Ah Yin is Dead?

In a stretch of wilderness in Fasinuo Province, Ah Yin was extremely weak after giving birth. After fleeing with Tang Hao for several days, she was already utterly exhausted.

At last, Spirit Hall's people caught up to them again and surrounded them.

This time, Ah Yin no longer had the strength to run.

"Tang Hao, surrender. Your son has already been born. For the sake of the Clear Sky Sect, we can spare you and your son. I only want the Blue Silver Empress. This is already my greatest mercy."

High in the sky, Qian Xunji spread his wings and stood in midair, looking down at Tang Hao as he spoke coldly.

"Don't even think about it! If you want to kill Ah Yin, you'll have to step over my corpse first!"

Tang Hao shielded Ah Yin behind him, his face full of resolve. But deep in his eyes, a trace of anxiety and gloom flashed past.

"What's going on? We're already at the end of the road, about to die any moment. Why hasn't Ah Yin sacrificed herself to me yet?"

"Could it be that she doesn't actually love me, or doesn't love me as much as I imagined, and isn't willing to sacrifice herself for me?"

"But even if she doesn't love me enough, for Little San's sake, she should still throw herself in without regard for her life and sacrifice herself so we father and son can escape, shouldn't she?"

"Where exactly did things go wrong?"

Tang Hao's heart surged like a storm, his thoughts in complete chaos.

He had planned this scheme long ago. It was precisely because he understood Ah Yin well enough that he dared carry out such a dangerous plan. If anything went wrong, one careless move would see him burned by the very fire he played with.

From how things looked now, it seemed he had somewhat lost control.

If Ah Yin refused to sacrifice herself to him, then he would be in danger today. Could he really have to surrender to Qian Xunji and abandon Ah Yin to leave on his own?

"If Ah Yin still refuses to sacrifice herself to me even after seeing me fall into a desperate situation, then it means she doesn't love me. In that case, for the sake of our child, if I endure the humiliation and temporarily compromise with Qian Xunji, she should understand, right?"

Tang Hao's heart was filled with shadows. At this moment, his feelings toward Ah Yin were very complicated. His love was real, and so was his guilt, but resentment was mixed in as well.

Even at a time like this, she still refused to sacrifice herself to him, making all his planning come to nothing and instead leaving him in this awkward predicament. How ruthless of her. A Soul Beast was still a Soul Beast. It was forever impossible for one to truly open its heart to a human without reservation.

Attacks rained down from all around. Tang Hao roared as he blocked another round, then spat out another large mouthful of filthy blood, his face turning deathly pale.

There were simply too many enemies. He felt that if this continued, he would die here. Anger and humiliation flashed through his eyes. He had already decided that if things truly became impossible, he would admit defeat to Qian Xunji and retreat.

"Stubborn fool."

Seeing that Tang Hao was still resisting, Qian Xunji sneered. "Since Tang Hao doesn't know what's good for him and insists on seeking death, then there's no need to hold back anymore. If he dies, it's on me. After you take down the Blue Silver Empress, I will reward you handsomely."

At his command, nearly twenty Soul Douluo and Soul Saint experts all looked invigorated, and their attacks grew even fiercer.

Pfft!

Tang Hao coughed up blood again and again, his body covered in wounds. Seeing that Ah Yin still showed no sign of movement, his heart had already sunk to the bottom. He no longer held any hope.

"Forget it. I misjudged her. Since you are heartless, don't blame me for being unjust."

Tang Hao gritted his teeth, then suddenly looked up at the golden-armored man in the sky who seemed like a god. Seeing an even fiercer wave of attacks about to arrive, he shouted, "Pope, stop! I'll leave with my son. You cannot kill me."

"What Clear Sky Twin Stars? What future Clear Sky Douluo? Just a coward!"

Qian Xunji smiled disdainfully. At this moment, Tang Hao no longer posed any threat in his heart. With a wave of his hand, he said, "Let them father and son leave."

"Yes!"

The soul masters besieging Tang Hao immediately stopped their attacks and opened a path, but they still locked onto the Blue Silver Empress like tigers eyeing their prey, giving her no chance to escape.

Ah Yin looked at Tang Hao with a complicated expression, her face heartbroken. "Hao, are you going to abandon me? You said you would protect me, that anyone who wanted to hurt me would have to step over your corpse first. Have you forgotten all of that?"

Tang Hao did not dare look into Ah Yin's eyes. If he had looked carefully, perhaps he would have discovered that deep within Ah Yin's sorrowful gaze, there was nothing but desolation and mockery, as well as hatred.

"Ah Yin, I'm sorry. I can die, but our son can't die just like this. He was only just born."

Tang Hao held Tang San in his arms. At this moment, Tang San was actually still asleep despite the fierce battle. He had been crying not long ago, yet now he was especially quiet.

Tang Hao's gaze was very gentle. "Ah Yin, I know you love our child more than yourself. Once I send our child somewhere safe, I'll come back to save you. Even if I can't save you, I'll live and die together with you."

"Heh."

Ah Yin smiled miserably. At this moment, no grief was greater than a dead heart. She looked at Qian Xunji, and a trace of madness appeared in her eyes. "Don't you want my Soul Ring and soul bone? Fine. I'll give them to you right now."

Ah Yin's aura suddenly soared wildly. The power of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast hidden within her body surged out, instantly enveloping the area for several li around them, while she herself threw herself toward Qian Xunji in the air.

"Not good! She's going to self-destruct! Stop her, quickly!"

Qian Xunji's expression changed drastically. As he gave orders to Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, he himself flapped his wings at high speed and fled as a streak of golden light.

Fear appeared on Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo's faces. A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast self-destructing—how terrifying would that be?

The two of them were Title Douluo who had not even reached rank ninety-five. What right did they have to stop it?

But in order to protect the Pope, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and launch attacks at Ah Yin.

Below, Tang Hao and the many Spirit Hall Soul Douluo and Soul Saints all showed fear at the same time. Without another word, they fled madly into the distance.

Boom!

An earth-shaking explosion rang out. A massive mushroom cloud rose into the sky, the earth trembled, and the void roared.

When the dust and smoke gradually dispersed, none of those soul masters remained where they had been. All that was left was a huge pit over a hundred meters in diameter, with groundwater gurgling up from below.

In the sky, a blood-red Soul Ring drifted, while in the pit, a blue leg bone shone brilliantly, catching the eye like the most exquisite work of art.

"Cough, cough!"

A few coughs sounded, and a soot-covered Tang Hao crawled to his feet. That terrifying explosion just now should have blown him to pieces, but before Ah Yin died, she had controlled the force of the blast and kept it from harming father and son.

At the sight of the blood-red Soul Ring in the air, Tang Hao's eyes instantly went red, his heart torn with agony.

He was in pain because Ah Yin had been forced by Spirit Hall until not even her bones remained, and he had lost her forever. He also hated that though Ah Yin's self-destruction had dealt Spirit Hall a devastating blow, he could not absorb this Soul Ring.

"Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji— I, Tang Hao, will never live under the same sky as you!"

Tang Hao threw back his head and roared in fury. Forcing down his grief, he jumped into the pit and picked up the Blue Silver Empress Right Leg Bone, then swept his gaze around. Spirit Hall's Soul Douluo and Soul Saints had all been reduced to nothing.

In the distance, three battered figures were struggling to rise.

Seeing Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo covered in blood and staggering, while Qian Xunji was in such a wretched state that he could no longer get up, a ruthless light flashed in Tang Hao's eyes.