A Thousand-Mile Pursuit, Tang Hao Detonates His Rings, Escapes with His Life, and Severs His Own Limbs

Meanwhile, a thousand miles from Spirit City.

Several figures streaked across the sky one moment and raced over the ground the next.

They were Tang Hao and his son, pursued all the way from Spirit Hall by Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, and two other Titled Douluo.

Bibi Dong did not know Tang Hao's exact strength, but only fourteen years had passed since he became a Titled Douluo. She estimated he was around Level 95 or 96.

That was why she had sent her two trusted subordinates, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.

Tang Hao's record might have been intimidating, but their Two Extremes Stillness Domain was the perfect counter to flashy tricks.

Once the two trapped him, with another Titled Douluo or two to help, even a Level 97 Titled Douluo risked falling.

But how could Tang Hao not know that?

The moment he spotted Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo, he gave them no chance to use their Martial Soul Fusion Skill. He turned and fled.

A Titled Douluo sprinting at full speed could cover dozens of miles in an instant, and Tang Hao kept his distance from the pair.

That was why Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo still had not caught him after three hours.

As time passed, however, Tang Hao's expression grew grave.

Because Titled Douluo in Douluo I had not formed Soul Cores, their Soul Power was limited and their endurance poor.

Worse, Tang Hao had to constantly divert Soul Power to suppress his Old Wounds, putting him at an even greater disadvantage.

Above all, he had not expected Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo to pursue him with such stubborn determination, clinging to him like shadows.

With their Martial Soul Fusion Skill to worry about, he did not dare counterattack rashly.

Still, Tang Hao had one advantage neither of them could match.

He possessed