Battle's End, Tang Hao Escapes

"Tang Hao, have you gone mad? This isn't some deserted wilderness. Do you have any idea what kind of consequences this will cause?"

Chen Xin frowned deeply. Tang Hao had truly gone insane—his body was already in such a state, yet he still insisted on fighting.

While fending off Tang Hao's attacks, Chen Xin slightly turned his head to look behind him. A pinkish-red sphere of light still flashed with blinding brilliance there, and the dense energy within it made even him, a Title Douluo, tremble.

"Rongrong, what's going on?"

"Grandpa Sword, there's no time to explain. Hurry up and kill that bastard Tang Hao! He bullied Rongrong!"

Ning Rongrong's aggrieved voice came over, leaving Chen Xin no choice but to focus all his attention on Tang Hao.

"That's Sword Douluo, Sword Dao Chen Xin!?"

Flender's heart sank. Why did he feel like Ning Rongrong had called him to Suotuo City specifically to teach them a lesson? Ning Rongrong looked so well-behaved, yet she was actually the hands-on type? So she hadn't been bluffing when she said she would call Sword Douluo to punish him that day?

"Mubai, hurry and carry Teacher Qin Ming over here. It'd be bad if the battle spread over there later."

Taking advantage of this time, Dugu Yan and the others had also left the center. They stood beside Zhu Zhuqing and looked toward Yun Tian, their beautiful eyes filled with worry.

"Pfft!"

On the battlefield, Tang Hao spat out another mouthful of black blood, and a momentary daze actually appeared in his eyes.

"Damn it, I can't keep fighting. I don't even have the strength to unleash my Martial Soul Avatar anymore!"

Tang Hao cursed inwardly. He had never dreamed that both his old injuries and hidden injuries would flare up today, and with such violence at that.

Yun Tian was truly favored by fate. Even the heavens were protecting him in secret!

"Hammer technique, Chaotic Wind Splitting Hammer!"

The great hammer began striking repeatedly, forcefully widening the distance between Tang Hao and Chen Xin.

"Clang!"

Chen Xin hovered in the air as countless flashes of blades and sword shadows flickered around him, his eyes full of gravity.

Tang Hao was clearly in far worse condition than before, yet Chen Xin still could not gain the upper hand in terms of strength. That Ring-Splitting Secret Technique was truly terrifying.

"Chen Xin, I, Tang Hao, will remember what happened today. One day, I will destroy the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect at any cost!"

With that, Tang Hao flashed forward, grabbed Tang San, and fled into the distance.

Chen Xin withdrew his Martial Soul and slowly descended to the ground. Turning around, he looked up at the sphere of light surrounding Yun Tian, his eyes unable to conceal his shock.

"Grandpa Sword!"

Ning Rongrong ran forward, then threw herself into Sword Douluo's arms.

"Rongrong, this was why you called Grandpa Sword here?"

"No. Rongrong called you here to teach Flender and the others a lesson. They bullied me!"

With a helpless smile, Chen Xin flicked his sleeve and said, "So Tang Hao came too?"

Ning Rongrong gave a playful smile, then told him everything that had happened, including the spirit battle and Tang Hao's appearance.

When she mentioned that Xiao Wu was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, Chen Xin's eyes widened.

"A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?! That sphere of light?"

He could sense the aura of a soul beast there, an unmistakable hundred-thousand-year aura.

"That's Xiao Wu. She sacrificed herself to little... Yun Tian."

"That kid is really lucky..."

Hearing Chen Xin's tone, Ning Rongrong immediately grew anxious. She stepped forward and blocked his path, saying nervously, "Grandpa Sword, you can't set your sights on Yun Tian. He, I..."

Ning Rongrong's little face flushed red. Clutching her skirt, she did not know what to say for a moment.

Seeing this, Chen Xin said nothing. He merely decided inwardly that he absolutely had to see what sort of person this boy was later.

As for now...

Turning his head, Chen Xin fixed a sharp gaze on Flender, Zhao Wuji, and the guilt-ridden Dai Mubai.

"You people are really something."

On Yun Tian's side.

Within the sphere of light, his consciousness was blurry.

[Detected that the host has broken through the level-fifty bottleneck. The entry will be issued when idle!]

[Detected Hundred-Thousand-Year Soft Bone Rabbit Left Leg Bone. Converting...]

[Conversion successful. Converted into Hundred-Thousand-Year Silver Shadow Galloping Dragon Left Leg Bone!]

"Urgh!"

Yun Tian's consciousness gradually cleared. Everything that had just happened felt like a dream, but the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring beneath his feet proved that Xiao Wu was gone.

His Soul Power Level had ultimately settled at level fifty-three. Looking at his Sky-Piercing Spear, besides its original bluish-gray radiance, it now carried a faint trace of pink. Yun Tian could feel that it was Xiao Wu's aura. Though weak, it was still there.

"Perhaps... I can try to awaken Xiao Wu later?"

Naturally, this did not mean using a godly trial to resurrect her. In the original story, Xiao Wu had been resurrected only because Lovesick Heartbreak Red had preserved her divine soul beforehand, allowing her to return to her original little white rabbit form.

Right now, she did not have Lovesick Heartbreak Red, and her body had already dissipated. Fortunately, some of her energy remained within the Sky-Piercing Spear.

Perhaps, like Yun Ming, he could elevate the Sky-Piercing Spear into the Sky-Piercing Divine Spear. By then, even if he could not resurrect Xiao Wu, he could at least see her phantom.

The sphere of energy slowly dispersed. Under the delighted or contemplative gazes of the crowd, Yun Tian's figure appeared before them.

Five Soul Rings—yellow, purple, purple, black, and red—spun continuously beneath his feet. When the fifth Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring appeared, everyone present could not help but suck in a cold breath.

"A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring!! This is Xiao Wu's..."

Dugu Yan and the others looked at Yun Tian without envy, only with a hint of concern. Little Tian's emotions must be very complicated right now, right?

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong, meanwhile, felt somewhat sorrowful. After all, during the time they had spent with Xiao Wu, their relationship had actually been quite good.

"Little Tian!"

"Big Brother Yun Tian!"

Ning Rongrong, Dugu Yan, and the others swarmed over, constantly examining Yun Tian's condition. The truth was that he had never been better; even his Soul Power was much more abundant than before.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin watched the scene before him with some surprise. That little girl seemed to be Old Poison Dugu Bo's granddaughter, didn't she? And that other girl was from the Nine-Heart Begonia Ye Clan?

What charm did this kid possess to court so many girls with power and influential backgrounds at once?

"Urgh..."

"Hm? You still dare to make a sound!?"

Nearby, Zhao Wuji, Flender, and Dai Mubai had already been beaten black and blue by Chen Xin. Zhao Wuji had not even been involved in the matter, but Chen Xin had beaten him along with the others anyway.

Hearing that, the three immediately covered their mouths and did not dare make another sound.

"Something's wrong. Where's Yu Xiaogang?"

Chen Xin looked around and realized that Yu Xiaogang was nowhere to be seen. Even one of the Imperial Battle Team members had vanished.

Shi Mo, his brother, Yu Feng, and Osler were all nearby. Only Yu Tianheng was missing.