Spirit Hall: Tang Hao, Forget It, Let's Keep the Peace and Prosper

Tang Hao was stunned by the impact.

He covered the two clear red marks on his forehead, staring blankly at Ning Fengzhi, who was panting heavily and had a flushed face.

My mind went completely blank.

He had considered that Ning Fengzhi might hesitate, make excuses, or even offer help.

But he never dreamed that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Master, who was known for his elegance and wisdom, would actually use his Martial Soul to give him two "blows"!

What the hell is this?

Physical assistance?!

"Sect Master! Sect Master! Calm down!"

"It's not worth getting angry over this guy!"

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were the first to react. The two rushed forward and, one on each side, dragged and pulled Ning Fengzhi, who was still on top, away.

Joke.

The reason they dared to so boldly kick Tang Hao was ultimately because of their own strength and resilience; even if Tang Hao retaliated in desperation, they could withstand it.

But Ning Fengzhi is no good!

He's a physically weak support-type Soul Saint!

Even if Tang Hao were on his last breath, a single kick from him would be enough to make Sect Master Ning's shit come out!

Tang Hao finally snapped out of his daze after those two extremely insulting blows.

An unprecedented rage, mixed with endless humiliation, exploded forth!

A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated!

He admitted that he was outmatched and beaten by more than a dozen titled Douluo today.

But Ning Fengzhi, a support-type Soul Master whom he used to look down upon, used his Martial Soul as a brick to smash his head...

This is worse than killing him!

"The one surnamed Ning!!!"

With bloodshot eyes, Tang Hao actually managed to get up from under everyone's feet and charged towards Ning Fengzhi, who was being carried away, like a mad bull.

"I'm not done with you yet!!"

A "battle of the century" between a Soul Saint and a Title Douluo was about to erupt.

Even Ning Fengzhi thought that the group of Title Douluo from the Spirit Hall would immediately take action and once again crush the crazed Tang Hao.

However.

What happened next left Ning Fengzhi, who had just been carried off the battlefield, completely dumbfounded.

Perhaps it was because he had stayed in Lin Feng's restaurant for too long and was too influenced by the "no fighting" rule.

Or perhaps their thought processes have truly become increasingly peculiar.

The moment they saw the two about to fight, an incredibly absurd thought unconsciously popped into the minds of these titled Douluo.

Try to break up the fight!

We have to mediate!

We can't let them fight at their seniors' "mission site"!

"Eek!?"

Tuoba Xi, who was closest, was the first to act, grabbing Tang Hao's right shoulder.

"Tang Hao! Let's talk this out! Don't resort to violence!"

The Mighty Lion Douluo on the other side also reacted quickly, grabbing Tang Hao's left arm tightly.

"Exactly! We're all respectable people; it's so unsightly to see us fighting and killing each other!"

The Demon Bear Douluo was even more formidable; he grabbed Tang Hao from behind with a bear hug, tightly embracing his waist while muttering words of persuasion.

"Alright, alright, give me, Old Xiong, some face! Stop arguing! Peace brings wealth, peace brings wealth!"

Then.

And so, the most bizarre and outrageous scene in the ten-thousand-year history of the Douluo Continent was born.

Three Title Douluo, each with a strength of at least level 94, were desperately pulling a Title Douluo who was severely injured and had exhausted his Soul Power.

There was no hostility on their faces; instead, their expressions were full of sincerity, as if they were saying, "Big Brother, calm down."

Tang Hao was being held up by three people, his limbs flailing helplessly in the air.

On the opposite side, Ning Fengzhi being held firmly by two Title Douluo, still wielding the Eight Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda with great force, shouting that he would smash Tang Hao's skull.

This is hardly a confrontation between top-tier experts.

It's clearly a bunch of street thugs taking sides!

Just then...

At the entrance of the cave, the figure of Golden Crocodile Douluo slowly walked out.

In his hands, he was carefully holding a Blue Silver Grass, its leaves adorned with faint golden patterns, enveloped in Soul Power.

As soon as he stepped out of the cave, this farcical scene unfolded before him.

Golden Crocodile Douluo's face instantly darkened again.

"You!"

"What are they up to now?!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo finally couldn't hold back any longer and let out a furious roar, which exploded like a thunderclap from a clear sky!

The terrifying pressure contained in that voice brought the farcical standoff to an abrupt halt.

Everyone froze in place.

They turned their heads simultaneously to look at the source of the sound.

Even Tang Hao, who had just been struggling frantically like a mad bull, subconsciously looked over.

Then, everyone saw the Blue Silver Grass in Golden Crocodile Douluo's hand, its leaves bearing faint golden patterns, carefully wrapped in a ball of gentle Soul Power.

Tang Hao's pupils contracted to their maximum size in an instant.

Ah Yin!

That's his Ah Yin!

An indescribable panic and rage gripped his heart instantly, causing him to let out a hoarse roar.

"Ah..."

However, he didn't even have time to utter the word "silver".

The three people supporting him— the Demon Bear Douluo, Tuoba Xi, and the Mighty Lion Douluo —made the same move almost simultaneously.

Let go.

Then, he kicked it out!

They simply tossed Tang Hao, this "hot potato," aside, letting him fall flat on his face.

The next second.

Everyone from the Spirit Hall, including Ning Fengzhi who was just above, rushed towards the Golden Crocodile Douluo!

Tang Hao?

Who cares about that good-for-nothing anymore!

Compared to his predecessors' "bonsai," he's nothing!

"Is this the 'bonsai' you wanted, senior?"

"Let me see! Let me see!"

A group of top experts huddled together, standing on tiptoe and craning their necks, their curious and excited expressions resembling those of a group of children who had never seen the world before.

Ning Fengzhi squeezed to the very front, no longer caring about maintaining his refined sect leader image, his eyes shining as he stared at the Blue Silver Grass in Golden Crocodile Douluo's hand.

"Is this the legendary Blue Silver Emperor?"

As he watched, he was filled with indignation.

To be honest, when he first set off from Spirit City and heard from Golden Crocodile Douluo about the true cause of the earth-shattering battle twelve years ago, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

So, the Spirit Hall hunted down Tang Hao back then because your Pope Qian Xunji wanted to capture his wife, Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in human form?

Tang Hao fought you all just to protect his wife?

Ning Fengzhi's first reaction was that it was absurd, and his second reaction was... the Spirit Hall had handled this matter in a truly unethical way.

But now, when he saw this legendary Blue Silver Emperor, the last vestiges of sympathy and morality in his heart were instantly thrown to the winds.

Typical?

How much is the tunnel worth?

Will I get a compliment from a senior colleague in return?!

Tang Hao, who had been left outside the circle, struggled to get up from the ground.

He wiped the mud off his face, and what he saw was this glaring sight.

His wife.

Ah Yin, the love of his life.

At this moment, he was being watched and admired by his greatest enemies, just like a rare object.

But he, the husband, was ruthlessly ostracized, like a stray dog that no one paid any attention to.

Just as he was about to angrily rebuke the crowd and demand that they return Ah Yin to him, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, who was the most knowledgeable about plants among the crowd, frowned deeply.

"That's not right..."

He muttered to himself, his eyes filled with deep doubt.

"This Blue Silver Emperor, after all, possesses the bloodline of a king among Plant-type Soul Beast, and its vitality is unparalleled on the continent."

"Even if she sacrificed her Soul Ring and cultivation for Tang Hao, leaving only a seed to sprout anew, it shouldn't be like this... so weak."