Tang Hao's martial soul shattered, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Jade Bone Douluo flashed forward and arrived before Tang Hao. His jade-bone palm instantly pierced Tang Hao's body, and a heart appeared in his hand.
With a squeeze from Jade Bone Douluo, Tang Hao's heart shattered into fragments. Tang Hao collapsed to the ground, losing the last of his life.
"This is level ninety-eight?"
It wasn't as though Di yihong had never seen a level ninety-eight Title Douluo before, but shattering the Clear Sky Hammer and killing Tang Hao in a single strike was not something an ordinary level ninety-eight could accomplish.
After reviving Tang Hao, Tang Hao stood behind Di yihong.
"Master, this man's strength is probably not as simple as level ninety-eight. He has likely already touched the threshold of level ninety-nine. He only needs one more step to reach level ninety-nine. Give him another five years, and he will definitely become the next Sea Demon Douluo."
Di yihong felt the same way.
Since the other party was such a level ninety-eight Title Douluo, there was no need to send Tang Hao or Tang San out. That would be a complete waste of time, and he would have to keep reviving them.
Seeing Di yihong step forward, Jade Bone Douluo asked in confusion, "Who are you?"
"Hong Martial Sect, Di yihong!"
"Di yihong? The sect master of Hong Martial Sect? Perfect, I was looking for you. Hand over your sect's Sacred Artifact, and we guarantee that you'll live."
"Sacred Artifact?"
"Still playing dumb? The area around your sect is filled with the aura of a Sacred Artifact. Don't tell me there isn't one. I wouldn't mistake something as obvious as that."
The aura of a Sacred Artifact? Di yihong instantly understood that he meant the