ground.
Tang Hao clearly remembered that this He Yuan had taken him several times. Its massive body had driven him to the brink of ecstasy and agony.
"Die! You all deserve to die!" he roared.
The He Yuan corpses beneath his feet had already piled up into a small hill, and the thick stench of blood spread through the air.
The Ape King returned from a hunt and saw the bodies of its kin strewn across the ground. Its eyes turned bloodshot, and its fur stood on end.
"Ah!!!"
It saw Tang Hao atop the pile of corpses and threw back its head in a roar.
A terrifying shock wave surged out from it in every direction, making the leaves rustle in the trees.
The moment Tang Hao saw the Ape King, his Divine Slaughter's Domain automatically manifested.
After all, the nearly five-meter-tall Ape King before him had been the first to take him.
As the saying went, when enemies met, their eyes blazed with hatred!
The Ape King and Tang Hao roared as they charged at each other, their towering and diminutive figures tangling together.
Their strength might not have been much, but they were making quite a commotion.
Whether it was Lan Minghua or Yue Guan and Gui Mei, who had already been at the edge of the Star Dou Great Forest, they all hurried toward the disturbance.
Lan Minghua arrived alone and hovered in the air, watching the battle below.
"Is that an Ape King? Why is Tang Hao fighting one? Could it be..."
Lan Minghua narrowed his eyes and carefully sensed the injuries on Tang Hao's body.
Apart from the damage he'd inflicted and the injuries caused by Explode Ring, Tang Hao had also sustained an injury in a certain spot.
"Yikes. Did that Ape King become a Titled Douluo overnight?!"
Looking at the nearly five-meter-tall Ape King, then at Tang Hao, who was less than two meters tall, Lan Minghua drew in a sharp breath.
Tang Hao really was a tough one. After everything he'd been through, he was still so full of life.
The Ape King had become a Titled Douluo overnight. It was clearly a merciless monster, three points tougher than an ordinary ruthless man—and even more shameless!
But in the end, the Ape King was only barely a ten-thousand-year Soul Beast. It was no match for Tang Hao.
Tang Hao and the Ape King each threw a punch, one from above and one from below. Yet the Ape King was the one at a disadvantage.
With a crack, its arm bent, the bone jutting out through its elbow as blood sprayed everywhere.
Its knees buckled, and it crashed to the ground.
Tang Hao flashed in front of the Ape King and punched it in the chest.
With a deafening bang, its chest burst open, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.
Tang Hao roared at the sky. "Who else?!"
Lan Minghua watched, dumbfounded.
Seriously? You killed just one ten-thousand-year Soul Beast. What are you making all that noise for?
Seeing the father and son showing off in the same way left Lan Minghua speechless.
"Who else?!"
Tang Hao hadn't noticed that someone was watching him like a monkey. He was still shouting about who else wanted to challenge him.
Lan Minghua couldn't take it anymore. He looked down at Tang Hao and spoke calmly.
"Me."
"Who is it?! Get out here, you bastard!"
Like a startled bird, Tang Hao frantically scanned his surroundings.
He'd forgotten that his battle with the Ape King had caused quite a commotion.
Watching Tang Hao stumble around like a headless fly, Lan Minghua flicked a finger.
Tang Hao felt as if lightning had struck his head, and his whole body went flying.
"It's only been a few days. How could you have forgotten me already? Didn't you want to kill me?"
Tang Hao's pupils contracted sharply. He quickly looked up, and Lan Minghua's figure came into view.
In an instant, a chill shot straight through him.
He knew that figure all too well!
"Lan Minghua, why are you here?!"
Lan Minghua chuckled softly. "Heh. You can have your fun with the He Yuan in the Star Dou Great Forest, but I can't come Soul Hunting? What, did I interrupt you?"
Tang Hao's expression changed drastically. Without looking back, he fled toward the depths of the forest.
Even at the peak of his strength, he hadn't been a match for Lan Minghua. Now he had even less chance.
I have to survive. I have to survive! There are still so many things I haven't done. I can't die here!
That determination was what had let Tang Hao survive the He Yuan.
He'd already endured the hardest times. He had no intention of dying now.
For a moment, he burst into a speed that rivaled his peak, sprinting through the forest.
Watching Tang Hao run, Lan Minghua couldn't help saying, "That cripple's pretty fast."
But no matter how fast he ran, could he outrun someone who could fly?
Those who killed would, in turn, be killed.
Tang Hao had gotten away by sheer luck last time. Now that they'd crossed paths again, Lan Minghua couldn't just pretend he hadn't seen him.
So he flew after Tang Hao, jabbing at him again and again.
"Oi! Run faster, cripple, or you're going to die!"
Hearing the commotion behind him, Tang Hao mimicked someone's roar in his mind.
"Don't come any closer!"
Meanwhile, Yue Guan and Gui Mei met up.
They were both level ninety-five Titled Douluo. They easily noticed the commotion near Lan Minghua and hurried over.
Tang Hao's Soul Power had fallen greatly, but his battle instincts remained.
He could naturally sense two undisguised sources of Soul Power ahead and guess who they belonged to.
A plan formed in his mind. It was risky, but if it worked, he could survive.
"I'm going for it!"
Tang Hao summoned his Clear Sky Hammer in full view, instantly becoming the center of attention.
Yue Guan and Gui Mei saw the Clear Sky Hammer, and their faces lit up with delight.
"Old Ghost, that's the Clear Sky Hammer! Tang Hao is right in front of us!"
"Kill him!"
Yue Guan and Gui Mei attacked at the same time, sending two terrifying assaults toward Tang Hao.
Tang Hao's gaze sharpened. His fierce will to survive pushed him to move even faster.
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