Tang Hao's Death, Nine Souls Explode Together (2)

Someone from the Clear Sky Sect?

Why aren't you staying in the sect and cultivating properly instead of running out here?

No wonder you're so fearless; there must be someone protecting you from the shadows... I just don't know who it is.

If it were anyone else, Tang Hao might have softened his heart and let them go, but if it were someone from the Clear Sky Sect, they absolutely could not be left alive.

Never mind that Wang Dong'er's talent makes her the hope of the Clear Sky Sect; even if she could become a Peerless Douluo in the future and lead the Clear Sky Sect back to the continent to defeat Martial Soul Hall, so what?

It has absolutely nothing to do with him, Tang Hao.

Tang Hao knew very well that the mistakes he had committed could never be forgiven. Everyone in the Clear Sky Sect, except for his brother Tang Xiao, wished for him to die without a burial place. Wang Dong'er had to die, and the person behind her had to die as well.

Suddenly, nine soul rings appeared beneath Tang Hao.

The ninth, blood-colored Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast soul ring emitted an aura that was intense yet incredibly gentle.

The soul ring sacrificed by the Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin formed a sharp contrast with the killing intent surrounding Tang Hao.

Swish!

A sound of air being torn apart rang out beside her. By the time Wang Dong'er's pupils focused, Tang Hao had already arrived before her, the Clear Sky Hammer swinging down with the momentum of a mountain.

Tang Hao had used his full strength for this strike. Caught off guard, even Dugu Bo would have been severely injured if he were here.

As for Wang Dong'er... she would definitely be smashed into a pulp.

The wind from the hammer alone felt like blades, scraping her cheeks until they stung.

In this moment of life-or-death crisis, Wang Dong'er's spiritual sea suddenly became turbulent.

The mark of the Sea God Trident appeared on her forehead, shining with a golden light so brilliant it was impossible to look at directly.

A power far exceeding Soul Power sent the Clear Sky Hammer and Tang Hao flying back several thousand meters, crashing through several wild mountains before he could stabilize his figure.

"What is going on?"

Old injuries from many years ago flared up, and Tang Hao let out a muffled groan, forcibly swallowing the blood in his throat.

He had considered that the person secretly protecting Wang Dong'er might be a Title Douluo elder from the Clear Sky Sect, but he hadn't expected this person to be so strong.

The aura from that instant was something he had felt from Grandfather Tang Chen when he was young... Could it be that the Clear Sky Sect had produced a Peerless Douluo?

Tang Hao's spiritual sense had long since covered a radius of a hundred miles. Aside from Wang Dong'er and Xiao Wu, the most prominent presence was Dugu Bo at Shrek Academy; there were no other obvious auras.

He was filled with doubt. Even if Grandfather Tang Chen had struck, it would have been impossible to do so without leaking a single trace of his aura.

Suddenly, Tang Hao sensed a killing intent far surpassing his own.

Having experienced countless life-and-death battles in Slaughter City, he was exceptionally sensitive to danger.

He turned his head in terror, his gaze locking onto Wang Dong'er. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but in a daze, he saw a figure as vast as the ocean standing behind her.

This figure was extremely handsome, with blue hair fluttering in the wind, bearing a slight resemblance to... Ah Yin. This left Tang Hao in a trance.

Who was that?

Some elder of the Clear Sky Sect?

No, it couldn't be.

Could he be a match for this person?

Tang Hao asked himself. The moment the thought of retreating crossed his mind, his hands gripping the Clear Sky Hammer couldn't stop trembling. He had only felt such fear once before, over a decade ago, when he was about to lose Ah Yin.

Under the baptism of the Sea God's Light, Wang Dong'er's aura soared rapidly; the Sea God's Divine Sense seemed to have merged completely with her.

She raised her hand and grasped forward, and the Sea God Trident appeared out of thin air.

Within her spiritual sea, the Sea God's Divine Sense, known as "Old Tang," opened his eyes for the first time. He said nothing, but began to demonstrate how to use the Sea God Trident, along with a set of techniques called the "Sea Mountain Thirteen Forms."

Wang Dong'er followed the guidance of the Sea God's Divine Sense and swung the divine artifact.

Witnessing all this, Tang Hao was gripped by immense terror, and he turned to flee without hesitation.

Though he was a brute, he was no fool. When someone's aura suddenly jumped from a Soul Elder to the legendary Peerless Demigod level, who wouldn't run?

It was no different from hunting a hundred-year soul beast on the outskirts of the forest, only for it to suddenly evolve into a hundred-thousand-year soul beast after a flash of golden light. Those with weak nerves would have already been reduced to tears.

Tang Hao desperately channeled his Soul Power, reaching his maximum speed. In less than five seconds, he rushed out of Suotuo City and arrived at a deserted mountain outside the city.

"You certainly picked a fine piece of land for your own burial."

Wang Dong'er's voice rang out in his spiritual sea without warning. Tang Hao's heart skipped a beat, his spiritual barrier suffered a heavy blow, and he instantly lost control of his Soul Power, plummeting vertically from the sky.

Wang Dong'er remained where she was. As she swung the final strike, the Sea God's most powerful control skill, Indefinite Storm, shot out rapidly.

Tang Hao struggled to climb up from the ground, shaking his head to try and calm his spiritual sea, but three azure light rings shackled him without warning. Time seemed to have been pressed on pause.

He was filled with fear, yet he wasn't worried about being killed.

He was a sinner of the Clear Sky Sect; as a member of the sect, how could Wang Dong'er execute him so easily?

Once she brought him back to the sect, his younger brother Tang Xiao would surely find a way to protect him.

The only thing he feared was how he would face the people of the Clear Sky Sect when the time came.

Tang Hao sighed inwardly.

With such a powerful figure in the Clear Sky Sect, why not return to the mainland?

A few seconds passed, and Tang Hao suddenly realized that the skill trapping him was slowly dissipating into energy.

He regained some control over his body; at the very least, his Soul Power could circulate.

Hope reignited within him, and he tried once more to break free, finally regaining the ability to move his lower body.

However, this was not because he had resisted the Sea God's skill, but because the duration of the control had ended.

"Dragging me back to the Clear Sky Sect? Absolutely impossible!"

Tang Hao roared in his heart, but just as the control effect expired, he cracked his mouth open in a long-lost grin. Before his Soul Power could propel him even ten meters away, another Indefinite Storm struck, pinning him in place and restricting all movement.

This time, it was not just the Indefinite Storm, but the Sea God Trident itself.

It was the Sea God's ultimate killing move: Never Return.

The Sea God Trident approached at such blinding speed that all Tang Hao could see was a sliver of light as thin as a silver needle.

The overwhelming aura rushing toward him made his soul tremble; his heartbeat thundered like rolling drums, and his vision blurred once more. This time, it was not painful memories, but everything he had experienced from childhood to the present.

He could not block this move; he would surely die.

But...

He still had enemies to avenge, a child yet to grow up, promises yet to be fulfilled, and most importantly, he still owed Ah Yin an apology. He had not yet seen Ah Yin resurrected with his own eyes. How could he die like this? He did not want to die, and he absolutely could not die.

In this desperate situation, Tang Hao unleashed all of his potential.

He let out a roar like a wild beast as the phantom of his blood-colored true form manifested behind him. The phantom's massive hand swept out, and the nine soul rings beneath him detached from his body and gathered in its palm. With a gentle squeeze, all nine rings detonated at once.