Strength Clan, Tang Hao and Tai Tan, Master and Servant

The Strength Clan.

It was once the head of the four single-attribute subordinate clans under the Clear Sky Sect.

They are also the most loyal to the Tang Family among the four major clans.

Its core features are an extreme path of pure strength cultivation and the continent's top forging techniques.

After Tang Hao left the Clear Sky Sect, Tai Tan, the Clan Head of the Strength Clan, chose to lead the Strength Clan away from the Clear Sky Sect.

Afterwards, the family settled in the southern part of Heaven Dou City, the capital of the Heaven Dou Empire.

Today, the mansion of the Strength Clan, nestled amidst high walls and thick tiles, exudes a profound sense of power.

Deep within the mansion lies a completely sealed Secret Chamber.

The heavy Dark Iron door blocked out all outside noise, not even a wisp of wind could get in.

The Secret Chamber had no windows, only a few perfectly round luminous pearls suspended in mid-air.

A cold, pale halo of light filled the entire space, making everything seem lifeless.

The air was filled with a strong, pungent smell of herbs.

The herbal scent was mixed with a lingering, viscous smell of blood.

On the stone bed lay a man whose entire body was wrapped in white bandages.

Dark red bloodstains continued to seep from the gaps in the layers of bandages, staining the snow-white fabric mottled.

The man lost his entire right arm and left leg.

The empty sleeves and trouser legs hung limply on the cold stone bed, lifeless.

This man is Tang Hao.

Clear Sky Douluo, who once dominated the entire Douluo Continent and whose hammer strikes shook the world.

But now, all that remains of him is an unyielding sense of decay and a deep-seated, almost tangible, resentment.

Suddenly, Tang Hao's chest heaved violently.

His bloodshot pupils widened.

A metallic, sweet taste surged uncontrollably up my throat.

He suddenly turned his head.

"Cough cough cough!"

He coughed up a mouthful of black blood.

The splattered black blood on the snow-white bandage resembled a hideous flower that had suddenly burst open.

at the same time.

The same excruciating pain as Tang San exploded from the deepest part of his soul.

It was a pain like your soul being torn apart.

It was as if something that had coexisted with him for decades had been forcibly uprooted from its very source.

A Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring Spirit Ring, which should have been permanently lost due to the loss of Soul Power, appeared automatically after Ah Yin Sacrifice.

And under his bloodshot gaze, it shattered with a "crack".

"No! Ah Yin!!!"

Tang Hao screamed in anguish.

He could clearly sense that his connection with his Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring had been severed!

It's like Ah Yin has completely left my side.

In an instant, Tang Hao's eyes were filled with crimson blood vessels.

Those already sinister eyes were now filled with such anger and grief that they could tear apart the cold air.

The first thing that came to his mind was the Spirit Hall.

It must have been those despicable and shameless scoundrels from the Spirit Hall who tampered with Ah Yin!

Unable to kill themselves, they turned their insidious schemes towards Ah Yin.

Besides them, no one else would resort to such despicable means to harm a Soul Beast that has already Sacrifice.

"Spirit Hall!!!"

He clenched those three words so hard they made a grinding sound, and the taste of blood seeped from between his teeth.

The bandages all over his body had torn in several places due to the sudden tension in his muscles.

Fresh blood seeped out through the cracks, faster than before.

Just then, the Dark Iron door to the Secret Chamber was gently pushed open from the outside.

A burly man, over two meters tall and with bulging muscles, slowly walked in carrying a bowl of steaming medicinal soup.

He is the Clan Head of the Strength Clan, Tai Tan.

Power-attack Type Soul Douluo, Martial Soul Great Strength Gorilla, is one of the top single-attribute strength Soul Master on the continent.

He possessed astonishing strength, capable of withstanding several blows head-on even against Titled Douluo- level powerhouse.

The Strength Clan was originally one of the four major single-attribute clans affiliated with the Clear Sky Sect.

The entire clan has been loyal to the Clear Sky Sect for generations and has never had a disloyal heart.

However, Tang Hao was expelled from the Clear Sky Sect back then.

Without saying a word, Tai Tan led the entire Strength Clan to break away from the Clear Sky Sect and establish their own sect.

In his heart, Tang Hao will always be his master, the only master he is destined to serve in this life.

His expression changed instantly when his gaze fell on the glaring bloodstains on the stone bed.

His fists, as big as palm leaves, clenched so tightly they cracked in an instant.

"Master, what happened to you? Has your injury worsened?"

Tang Hao leaned slowly against the headboard, his face ashen white, devoid of any color.

But the ferocity in his eyes remained undiminished, and his voice was hoarse as if it had been scraped through gravel. "It's nothing, just a minor backlash from an old injury."

Tai Tan's eyes reddened instantly.

His chest heaved violently. "The Spirit Hall! It's all those despicable and shameless scoundrels from the Spirit Hall!"

His words were practically squeezed out through clenched teeth, filled with venomous resentment.

"If they hadn't set a trap and gathered several Titled Douluo to launch a sneak attack, Master, you wouldn't be in such a predicament!"

Now Tang Hao has lost an arm and a leg, and has forcibly removed two pieces of his Soul Bone.

My Soul Power is only level 75.

"Master, we will avenge you!"

Tai Tan became more and more excited as he spoke, and his Soul Power uncontrollably leaked out.

He was genuinely heartbroken.

The person before me is none other than Clear Sky Douluo, who once single-handedly confronted three Titled Douluo of the Spirit Hall.

He is the most dazzling genius in a century, a talent that appears only once in the entire Clear Sky Sect and even the entire Douluo Continent.

Now they've ended up like this.

He wished he could grab his Martial Soul right now, storm into Spirit City, and tear those insidious villains of the Spirit Hall to pieces to avenge his master.

"..."

Tang Hao's fingertips gripped the bed sheet beneath him tightly.

The tough fabric was crumpled into a ball by his grip, almost torn apart by his finger strength.

"Tai Tan, go to the Blue Tyrant Academy and bring the Xiao San here."

Tai Tan paused, his resentment instantly turning into astonishment.

"Master, you mean... Young Master?"

"That's right, Xiao San is my child, and a genius with Twin Martial Souls. Only when Xiao San grows up can we be unafraid of the Spirit Hall!"

Tang Hao knew he was completely finished.

His only hope was that his son would have Xiao San.

"The Spirit Hall could strike at any moment."

"I can only feel at ease when I have him right under my nose."

Now, Ah Yin has disappeared, and the connection between her Spirit Ring has been severed.

His only remaining thought in this world was Tang San.

He absolutely cannot allow Tang San to suffer any more accidents.

Tai Tan immediately understood and nodded emphatically.

He slammed his large, fan-like hand hard against his chest, making a dull thud.

"Rest assured, Master! Even if it costs me my life, I will bring Young Master back safe and sound!"

After saying that, Tai Tan turned and strode away.

He casually closed the heavy Dark Iron door with a dull thud.

Tang Hao was left alone in the Secret Chamber once again.

In the cold white light, only his heavy, suppressed breathing echoed in the empty, Secret Chamber.

He leaned against the headboard, his cloudy gaze fixed on a certain direction in the void.

He murmured Ah Yin's name over and over again.

The fierceness in his eyes grew stronger and stronger, almost solidifying into a tangible form.

Ah Yin.

Wait until I've properly groomed my Xiao San.

I will make the entire Spirit Hall pay with your life!