Ruthless Tang Hao, Crippled Arm Gifts Bone, Clear Sky Falls
An inconspicuous cave on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.
Tang San half-dragged and half-supported Tang Hao as they stumbled into the cave entrance, leaning his father's back against the cold stone wall.
Tang Hao's body was surprisingly heavy.
It wasn't because of his weight, but because he had almost lost all the strength to support himself.
Tang San squatted down, quickly tore off his outer robe, and used his teeth to tear it into strips, Entanglement around his father's still bleeding wound.
The cloth strips were soaked in blood as soon as they touched the wound, turning a deep, almost blackish red.
Tang San changed one after another.
My hands were trembling.
He tried his best to make his movements look steady.
Tang Hao's breathing was so faint it was almost inaudible.
Tang San dared not look at his whole body.
But I still caught it out of the corner of my eye.
My right arm and left leg are gone; that happened a long time ago.
Now his left arm is completely useless.
The entire arm hung down at a twisted angle that defied the structure of the human body.
My fingers have turned blue and have completely lost sensation.
Of his limbs, only his right leg remained relatively intact.
Tang San felt a lump in his throat.
"Dad."
His voice trembled. "What happened?"
Tang Hao leaned against the stone wall and closed his eyes briefly. "When you absorbed the Spirit Ring..."
His Adam's apple bobbed twice with difficulty, each swallow carrying the metallic taste of blood in his throat. "Something has passed by."
"What is it?"
Tang Hao's lips moved, and he uttered four words: "Titan Giant Ape."
Tang San stopped bandaging his wound.
His eyes widened involuntarily.
A 100,000-year-old Titan Giant Ape!
The King of the Forest of the Star Dou Great Forest!
One of the strongest known Soul Beast on the mainland.
It just happened to pass by you.
Tang Hao's voice was extremely hoarse, and each word seemed to be ground in his throat before he squeezed it out.
"I can't let it find you."
Tang San's breathing suddenly became rapid.
He had already guessed what was coming next.
"So you..."
"I deliberately attacked it to attract its attention and lured it away."
Tang Hao forced a smile, "Dad can't let it interfere with your absorption of the Spirit Ring, Xiao San."
Tang San's mind went blank.
Tang Hao attacking a 100,000-year-old Titan Giant Ape is no different from throwing a stone at a tiger's head.
No, it's even more outrageous than that!
If you throw stones at a tiger, at least it can run away.
His father only had one leg left from running so much.
"After leading it a few miles away, it punched me, shattering my left arm and blasting me away."
Tang Hao continued, speaking very slowly, taking several breaths between each sentence.
Tang San clenched his fist so tightly that his nails drew blood.
Then it left.
Tang Hao paused, then gave a wretched smile, "I've become so weak that it can't even be bothered to look at me..."
These words evoke a sense of a hero's twilight years.
There was no anger in the last sentence, only an extremely calm self-deprecation.
The mighty Clear Sky Douluo is not even worthy of being taken seriously in the eyes of the King of the Forest.
It didn't even glance at him.
It's like someone getting bitten by a mosquito.
I snapped a quick photo and then continued on my way.
Tang San's eyes reddened.
A hatred seeped from the very marrow of his bones, a hatred that seemed to burn through his internal organs.
My father has become so disabled.
Three of his limbs were severed, and his Soul Power plummeted to that of an ordinary Soul Saint.
Yet she still used this shattered, barely recognizable body to shield him from danger.
The culprit was none other than the Titan Giant Ape!
"Bang!"
Tang San suddenly knelt down.
My knee slammed into the gravel, and the pain was excruciating.
He bit his right index finger until it bled!
Blood dripped down, spreading into a dark red flower on the grayish-white gravel.
"Dad."
I swear!
"One day, I will personally slay the Titan Giant Ape."
"Let it become my Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring and Soul Bone."
"To avenge you!"
Tang Hao looked at his son kneeling before him.
Something was gradually brightening in his cloudy eyes.
The smile stretched the crack at the corner of his mouth, causing another trickle of blood to seep out.
"Good."
That's the end of it.
Tang Hao asked Tang San, "Xiao San, did you successfully absorb your Spirit Ring?"
Tang San nodded.
He unleashed the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul.
Five Spirit Ring emerged from beneath his feet: purple, purple, purple, black, black.
The fifth black Spirit Ring had been around for 50,000 years, hovered steadily on the outermost side.
The Soul Power fluctuation reached level 53.
Tang Hao nodded with satisfaction.
Level 53, with a 50,000-year-old Fifth Spirit Ring, is already considered top-tier growth among peers across the entire continent.
But Tang Hao knew in his heart that it wasn't enough, far from enough.
Tang Hao lowered his head.
His gaze fell on his completely twisted left arm.
That arm once wielded the Clear Sky Hammer, sweeping across the world.
Now it's just a piece of useless flesh hanging on the shoulder.
Tang Hao's gaze slowly changed.
From calm to cold and resolute.
Lower your head,
Open your mouth.
He took a bite at the line connecting his left arm and shoulder.
"Dad! What are you doing?!"
Tang San's pupils shrank to pinpoints.
But Tang Hao's teeth were already embedded in the flesh.
Blood gushed from the corner of his mouth and trickled down his chin.
His facial muscles were contorted to the extreme from the excruciating pain.
The veins on his temples were bulging and clearly visible.
Sweat and blood rolled down his forehead, but his jaw remained firmly planted.
"Sizzle!"
The skin is torn, and you can hear the faint sound of fibers breaking.
The muscles were bitten through layer by layer.
The tendons were torn apart, making a sound that sent chills down your spine.
Tang San rushed forward to stop him.
Tang Hao kicked him hard with his only remaining right leg.
Those cloudy eyes, with pupils almost invisible, revealed a will that no one could defy.
Tang San was kicked back two steps and stood there stunned.
"Snap!"
The sound of the last bone breaking echoed in the cave for several seconds before dissipating.
The entire left arm was completely detached from Tang Hao's shoulder and fell heavily onto the blood-stained ground.
"Puff!"
Tang Hao spat the bits of flesh and blood from his mouth onto the ground and leaned against the stone wall, panting heavily.
He was panting for a long time.
It went on for so long that Tang San thought he would run out of breath.
Tang Hao caught his breath.
"My arm is useless."
His voice was extremely weak. "There is no possibility of recovery."
He pointed with his chin at the severed arm on the ground.
"Inside is a Strength Left Arm Bone, which I fused with when I was young."
His gaze fell on Tang San: "Xiao San, take it out and fuse it."
"Dad..."
Tang San knelt before the severed arm, his hands trembling violently.
Tears silently streamed down his cheeks, falling drop by drop onto the cold stone surface, mingling with the blood on the ground.
This is my father's arm.
These are my father's Soul Bone.
"Stop dawdling."
"Just do as I tell you to do."
Tang Hao's voice was weak, but it brooked no argument.
"... yes."
Tang San gritted his teeth until they shattered.
With trembling hands, he pulled a piece of the Strength Left Arm Bone, which radiated a dark golden light, from the severed arm that had completely lost its warmth.
Tang San closed his eyes and began to fuse the Left Arm Bone.
Tang Hao leaned against the stone wall, feeling his Soul Power recede rapidly like the tide after his Left Arm Bone left him.
Seventy-five... seventy... sixty-seven... sixty-five.
Level 65.
He was once Titled Douluo, but is now a Spirit Emperor.
But having lost his arms, which were used to wield the Clear Sky Hammer, he couldn't even be considered Spirit Emperor.
Clear Sky Douluo has perished here.
Tang Hao slowly closed his eyes.
That once spirited face has aged ten years in just a few breaths.
After a long time, he opened his eyes again.
His gaze fell on his only intact right leg.
A dangerous glint flashed in his eyes.
Inside that leg... there was also a piece of Soul Bone.