People from the Clear Sky Sect?
Why had they run out instead of staying in the sect and diligently cultivating?
No wonder she was so brazen. Someone must be protecting her from the shadows... He just didn't know who.
If it had been anyone else, Tang Hao might have gone soft and let them go. But if she was from the Clear Sky Sect, he absolutely couldn't let her live.
So what if a genius like Wang Dong'er was the Clear Sky Sect's hope? So what if she became a Peerless Douluo in the future, led the Clear Sky Sect back onto the mainland, and defeated Spirit Hall?
It had nothing to do with Tang Hao.
Tang Hao knew very well that the mistakes he had made could never be forgiven. Everyone in the Clear Sky Sect, except for his older brother Tang Xiao, wanted him dead and buried. Wang Dong'er had to die, and so did the person behind her.
All at once, nine Soul Rings appeared beneath Tang Hao.
The ninth was a blood-red Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring. Its aura was powerful, yet extraordinarily gentle.
It was the Soul Ring offered up by the Blue Silver Emperor, Ah Yin, a stark contrast to the killing intent that surrounded Tang Hao.
Whoosh!
A sharp sound split the air beside her ear. By the time Wang Dong'er's pupils focused, Tang Hao had already closed in. The Clear Sky Hammer came crashing toward her with the force of a mountain.
Tang Hao had put everything into this strike. Caught completely off guard, even Dugu Bo in his current state would have been gravely injured.
As for Wang Dong'er... she would be smashed into a pulp.
Even the gust of wind from the oncoming hammer cut into her cheeks like knives.
At the brink of life and death, Wang Dong'er's Sea of Consciousness suddenly grew restless.
The Sea God Trident mark appeared on her brow, blazing with golden light so bright it was impossible to look at.
A power far beyond Soul Power sent the Clear Sky Hammer—and Tang Hao along with it—flying thousands of meters. He smashed through several barren hills before finally coming to a stop.
"What's going on?"
Old injuries left behind many years ago stirred. Tang Hao grunted and forcibly swallowed the blood in his mouth.
He had suspected that the person secretly protecting Wang Dong'er was an Elder of the Clear Sky Sect, a Titled Douluo. But he hadn't expected that person to be this powerful.
That aura just now... He had felt something like it in his youth, from Grandpa Tang Chen. Could the Clear Sky Sect have produced a Peerless Douluo?
Tang Hao's spiritual power had long since spread across a hundred li. Aside from Wang Dong'er and Xiao Wu, the most obvious presence was Dugu Bo in Shrek Academy. He could sense no other distinct auras.
He was baffled. Even if Grandpa Tang Chen had made a move, it should have been impossible to do so without revealing even the slightest trace of his aura.
Suddenly, Tang Hao sensed killing intent far greater than his own rushing toward him.
Having faced countless brushes with death in Slaughter City, he was especially sensitive to danger.
He turned around in terror, fixing his gaze on Wang Dong'er. Perhaps it was an illusion, but for a brief moment he saw a figure behind her, towering and majestic as the sea.
The figure was exceptionally handsome, with blue hair fluttering in the wind. He bore a few... similarities to Ah Yin, leaving Tang Hao momentarily dazed.
Who was that?
An Elder of the Clear Sky Sect?
No, it couldn't be.
Could he be a match for this person?
The instant Tang Hao asked himself that question and began to think of retreating, his hands gripping the Clear Sky Hammer started trembling uncontrollably. He had felt this kind of terror only once before, more than a decade ago, when he was about to lose Ah Yin.
Under the baptism of Sea God's Light, Wang Dong'er's aura soared. The Sea God's Divine Sense seemed to merge completely with her.
She raised a hand and reached forward. The Sea God Trident appeared out of thin air.
Within her Sea of Consciousness, the Sea God's Divine Sense, known as Old Tang, opened his eyes for the first time. He said nothing, simply demonstrating how to wield the Sea God Trident, along with a set of spear techniques called the Sea Mountain Thirteen Forms.
Following the Sea God's Divine Sense, Wang Dong'er swung the divine weapon.
Terror consumed Tang Hao as he witnessed it all. Without hesitation, he turned and fled.
He might have been a hothead, but he wasn't an idiot. Who wouldn't run when someone's aura suddenly rose from Soul Elder to the legendary level of a Peerless demigod?
It was no different from hunting a Hundred-Year Soul Beast on the edge of a forest, only for it to flash with golden light and evolve into a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. Anyone with weak nerves would already be crying.
Tang Hao drove his Soul Power to the limit, reaching top speed. In no more than five seconds, he had raced out of Suotuo City and reached an uninhabited, barren mountain outside the city.
"You certainly picked yourself a fine place to be buried."
Wang Dong'er's voice rang in his Sea of Consciousness without warning. Tang Hao's heart stopped. His mental defenses took a heavy blow, and he instantly lost control of his Soul Power, plummeting straight down from the sky and crashing into the ground.
Wang Dong'er remained where she was. As her final strike fell, the Sea God's strongest control skill, Indefinite Storm, shot out.
Tang Hao struggled up from the ground and shook his head, trying to calm his Sea of Consciousness. Three blue rings appeared around him without warning, and time seemed to hit a pause.
Though consumed by terror, he wasn't worried that he would be killed.
He was a sinner of the Clear Sky Sect. How could Wang Dong'er, a member of the Clear Sky Sect, execute him so easily?
Once she took him back to the sect, his younger brother Tang Xiao would surely find a way to protect him.
The only thing that frightened him was how he would face the people of the Clear Sky Sect.
Tang Hao sighed inwardly.
With someone this powerful in the Clear Sky Sect, why hadn't they returned to the mainland?
A few seconds passed before Tang Hao realized the skill surrounding him was slowly dissipating into energy.
He regained some control over his body. At the very least, he could circulate his Soul Power.
Hope flared within him. He tried once more to break free and finally recovered control of his lower body.
But it wasn't that he had resisted the Sea God's skill. The duration of its control had simply run out.
"Taking me back to the Clear Sky Sect? Not a chance!"
Tang Hao roared inwardly. At last, the control skill's duration ended.
He bared his teeth in a long-unused grin and urged his Soul Power forward. He had traveled less than ten meters when Indefinite Storm struck again, pinning him in place and restricting all movement.
This time, it wasn't just Indefinite Storm. The Sea God Trident was there too.
It was the Sea God's strongest killing move: Never Return.
The Sea God Trident shot toward him at tremendous speed. All Tang Hao could see was a streak of light as tiny as a silver needle.
The oncoming force made his soul tremble. His heartbeat thundered in his ears, and his vision blurred once more. This time, it wasn't a painful memory he saw, but everything he had experienced from childhood to the present.
There was no way he could withstand this strike. He would die for sure.
But...
He still had enemies to take revenge on, loved ones who hadn't grown up, promises he hadn't kept. Most importantly, he still owed Ah Yin an apology. He hadn't yet seen Ah Yin come back to life with his own eyes. How could he die just like this? He didn't want to die. He absolutely could not die!
Cornered with nowhere left to turn, Tang Hao unleashed all his potential.
He let out a beastlike howl. A blood-red phantom of his true form appeared behind him. The phantom swept its hand, and the nine Soul Rings beneath him broke free from his body and gathered in his palm. With a light squeeze, all nine rings exploded.
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