Which Exalted One Is It?

After a long while, Tang Hao flew unsteadily through the air. His injuries were too severe, and the pain racking his whole body was unbearable. It took him a full day before he finally flew back to the vicinity of Notting Academy.

He lay low near Nuoding City for more than ten days. Only after seeing that Tang San had remained safe and sound the entire time, and that no suspicious figures were appearing nearby, did Tang Hao finally set his mind completely at ease.

"It seems Spirit Hall still hasn't discovered the connection between me and Little San. With Yu Xiaogang's reputation, Little San's safety shouldn't be a problem."

As the former young master of the Clear Sky Sect, Tang Hao knew many secrets unknown to outsiders, such as the entanglement between the worthless young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and Bibi Dong, the Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall.

Now that Bibi Dong had become Pope, that relationship might prove highly useful. At the very least, it offered some guarantee of safety.

That was why he had given his Spirit Hall Elder Token to Yu Xiaogang.

That token was already useless in his own hands. In Yu Xiaogang's possession, however, it might have unexpected uses.

"I should find somewhere to recover first. I'll settle my debt with Spirit Hall another day."

Gritting his teeth, Tang Hao quietly left Nuoding City once more. He flew all the way to a mountain several hundred li from Holy Soul Village and stopped beside a large pool beneath a plunging waterfall.

"Ah Yin, I've come to keep you company. Don't worry. I will avenge you."

Tang Hao looked at the waterfall, his gaze seeming to pierce through it, pass through the cliff wall, and see the Blue Silver Grass planted on the little mound of earth inside the cave behind the falls.

Tang Hao's eyes were filled with tenderness. That was his Ah Yin, the wife he loved most, yet she had been killed by Spirit Hall.

The hatred of his father's murder. The hatred of his wife's death.

He, Tang Hao, and Spirit Hall could not coexist under the same sky.

Half a year later.

In the secret chamber, Zhu Huang opened his eyes, and the aura around him surged wildly.

After half a year of unremitting bitter cultivation, occasionally discussing the great Dao of Yin-Yang dual cultivation with Ice Empress, Snow Empress, Tao Yaoyao, and Xiao Wu, and also analyzing the divine power within the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud, Zhu Huang naturally broke through to the demigod level and began to set foot in the realm of gods.

Stretching lazily, Zhu Huang walked out of the secret chamber.

With a sweep of his spiritual power, he discovered that Ice Empress, Snow Empress, and Tao Yaoyao were all in seclusion.

Over the past half year, he had studied the Dao of Yin and Yang together with them, and Zhu Huang was not the only one who had broken through. The three women had also made considerable progress.

Among them, Snow Empress had made significant headway in the demigod realm, while Ice Empress was currently breaking through the barrier of Limit Douluo. Once she emerged from seclusion, her strength would reach rank ninety-nine, allowing her to move virtually unhindered throughout the world.

As for Tao Yaoyao, her original strength was roughly that of a rank ninety-six Title Douluo, and she was also about to break through to rank ninety-seven.

This was the benefit of fortune's blessing, combined with studying Yin-Yang dual cultivation together. Their rate of progress far surpassed that of other soul beasts. Tao Yaoyao's strength was already about to surpass Da Ming's, making her the fifth strongest in Sky Demon Palace after Zhu Huang, Ice Empress, Snow Empress, and Titan Snow Demon King.

After taking a walk outside and seeing that all the women were in seclusion, Zhu Huang went to play with Xiao Wu for a few days. When he returned to the Star Dou Great Forest and found that the women still had not emerged, he simply went back into seclusion to cultivate.

In the blink of an eye, three years passed.

"Ah, Bingbing, Snow Girl, and Yaoyao have gone into seclusion again. So boring!"

Zhu Huang sat idly by the lake, fishing. Over these three years, he had also gone into seclusion frequently and taken a major step forward in the demigod realm, but he was still quite a distance away from the true god level. He would need at least several more years before there was any hope of a breakthrough.

As for the three women, under his day-and-night instruction, their progress was also remarkable. Three years ago, Ice Empress had only just broken through to Limit Douluo, but now she had already begun seclusion to assault the demigod realm.

Snow Empress was still in the demigod realm. This time, she had gained a new insight and gone into seclusion to digest it.

Tao Yaoyao needed no explanation; she was in seclusion to break through to rank ninety-eight. Her strength originally had not been outstanding. After all, plant-type soul beasts were generally a little weaker, but over these years, she had advanced by leaps and bounds, surpassing the other beast-type soul beasts.

Naturally, the other soul beasts had all made more or less progress over the years as well. Among them, Titan Snow Demon King had already broken through to rank ninety-eight strength. Da Ming and Er Ming, the two fellows who had followed Zhu Huang earliest, were also already at the peak of rank ninety-seven.

Among the other seven of the Ten Great Demon Kings, Xiao Wu was close to breaking through to rank ninety-eight, while Bear King, Lion King, Snake King, Fox King, and Peng King were all rank ninety-six. Ah Rou had also just barely reached rank ninety-six.

"It's time to go out and take a look around. Three years have passed, and that brat Tang San should be absorbing his second Soul Ring again. If I don't go find some fun, how could I be worthy of those father and son?"

Speaking of which, Tang Hao and his son had a grudge with him. When he had first arrived in this world, Tang Hao had come running over to hunt him down. If his own strength had not been passable, Tang Hao would have killed him and turned him into a ring.

He was merely making a little trouble for Tang San and his father. Repaying a heavy grudge lightly was already more than fair to them.

Tossing the straight-hook fishing rod aside, Zhu Huang stretched lazily and walked out of Sky Demon Palace.

"Your Majesty!"

The many transformed soul beasts who were resting, playing, or cultivating all knelt in awe when they saw Zhu Huang.

Zhu Huang nodded, his expression imposing without anger.

"Your Majesty, are you going out? Would you like this subordinate to accompany you?"

Peng King, one of the Ten Great Demon Kings, asked respectfully. He was in charge of intelligence gathering, and the many avian soul beasts were all under his command. His status was high and his authority great, and after cultivating the Demon God Art, he was absolutely loyal to Zhu Huang.

Zhu Huang thought for a moment. He might need someone to handle errands outside, so he nodded and said, "Then come with me."

"Yes!"

Joy spread across Peng King's hooked-nose face. He immediately manifested his true body, transforming into a Purple-Winged Lightning Roc that blotted out the sky, and said in a ringing voice, "Please climb onto this subordinate's back, Your Majesty. I will serve as Your Majesty's legs."

Zhu Huang said, "You are a Demon King. How could you serve as a mount?"

Peng King said, "Your Majesty is supreme and has granted us the grace of rebirth. This subordinate is willing to serve as Your Majesty's mount. Please do not have any concerns, Your Majesty."

Seeing that Peng King was sincere, Zhu Huang flew onto his back. Peng King also knew they were going to the human world, so he circulated a secret technique. Two yellow, two purple, and five black Soul Rings flashed around him. Now that he cultivated the Demon God Art, the essence of his Soul Power had already transformed into demon power, and he had long since lost the aura of a soul beast.

Peng King flapped his wings and shot into the clouds, racing like lightning. His incomparably massive body was lighter and swifter than drifting clouds, and in the blink of an eye, he had flown several dozen li away.

"Peng King's speed is truly world-shaking. As expected of a Purple Lightning Roc. I'm afraid no one in the world can compare to you in speed."

Zhu Huang was full of praise. In terms of pure speed, if he did not use divine power, he might not necessarily be faster than Peng King. As for the Sharp-Tailed Swift, famed for its speed, even if it cultivated to the level of a Title Douluo, it would be utterly unable to compare with Peng King.

"Your Majesty overpraises me. This subordinate's speed is merely passable. I would not dare compare myself to Your Majesty."

Peng King said that, but there was still a hint of pride in his tone. He dared not speak for anything else, but when it came to speed, he had absolute confidence.

As Peng King beat his wings, winds and clouds surged, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. Wherever he passed, hurricanes howled and the sun and moon seemed to dim. But because he was too far away and too fast, the people below only felt a gale sweep past and the sky go dark; in the blink of an eye, everything returned to normal.

So no one knew exactly what had happened. Only a few soul masters with higher cultivation could faintly sense the terrifying aura that flashed through the void.

"Which Title Douluo with a bird-type martial soul is using their Martial Soul Avatar to travel?"

At the outermost edge of the Star Dou Great Forest, in the hundred-year soul beast zone, several people looked up at the sky, and shock appeared in an old man's eyes.