The Angel God Truly Exists

With Tang Hao's combat prowess and the training he had undergone, he was no longer merely "invincible among his peers."

Since his objective had been exposed and his reputation tarnished, he might as well see his goal through to the end.

Only then would it be worth the trouble.

"Hao'er, Grandfather believes in you!"

Just as Tang Hao was about to speak, Tang Chen's voice rang out first.

"Yes!"

"Grandfather, I will certainly not let you down!"

Hearing these words, Tang Hao's gaze instantly sharpened with a piercing edge.

He was filled with absolute confidence in himself.

"Pope, please!"

Tang Hao glanced at Qian Xunji before stepping into the Soul Fighting Arena first.

This was his subtle scheme.

Possessors of the Six-Winged Angel martial soul excelled in speed and agility-based combat.

Once placed upon a ring, their advantages would be suppressed to a great extent.

Although no one had explicitly stated that falling off the ring meant defeat, it had become an unspoken convention for many soul masters.

Qian Xunji would certainly be affected.

He might even restrict himself in the coming exchange, choosing to meet Tang Hao head-on in a direct clash.

"Very well!"

Qian Xunji did not say much else; with a flicker of his figure, he arrived upon the soul fighting platform.

Bibi Dong watched this scene, feeling utterly speechless.

Why did the people of Martial Soul Hall seem to lack any real foresight?

The opponent dug a pit, and they jumped straight into it.

While she knew for certain her teacher would not lose, there was no need to place himself at a disadvantage.

"Offense taken!"

As he spoke, Tang Hao revealed his martial soul and soul rings.

As the Clear Sky Hammer was summoned, seven soul rings manifested around the hammer in his right hand.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black.

A standard soul ring configuration.

"To have such cultivation at this age—if he continues to grow, he will be another Clear Sky Douluo in the future!"

"I recall this Tang Hao is much younger than Tang Xiao, yet his strength is already greater than Tang Xiao's."

"It seems he is the next successor of the Clear Sky Sect."

"..."

The onlookers marveled at the sight, their eyes filled with admiration.

Even the members of Martial Soul Hall could not help but praise Tang Hao.

"The youngest Title Douluo?"

Regarding this, Bibi Dong did not think much of it.

Were there truly no others in this era with higher talent than Tang Hao?

Naturally, there were.

And quite a few, at that.

But due to their backgrounds and various other reasons, their paths had simply not been as smooth as Tang Hao's.

Bibi Dong did not know about others, but there was one within Martial Soul Hall.

Ling Yuan.

From talent to cultivation speed, she was not a bit inferior to Tang Hao.

She was even younger than him.

Before reaching level 60, her cultivation speed and strength were in no way inferior to Tang Hao's, yet now, she had only just approached the Soul Saint realm.

However, Tang Hao had already reached the 78th level of the Soul Saint realm.

Based on the records of Martial Soul Hall, Bibi Dong could discern much from the data.

During a certain period, Tang Hao's strength had increased far beyond his previous rate; although the Clear Sky Sect deliberately concealed this, claiming it was due to Tang Hao's innate talent.

Even the people of the Clear Sky Sect themselves believed it to be so.

But was that truly the case?

If Bibi Dong's guess was correct, Tang Hao had already fused with the two inherited Soul Bones of the Clear Sky Sect.

Both of these Soul Bones were ten-thousand-year-level, and of an exceptionally transcendent quality at that.

With such assistance, it would be truly surprising if Tang Hao had not reached his current realm.

If she remembered correctly, Tang Hao had already achieved a full set of Soul Bones back when he was still at the Soul Douluo realm.

And they were all high-quality ten-thousand-year Soul Bones.

Such a thing was truly outrageous.

Tang Hao claimed he had obtained them through good fortune while traveling.

Then, just what kind of good fortune could allow one to obtain so many precious ten-thousand-year Soul Bones?

Martial Soul Hall had so many Title Douluos, and they also went out on travels—some even doing so with the strength of a Title Douluo—yet she had never heard of anyone being lucky enough to stumble upon a Soul Bone that perfectly suited them.

Was Tang Hao's luck really that good?

He could encounter ten-thousand-year Soul Bones whenever he traveled, and they were all the type that perfectly matched his Martial Soul.

Even Tang San likely didn't have such good luck.

There were only three ways to obtain Soul Bones.

One was to purchase them, but that was far too difficult.

Any major power that obtained a Soul Bone would surely hide it away immediately, never revealing its existence.

Unless they were forced into a desperate situation, they would never bring one out for auction.

Otherwise, with the wealth of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, they would have already possessed countless Soul Bones.

Why else would they have looked so grateful later upon learning that their daughter possessed a compatible ten-thousand-year skull Soul Bone?

The second method was relatively easier: directly plundering the Soul Bones of others.

Once they heard which faction possessed a Soul Bone that suited them, they would simply strike and seize it.

As for the final method, it was to slaughter Soul Beasts on a massive scale in hopes of having a Soul Bone drop.

She did not believe Tang Hao's Soul Bones were bought.

So, where did he obtain so many of them?

It was a joke: the Twin Stars of the Clear Sky Sect traveled the continent, while the two brothers of the Body Sect wreaked havoc upon it.

Both were arrogant and domineering, and both were pairs of brothers roaming the continent.

Yet one was lauded with praise, while the other bore the weight of infamy.

Thinking of this, Bibi Dong found it utterly ridiculous.

"Tang Hao, how many pieces do you need to complete your set of Soul Bones?"

Bibi Dong looked down at Tang Hao, a playful glint appearing in her eyes.

Slaughtering Soul Beasts for Soul Bones was simply too slow.

Killing people to loot their Soul Bones was the simplest and most direct way.

Although she had no use for these Soul Bones, others around her certainly could.

Since she had become Bibi Dong and joined Martial Soul Hall, she would absolutely not let such things happen.

Double standards and evil? Could they really compare to her, an existence who had transmigrated from Blue Star and possessed absolutely no bottom line?

Back when she was in school, she had paid for "miscellaneous fees," and she had certainly learned a lot of "miscellaneous" things.

The ideas were so chaotic that even she found them terrifying once they were truly unleashed.

Just at this moment, Qian Xunji also revealed her Martial Soul.

Purple, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red, red!

The nine Soul Rings appeared, instantly drawing the gaze of everyone present.

"This..."

"How is this possible?"

"Ten-thousand-year Soul Rings, and two of them!"

"The eighth Soul Ring is already a hundred-thousand-year one; how could this be achieved?"

"The first Soul Ring is a purple thousand-year ring, and the fourth is already ten-thousand-year..."

"What Bibi Dong displayed just now was already heaven-defying, yet who would have thought the Pope's Soul Rings would be even more powerful and incredible."

"Is this the foundation of Martial Soul Hall?"

"Could it be that the Angel God truly exists?"

Watching this scene, the crowd was struck with utter horror.

At this moment, Tang Hao was left completely stunned on the spot.