Tang Hao's eighth Soul Skill came from an eighty-seven-thousand-year-old Dark Gold Demon Ape.
Combined with the Clear Sky Hammer's tremendous power, his eighth Soul Skill surpassed even the ninth Soul Skills of other Titled Douluo.
But Tang Hao's opponents were two Super Douluo at the peak of rank ninety-five, and the Coiling Dragon Staff was hardly any weaker than the Clear Sky Hammer.
If Tang Hao hadn't relied on the Clear Sky Sect's secret techniques, and if the two men hadn't intended to take him alive, he would already have been dead.
"Hahahaha! Tang Hao, you brat, don't you dare run your mouth! Today, not only will you die, but we'll also clean up that monster behind you!"
The two terrifying forces clashed once more.
But this time, to protect "Ah Yin" behind him, Tang Hao didn't dodge. He braced himself and withstood the terrifying shock waves generated by the collision of the two forces.
Seeing Tang Hao use his own body to block the deadly attack for her, "Ah Yin" looked at him with eyes full of heartache.
"Hao... are you all right?"
Hearing the fear trembling in "Ah Yin's" voice, Tang Hao's lips still bled, but he managed to force a smile.
"Ah Yin, as long as you can awaken, any sacrifice I make will be worth it."
But before he could finish, "Ah Yin's" apparition grew even more indistinct, and her face turned deathly pale.
"Ah Yin, Ah Yin, what's happening to you?!"
Tang Hao looked toward the cave below and only then realized that "Ah Yin's" true body, the Blue Silver Emperor, had been crushed halfway by the rubble.
"Hao..."
"Ah Yin's" voice grew extremely weak, breaking off again and again.
"Hao, run. My true body is far too badly damaged. Right now, I can only cling to life through the energy in my roots. If they're torn from the ground, I'll die without a doubt..."
"Don't... don't worry about me anymore. I..."
"Ah Yin's" apparition slumped into Tang Hao's arms, and tears were already streaming down his face.
Ten years ago, he had set a trap for Ah Yin to obtain her Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring. But the ten years since her death had been the hardest of his life.
If Heaven gave him another chance, he would never harm his wife. He would never let greed drive him to scheme for her Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.
Seeing that the moment was right, Qian Jun and Jiang Mo eased their pressure slightly and looked down at Tang Hao.
"Tang Hao, cripple both your arms, and we'll spare your life. We'll even let you bring this dying Blue Silver Emperor back with us to Spirit Hall to face judgment. Otherwise..."
As he spoke, a fierce, domineering wave of Soul Power burst from both Qian Jun and Falling Devil Douluo at nearly the same moment.
Boom!
As their violent power surged around them, an even stronger wave of Soul Power enveloped Tang Hao.
That was right.
Qian Jun and Jiang Mo, whose Soul Power had already reached the peak of rank ninety-five, had both broken through to rank ninety-six, the realm of Super Douluo, at the same time!
Feeling that abyss-like aura, Tang Hao knew he couldn't escape them, even if he blew up Ah Yin's ninth Soul Ring.
Besides, Ah Yin couldn't leave with him now. He absolutely couldn't let these people hurt her a second time!
"If I cripple both my arms, what will you do with Ah Yin and me?"
When the two men heard Tang Hao trying to bargain with them, a cold smile appeared in their eyes.
"Tang Hao, do you think you still have the right to negotiate with us? Either come back with us and face Spirit Hall's judgment, or... die here and now!"
Qian Jun Douluo's rank-ninety-six Soul Power enveloped Tang Hao, while "Ah Yin," held in his arms, grew even paler.
"No, don't hurt Ah Yin! If you swear by your Martial Souls that you won't take her life, I'll cripple my arms and go back with you!"
Tang Hao's eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body was drenched in blood.
Deep within him, he roared again and again.
Ah Yin had once sacrificed herself for him. Today, he would give his own life to win her a chance to survive!
Hearing his words, Qian Jun and Jiang Mo exchanged strange looks.
Still, they complied with Tang Hao's demand and swore by their Martial Souls.
After seeing them take the oath, Tang Hao didn't waste another word. Without hesitation, he smashed his left arm, then hurled the Clear Sky Hammer to crush his right.
The excruciating pain made his eyes bloodshot, yet Tang Hao was smiling.
In his heart, he believed he was atoning for the wrong he had done to Ah Yin.
"Ah!!! Ah Yin, I, Tang Hao, have wronged you!"
With both arms crippled, Tang Hao knelt in anguish on the scarred mountainside. As his arms were lost, the Soul Power within him poured away like a flood bursting through a breached dam.
"Sixth Worship, Seventh Worship, stabilize Tang Hao's cultivation! I'm going to take the life essence from the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring inside him—the one that belonged to Ah Yin!"
Ye Xuan's shout reached Qian Jun and Jiang Mo's ears. Without hesitation, they used their power to stop Tang Hao's bleeding.
The moment Tang Hao heard that voice, his dazed mind snapped back to clarity.
Immediately afterward, he saw a handsome, fair-skinned youth approach with a mischievous grin.
A Blue Silver Emperor, identical to the original and marked with golden patterns, extended from his palm and wrapped itself around Tang Hao.
Soon, Tang Hao looked behind him...
"Tian Meng, what are you still doing, pretending to be dead? Can't you see Tang Hao's already a powerless cripple?"
At his words, cold sweat suddenly broke out on Tang Hao's back.
The next moment, Ah Yin's apparition, which had been on the verge of vanishing, gradually became solid again.
As halos appeared around her, she finally transformed into a little boy dressed in black.
"Heh heh, I got a little too into the act just now. But I have to say, that was a really nasty trick. Everything went according to your plan, and this idiot really was stupid enough to cripple both his own hands..."
Tian Meng Ice Silkworm's words were full of mockery.
He didn't notice that Tang Hao was trembling all over with rage.
Just then, Qian Jun and Jiang Mo, who had been holding back their laughter for quite a while, finally couldn't contain themselves.
They burst out laughing right beside Tang Hao.
"Hahahaha! Tang Hao, if you knew your wife Ah Yin had already become the third Soul Ring of our Spirit Hall Holy Son back when the fight began..."
"And the Holy Son is about to draw Ah Yin the Blue Silver Emperor's life essence from your body to replenish what the third Soul Ring lacks. I wonder if you'll be so furious you'll drop dead! Hahaha!"
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