"We old folks aren't dead yet. It's not your turn to stand in front of us. If you make it back alive, remember that I put all the money I earned in the secret room of the study in the principal's office. Give it to Zhao Wuji and have him keep Shrek Academy running."
"Your Holiness." Chrysanthemum Douluo reminded the dazed Pope, waiting for her order. After all, one of their opponents carried an Elder Token.
Bibi Dong emerged from her confusion, a complex, indescribable light in her eyes. She drew a deep breath, and her gaze suddenly turned sharp. After glancing at Grandmaster, she gave the order: "Seize them. Kill anyone who resists."
At Bibi Dong's command, Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo moved at the same time!
The Golden Iron Triangle might indeed possess a genuine three-in-one Martial Soul Fusion Skill, but could Flender and the others, whose levels were far lower, hold their ground against Titled Douluo like them?
The answer was undoubtedly no.
At that moment, Poison Douluo suddenly moved. But he didn't charge at Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo to stop them.
Instead, he rushed toward Tang San and Xiao Wu. He knew that as long as he could get the two children out of there, the rest of Shrek Academy would be safe.
The instant Dugu Bo moved, a cold snort rang beside his ear like a thunderclap. He grunted, twisted in midair, and instantly manifested the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor.
Although Dugu Bo was making trouble again, Qian Xun'an didn't intervene this time.
After all, Bibi Dong wanted the Soul Ring. What did that have to do with him?
The Pope, Bibi Dong, naturally couldn't let Dugu Bo rescue Tang San and Xiao Wu. She instantly released her Martial Soul, and a massive golden apparition rose silently behind her. Nine radiant Soul Rings appeared in an instant.
The immense pressure pinned Dugu Bo in place.
Dugu Bo's expression changed. Though he had long guessed that the Pope had reached the level of a Titled Douluo, he had never imagined she could be this powerful.
They were both Titled Douluo, yet one had completely suppressed the other with the pressure he exuded.
Such a thing was almost unheard of in the world of Titled Douluo, yet the Pope had done it.
Even more terrifying were the nine Soul Rings around the Pope. Two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red.
The first eight Soul Rings weren't especially surprising. But the last one, shimmering with a brilliant crimson light, was enough to awe everyone present, including the Titled Douluo.
A red Soul Ring represented the highest echelon of all Soul Rings. It was a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring—the kind that could only come from a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast!
At the sight of the red Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, Dugu Bo's expression changed dramatically. He knew that if he made another move, Bibi Dong would unleash a terrifying attack on him.
There was no way he, a mere Level 92—the weakest among the Titled Douluo—could withstand it.
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo moved quickly. Though they were facing the much weaker Golden Iron Triangle, they didn't let their guard down for a moment.
They both released their Martial Souls. Nine Soul Rings revolved around each of them.
In an instant, four Titled Douluo had appeared on the plaza with their Martial Souls released. For the Soul Master World, this was certainly a grand occasion.
Watching the scene, Qian Xun'an smiled faintly. "They've sent out this many people. It seems Bibi Dong really cares about this Spirit Beast."
"A flower and a little ghost. How dare you harm my son? Get out of my way." A low voice rang out suddenly, exploding in the air.
The voice wasn't loud, but it contained such domineering force that everyone shuddered involuntarily.
Qian Xun'an was startled by the voice.
He lifted his eyes slightly and looked toward the sky.
Tang San also jerked his head up, his eyes bright with joy.
Meanwhile, the Pope, Bibi Dong, turned solemn. She released Dugu Bo from the pressure and stared up at the sky.
With a deep boom, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei, two Titled Douluo, were hurled backward like cannonballs.
Both their expressions changed at once.
A dark figure appeared soundlessly in midair, hovering there as if he had always belonged in the sky.
He was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties, tall and powerfully built, though his appearance left much to be desired.
He wore a tattered robe without so much as a patch, exposing the bronze-colored skin beneath. His otherwise well-defined features were covered with a waxy pallor, and his eyes looked half-asleep. His hair was as messy as a bird's nest, and his beard looked as though it hadn't been trimmed in ages.
At the sight of the man, Tang San, who had always been so strong, seemed to break down. Even when he had decided to die alongside Xiao Wu, he hadn't shed a tear. Now, at last, tears spilled from his eyes, and two difficult words slowly escaped his lips: "Dad... Dad..."
Behind him, an enormous black hammer floated in midair.
"Tang Hao!" Bibi Dong roared, glaring at him with such venom that her eyes seemed ready to spit fire.
Hearing Tang San call out "Dad" and Bibi Dong say the name Tang Hao, Qian Xun'an stiffened. Then his gaze locked onto the tall figure in the sky.
"Tang Hao! So that's Tang Hao?"
The Soul Power Qian Xun'an had been holding back as he watched the show erupted in an instant.
When he returned, everyone—from his eldest brother to High Priest Guang Ling and the others—had told him that Tang Hao was the one who had killed his eldest brother.
Even though he had uncovered some clues, his eldest brother's death was still inseparable from Tang Hao.
Qian Xun'an had investigated the circumstances surrounding the incident.
Back then, Tang Hao had fallen in love with a Spirit Beast who had transformed from a Blue Silver Emperor. The two had set off on their honeymoon. They could have gone anywhere, but Tang Hao had insisted on bringing the transformed Blue Silver Emperor to Spirit City.
A Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Beast had come to Spirit City. Surely she would have been discovered if anyone paid even a little attention.
And so Qian Xunji, his eldest brother, had discovered that a Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Beast was in Spirit City.
Though his eldest brother was already a Titled Douluo and no longer needed a Soul Ring, Bibi Dong was pregnant. For the sake of her Twin Martial Souls, his eldest brother had been forced to take the dangerous step of hunting the Blue Silver Emperor.
Otherwise, why would a Titled Douluo need another Soul Ring?
Qian Xun'an also knew that the Blue Silver Emperor Spirit Beast had immense vitality and the ability to recover from death. No external force could destroy her. Even if gravely injured, she could return to life like a blade of grass in spring.
In the end, when Spirit Hall surrounded her, she sacrificed herself for Tang Hao, allowing him to become a Titled Douluo.
At that time, Tang Hao had only just become a Titled Douluo, while his eldest brother was already a Level 95 Titled Douluo. His eldest brother had even brought two other Titled Douluo to hunt Tang Hao down.
Yet Tang Hao, newly made a Titled Douluo, had killed them instead?
No matter how he looked at it, none of it made sense.
So Qian Xun'an had to capture Tang Hao. He needed to know what had really happened back then.
Besides, even if Tang Hao hadn't killed his eldest brother, he was still involved. For both personal and moral reasons, Qian Xun'an had no reason to let him go.
Qian Xun'an blurred and vanished from beside the others.
At that moment, Tang Hao flashed forward and landed in front of everyone from Shrek Academy.
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo retreated to the Pope's side. All three Titled Douluo unleashed their Soul Power, and the overwhelming pressure sent the surrounding Soul Masters scrambling away.
Yet in the face of these three mountain-like pressures, Tang Hao stood proudly. He didn't even reach for his hammer. His sleepy eyes blazed with light.
"Bibi Dong, do you really think you can keep me here?"
The Pope, Bibi Dong, abruptly swept her hand through the air. A piercing whistle rang out, and, as if answering it, four more piercing whistles sounded from within Pope Hall.
"Calling for help?" Tang Hao smiled calmly. There was something peculiar about him, a nonchalance that made it seem as though he wouldn't care even if a million troops stood in his way.
One Soul Ring after another slowly rose from beneath Tang Hao's feet. They didn't rise quickly, but with each one that appeared, Tang Hao's presence grew heavier.
The three immense pressures in front of him were forced back by the steadily intensifying weight of his presence.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red.
The nine Soul Rings that appeared around Tang Hao were identical to those around the Pope, Bibi Dong. His final Soul Ring was also a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.
Tang Hao swept a cold glance toward Pope Hall behind the Pope. "Seven Titled Douluo. Spirit Hall truly lives up to its name.
"But so what if there are seven of you? Look carefully. This is the true Clear Sky True Body."
Tang San's spirits lifted. Tang Hao's last words were clearly meant for him.
The Seventh Soul Ring blazed. The enormous Clear Sky Hammer behind Tang Hao suddenly burst with light, surging with powerful black radiance. As the massive hammer unfurled, it grew to more than a hundred meters long.
Its huge head was like a mountain.
Red patterns surfaced across the colossal Clear Sky Hammer. Tang Hao's red Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring lit up, and the black giant hammer instantly turned completely red.
"Pope Hall! Oh, what a fine Pope Hall!" Tang Hao burst into wild laughter as his right hand moved.
The hundred-meter giant hammer high in the air came crashing down. It didn't strike the three Titled Douluo in front of him, but instead hurtled straight toward Pope Hall behind them.
In an instant, the air throughout Spirit City twisted. Every Soul Master below the Titled Douluo level was completely immobilized.
"Tang Hao, how dare you!" Bibi Dong roared in fury. She, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Ghost Douluo shot upward at nearly the same time, heading to meet the hammer in the sky. At the same time, four more figures shot out of Pope Hall. All seven charged toward the hammer.
Boom—everything went blank. The minds of all Soul Masters below Level 70 emptied, and they collapsed amid an indescribably violent roar.
The thunderous impact, like divine punishment, shook all of Spirit City.
The seven figures rising through the air were sent crashing down together, and the giant hammer vanished.
Tang Hao spat a mouthful of blood toward the sky but kept laughing wildly. "Bibi Dong, just you wait. I'll settle every debt Spirit Hall owes me. That day isn't far off."
His figure flickered. Grabbing the unconscious Tang San and Xiao Wu, Tang Hao prepared to leave.
But the next moment, a voice rang out from the sky. "Tang Hao, when are you going to repay what you owe me?"
Everyone looked up.
A golden Angel appeared in the sky, clad in golden armor, with six Angel Wings spread wide. He stood above them like a god, dazzling beyond compare.
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