Showdown with Ghost and Chrysanthemum Douluo! Tang Hao's Shock!

Tang Hao pondered in secret.

The more he watched, the less it felt like a chance encounter.

The powerhouse from the Holy Demon Federation must have had a core objective to intercept the Shrek party.

He did not associate this with Tang San; after all, the Clear Sky Sect had been in decline for years and had long since lost the prestige of the top three sects.

Even if his son possessed extraordinary talent, he was only at the mere thirtieth or fortieth level; why would that mysterious force specifically dispatch a ninth-rank expert to target him?

His attention remained focused on Ghost and Chrysanthemum Douluo, as well as Dai Mubai behind them.

The former were renowned elders of Martial Soul Hall, and the latter's identity had been revealed as a prince of the Star Luo Empire.

If one were to choose a target, they were the most likely candidates. Assuming Tang San was merely caught in the crossfire, Tang Hao quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Clearly, he was not the only one with this assumption; in fact, at this moment, everyone including Ghost and Chrysanthemum Douluo held a similar line of thought.

Could it be that the Pope's alliance plan had been leaked to the enemy in advance, leading them to dispatch a powerhouse specifically to obstruct them and kill Dai Mubai?

It was precisely because of this consideration that they chose to strike decisively.

The Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum martial soul shattered into countless petals.

Spinning under the influence of soul power, it surged forward like a tornado, every chrysanthemum petal sharp as a blade.

This was Yue Guan's ninth soul skill, accompanied by his murmurs of something like "Chrysanthemum Remains."

Simultaneously, Gui Mei beside him unleashed his killing move, the eighth soul skill [Demons and Monsters], summoning a multitude of purple skeletons.

The two coordinated with tacit understanding, one attacking from the front and the other from the flank. Seeing this, Long Xingyu revealed a look of surprise, his expression turning somewhat solemn.

As expected, those who could cultivate to the ninth rank, or rather, the Title Douluo level, all possessed some degree of skill, and the fellows before him were no exception.

"Spinning Sword of Combat!"

Long Xingyu initiated his signature technique.

Remaining suspended in mid-air, he rotated in place to generate a powerful gale.

Spiritual power with holy attributes radiated from him, swirling around his body as it collided with the incoming soul skills.

The sharp chrysanthemum blades clanged and shattered, the purple skeletons were annihilated, and the manic energy formed a massive shockwave that rippled in all directions.

It kicked up a violent storm that nearly exposed Tang Hao in the shadows. As for the Shrek party below? With their low cultivation, they were blown head over heels.

"So, so strong! This is the combat power of the Title level!"

Tang San fell face-first into the dirt, climbing up with his face covered in dust.

His gaze was burning as he stared at the scene not far away, a fierce desire to become stronger igniting within him.

If he possessed such strength, would he still be like he was now, left to be slaughtered like an ant?

"San, don't just stand there, let's go!"

Xiao Gang's voice rang out as he tugged at his sleeve.

Tang San snapped to his senses; now was not the time for idle thoughts, and he nodded heavily to show he understood.

Taking advantage of the two Martial Soul Hall elders holding back the big shot from the Holy Demon Federation, they had to run to have any hope of survival!

Immediately, the Shrek group took to their heels.

They plunged into the forest and vanished without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Long Xingyu, having just neutralized the killing blow, instantly captured this sight and frowned.

Without overthinking it, he was surrounded by brilliant holy light and intended to burst forth in pursuit, but was intercepted by Ghost and Chrysanthemum Douluo.

"It seems your target, sir, was not to kill me and Old Ghost, but those little ones." Yue Guan condensed new chrysanthemums, his aura growing increasingly formidable.

"Shrek are mere nobodies, not worthy of such attention. There is only one truth!" Gui Mei sneered, self-righteously convinced that the target was Dai Mubai.

This made the two loyal men even less willing to let go.

They assumed a pincer formation, their soul power locking onto Long Xingyu's aura.

They were determined not to let him pass unless they killed him. Seeing this, the latter curled his lip in frustration.

He had intended to dispose of Tang San casually and then leave for the sake of caution, not wanting to entangle himself with ninth-rank experts.

Now, however, he was forced to fight. Amidst the shining holy light, specks of crimson appeared out of thin air, crashing outward in all directions.

The [Slaughter God's Domain] he had just comprehended was displayed before Ghost and Chrysanthemum Douluo, easily shattering their soul power blockade and lunging back at them.

"How can this be!"

Both their faces were filled with horror.

As elders of Martial Soul Hall and veteran lackeys of Bibi Dong, they were naturally familiar with the [Slaughter God's Domain].

They never imagined that their opponent would also possess this technique, and they suddenly recalled their encounter at the City of Slaughter a few days prior.

Realization dawned on their faces, followed by even grimmer expressions; it seemed that surviving today's battle would be difficult.

Yue Guan let out a sharp cry, taking the initiative to strike under the pressure.

Gui Mei naturally did not delay, continuing to unleash his powerful soul skills.

The explosion roared, instantly echoing across the sky above the forest as the battle reached a fever pitch.

Not far away, Tang Hao was equally startled, falling into a state of incredulous confusion.

Was it not said that the Holy Demon Federation came from a different continent and a different plane? Why then did they understand the Slaughter God's Domain?

He had been tailing and protecting Tang San recently and was unaware of the changes in the City of Slaughter. Beyond his bewilderment, his vigilance toward Long Xingyu intensified.

If there is an opportunity, I must find a way to kill this person!

Tang Hao made a secret resolution, preparing to observe the situation on the battlefield.

Suddenly, the shrill, mournful cry of Yue Guan echoed throughout the woods.

Amidst the chaotic energy, a black shadow flew backward and crashed to the ground; it was the heavily wounded and dying Gui Mei.

Seeing the ferocity of their enemy, the two of them—Ghost and Chrysanthemum—had intended to use their trump card, the Martial Soul Fusion Skill Polar Static Domain, to neutralize the threat of the Slaughter God's Domain.

Unexpectedly, Long Xingyu sensed their intent. Using some unknown method, he forcibly disrupted the activation of their soul skill, and the Holy Sword, radiating intense energy, thrust toward Yue Guan.

Gui Mei had inexplicably blocked the path, taking the hit for his dear friend, but in doing so, his heart was pierced. His aura rapidly withered, his pupils began to contract, and it was clear he would not survive.

"Old Ghost!"

Yue Guan screamed at the top of his lungs.

However, it was of no use.

Since they were enemies, Long Xingyu would not hold back, raising his sword to prepare for another attack.

Just then, Gui Mei, lying in the crater, suddenly grinned as a powerful surge of black soul power erupted.

Using his final shred of life, he unleashed his ninth soul skill, Hellish Specter, causing transparent giant hands to rise from the ground.

There were twenty or thirty of them, forming a clear blockade that, catching him off guard, actually managed to trap Long Xingyu.

"Even in death, you cover for your teammate? Though we are enemies, I admire your resolve. Go in peace..."

Long Xingyu was slightly moved, yet he did not stop his assault.

After all, this was merely a final death-throe, incapable of posing a significant threat.

With a flash of sword light, the twenty or thirty transparent giant hands were cleared away once more.

As Gui Mei, having exhausted his final strength, lay dead on the ground, Long Xingyu felt a bit sour.

It was partly because he had just sensed the bond of friendship from his enemy, but more importantly, the other person had actually escaped!

Yue Guan was well aware of his friend's intent; naturally, he would not let grief cause him to miss his only chance to flee.

Once this powerhouse possessing the Slaughter God's Domain broke free from the confinement, his own fate would be nothing but death.

Therefore, he fled in hatred at the first opportunity, chasing in the direction Shrek had departed, and soon found the group.

"Idiots! Don't you understand how to scatter and run?"

"Dai Mubai, follow me and leave first!"