Dragon Trapping Array, A Cornered Beast's Fight

Qian Renxue landed on the ground and walked toward Tang Hao step by step.

With a look of disdain, she said, "Tang Hao, are you this weak without using your martial soul? You disappoint me. How exactly did you defeat my father? Based on your performance now, you are far from enough."

Qian Renxue suddenly activated Inch Step from a distance of ten feet from Tang Hao, her figure turning into a long rainbow as she appeared instantly on his left side.

Alarm bells rang in Tang Hao's heart; he wanted to dodge, but his body had become sluggish due to his injuries, leaving him no time to react.

Qian Renxue's hand gripped his left arm like an iron vice, her fingertips precisely locking onto the joints and tendons.

"Muscle-Splitting Bone-Dislocating Hand."

With a light twist of her wrist and force from her knuckles, her movements were as fast as lightning.

With a series of crisp "click-clack" sounds, Tang Hao's left arm twisted at a grotesque angle, his joints dislocated and his tendons wrenched.

"Argh--!"

A blood-curdling scream erupted from Tang Hao, shaking the surrounding leaves until they fell in a rustle.

He convulsed in agony, cold sweat pouring down his cheeks like a rainstorm, soaking the front of his shirt.

"Father!" Tang San's eyes were splitting with rage, and he was about to rush forward, but Tang Xiao pressed his shoulder down firmly.

"San, stay calm!" Tang Xiao's voice was low and suppressed. "If we go over now, we will only play right into their hands."

Tang San's fists were clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white, his nails digging deep into his palms, the coldness in his eyes nearly turning into something tangible.

He stared fixedly at Qian Renxue, then swept his gaze over Qian Daoliu, Snake Lance Douluo, and Porcupinefish Douluo in turn, finally landing on Li Taibai.

Only one thought filled his mind: these people all deserve to die!

Li Taibai shivered inexplicably. Meeting Tang San's venomous gaze, he felt a chill run down his spine. No way? He's holding a grudge against me already? I didn't even do anything; I even pleaded for them just now...

Tang Hao's left arm was twisted beyond recognition, hanging limply at his side.

Qian Renxue looked at him, her tone as indifferent as if she were discussing something trivial. "Seeing your two arms asymmetrical makes me feel very uncomfortable."

"Since I'm doing a good deed, I'll finish it by correcting your right arm too." With that, she reached toward his right arm.

"ROAR!"

Tang Hao endured the excruciating pain and violently erupted with all his soul power, a shockwave exploding from his center.

Qian Renxue was sent flying back more than thirty meters by this immense force, only stopping when she slammed into a large tree.

The surrounding gravel and fallen leaves were swept away by the blast, and several small trees as thick as bowls were snapped in half.

"Slaughter God's Domain!"

Tang Hao's eyes were blood-red, and his killing intent permeated the air like a physical substance.

He used his right hand to grab his deformed left arm, "Crack, crack."

Accompanied by the teeth-grinding sound, he forcibly snapped his dislocated bones and tendons back into place.

The intense pain caused his muscles to spasm and his face to turn as pale as paper, the veins on his forehead bulging like earthworms, yet he bit his teeth together and remained silent.

Qian Renxue felt her body's strength being suppressed, along with a killing intent attempting to erode her mind, but her eyes remained calm.

Under Chen Qingxuan's deliberate cultivation, she went to slaughter bandits and outlaws every year; in the past few years, at least three thousand people had died by her hands.

The baleful aura on her had long since settled; otherwise, she would not have been able to use the Blood Fiend Seal, which carried a mental shock—a technique that could evoke a person's most terrifying memories to increase the hit rate.

"You think this little bit of killing intent can affect me?" She sneered, her fighting spirit burning even brighter.

"You have successfully angered me." Tang Hao's voice was as hoarse as a broken gong; although his left arm was reset, it could no longer exert full power.

Red light surged in his eyes. "Right Arm Bone soul skill: Fury of the Wild Bull!"

In an instant, his soul power doubled, his aura became more refined, and his crimson pupils sharpened like blades, as if he were a maddened bull.

"This is bad." Qian Renxue's smile faded. "It seems I cannot engage in close-quarters combat."

She had always preferred the crushing sensation of flesh-to-flesh combat, and the clothes she wore were third-tier dharma robes she had refined herself, which not only cleaned themselves automatically but were also extremely difficult to damage.

But now that Tang Hao's power had surged, she no longer had the advantage of crushing him in close quarters, and continuing to tangle with him would be unwise.

She took a formation disk and dozens of formation flags from her spatial ring and tossed them out.

The formation disk spun in the air, releasing a pale golden barrier that enveloped a thirty-meter radius centered on Tang Hao.

The dozens of formation flags landed precisely around the barrier and inserted themselves into the ground, the flags fluttering without wind as runes flickered upon them.

Tang Hao scanned his surroundings vigilantly, his brows locked—this was another method he had never seen before.

He could not act rashly, or he would suffer a great loss; the only way was to remain unmoved and adapt to all changes.

"Tang Hao, enjoy the Dragon Trapping Array I have prepared for you." A playful smile curled the corners of Qian Renxue's lips.

Her skills in alchemy, artifact refining, and talismans were only at the third-tier low-grade level, and this Dragon Trapping Array was originally a third-tier formation, equivalent to the means of a Soul Saint.

However, driven by the third-tier formation disk and dozens of third-tier formation flags, its power now approached the fifth-tier low-grade, comparable to the methods of a low-level Titled Douluo—for Tang Hao, who could not use his martial soul, there was absolutely no way to break the array.

"Feel the despair."

Qian Renxue took hundreds of talismans from her spatial ring and flicked her hand, causing them to hover in the air, shimmering with colorful light.

She picked up one, formed seals rapidly with both hands, and shouted in a low voice: "Third-tier low-grade, Five Thunder Talisman! Five Thunder Method, Exterminate Evil!"

Dark clouds instantly condensed above the formation disk, and five bolts of lightning as thick as arms tore through the air, accompanied by crackling explosions as they struck Tang Hao, who was trapped within the barrier, with pinpoint accuracy.

"Ah--!"

Struck by the lightning, Tang Hao's entire body convulsed violently; his clothes were instantly scorched black, emitting wisps of smoke, while his hair stood on end like an exploded hedgehog.

His muscles tightened in agony, fine bloodstains emerged across the surface of his skin, and black blood continuously spilled from the corners of his mouth.

"It's not over yet."

Qian Renxue picked up another talisman and formed hand seals once more: "Earth Dragon Roll!"

The ground inside the barrier surged suddenly like boiling water, and sharp stone spikes rose from the earth one after another, thrusting toward Tang Hao.

Tang Hao endured the excruciating pain and staggered to dodge, yet he was still grazed on the shoulder by a stone spike, tearing away a patch of flesh.

Immediately following, countless fireballs plummeted like meteors, ice spikes shot forth like a torrential rain, wind blades whistled as they sliced through the air, and sword qi...

Tang Hao was in a wretched state amidst the various elemental attacks; the wounds on his body multiplied and his aura grew increasingly withered, yet he still held on stubbornly, refusing to fall.

Although these talismans were only of the third rank, Qian Renxue's spiritual power far exceeded that of an ordinary person.

She had always been able to communicate with heaven and earth through hand seals to construct formations and release power comparable to an 85th-rank Spirit Douluo, though it usually required too much time.

Now, using talismans as a conduit and hand seals as an aid, she could construct formations instantaneously and release that power perfectly.

Qian Daoliu watched this scene, surprise and curiosity flashing in his eyes as he pondered to himself, What kind of method is this that Little Xue possesses? To be able to command attacks of various elements... Could this be the power from that senior's world? It is truly godlike.