Tang Hao's Breakdown: Ah Yin and the Spirit Bone Are Gone, What Will Become of My Son?

Tang San felt confused.

He did not understand why his father insisted he return to participate in the Soul Master Tournament.

Of course, he also wanted to prove himself in the tournament, bring glory to Shrek Academy, and let the world see the talent of his teacher, Yu Xiaogang.

But his identity had already been exposed, and he would inevitably become a target for everyone.

"Dad, that Demon Subduing Douluo is a titled elder of Spirit Hall, yet he acted as a guardian for Ye Han. This shows that Ye Han is also a member of Spirit Hall, and very likely one they are heavily cultivating. Under these circumstances, wouldn't me participating in the Soul Master Tournament be like a sheep walking into a tiger's den?"

"What? Are you afraid of him?"

"No! Of course I'm not afraid!"

Tang San clenched his fists, stared into Tang Hao's eyes, and said with a firm tone:

"I have always believed that the Clear Sky Hammer is the number one tool spirit in the world. Losing to Ye Han last night was because my current strength is inferior to his, but it does not mean the Clear Sky Hammer is inferior to the Sky-Piercing Spear. I will prove that the Clear Sky Hammer is stronger than his Sky-Piercing Spear, and I hope to run into him at the Soul Master Tournament. I am only worried that if the people from Spirit Hall move against me and you have to fight them again, then your injuries..."

Tang Hao interrupted Tang San:

"You don't need to worry about that. You revealed both your Blue Silver Grass and Clear Sky Hammer at the Soul Arena; they will soon know you are the son of Tang Hao. If Bibi Dong allows you to participate in the Soul Master Tournament, then naturally she will not move against you. Moreover, they fear the reputation of your great-grandfather and would not dare to touch you."

"My great-grandfather? The previous generation's Clear Sky Douluo?"

"Yes. Your great-grandfather was once the number one person on the continent, and even the strongest in Spirit Hall, Qian Daoliu, was defeated by him. He went to pursue a higher realm, and there is still a possibility of his return."

Tang Hao paused, then continued:

"The champion's reward for the Soul Master Tournament is three Spirit Bones, and I hope you will compete for them. Because you need more Spirit Bones, only then will it be possible to maximize the power of the Clear Sky Hammer in the future."

"Dad, is the power of the Clear Sky Hammer related to Spirit Bones?"

Tang Hao glanced at Xiao Wu beside them, then looked back at Tang San.

"The ultimate secret of the Clear Sky Hammer is Ring Detonation, which releases power far exceeding the soul skill itself by detonating soul rings.

But Ring Detonation has extremely high requirements for the user's physical strength; you need at least a full set of Spirit Bones, otherwise, you are prone to backlash.

Back when I first broke through to level ninety, it was precisely by relying on this ultimate technique that I killed a Title Douluo from Spirit Hall and severely injured two other Title Douluos at the same time.

Letting you participate in the Soul Master Tournament is my decision. You are the son of Tang Hao, and the path you walk in the future will be longer than mine.

All I can do is hold on a little longer before you grow up and guide you properly.

Over the next few months, I will teach you the essence of the Clear Sky Hammer and its techniques, strengthen your Blue Silver Grass spirit, and comprehensively improve your strength.

By the time the Soul Master Tournament arrives, let alone a Soul Ancestor, even a Soul King-level soul master will not be your opponent."

Tang Hao wanted Tang San to become stronger as quickly as possible.

Although he had been expelled from the Clear Sky Sect, he hoped Tang San would have the opportunity to return to the sect.

After all, Tang San also had the blood of the Tang Clan flowing in his veins; their roots were there.

The Clear Sky Sect was a place that valued strength, where everything was determined by power.

If Tang San could prove himself in the Soul Master Tournament and defend the glory of the Clear Sky Hammer, there would be more hope for his return to the sect.

After being injured today, this thought became even stronger.

Tang San fell silent.

Only then did he understand his father's painstaking efforts.

The Clear Sky Hammer could be called the number one tool spirit in the world because it truly had an ultimate move.

Every Spirit Bone was rare and precious, a priceless treasure.

The fact that the champion's reward for the Soul Master Tournament included three Spirit Bones was an irresistible temptation.

"Dad, I understand. I will work hard to become stronger."

"Very good."

Tang Hao looked around.

"We will rest here today and set off early tomorrow morning."

Tang San and Xiao Wu set up the tent.

Tang Hao continued to regulate his breathing...

The night grew deeper.

Tang San looked up at the starry sky, his mind constantly replaying the scene of being crushed by Ye Han.

"Ye Han, one day, I will return everything you have given me tenfold!"

A few days later.

Tang Hao brought Tang San and Xiao Wu to a remote, deep mountain forest.

Presented before them was a massive waterfall pouring down from a hundred-meter-high cliff.

The sound of the falling water roared like thunder, stirring up a sky full of mist.

This place seemed isolated from the world, like a fairyland.

Tang Hao stood before the waterfall, his burly body trembling slightly.

"Ah Yin, I'm back. I've brought our son to see you."

Tang San looked around, his eyes filled with confusion.

"Dad, is Mom... buried here?"

Tang Hao raised his hand and pointed toward the massive waterfall.

"Your mother is behind there. Follow me."

"Dad, what about Xiao Wu..."

"Let her come along."

Although it had only been a few short days.

Tang Hao could see that Xiao Wu's feelings for Tang San were sincere and deep.

Moreover, like Ah Yin, Xiao Wu was a Soul Beast Transformation.

They were experiencing what he and Ah Yin had experienced back then.

He hoped his son would not repeat his tragedy.

Tang Hao leaped up and charged toward the waterfall.

Tang San and Xiao Wu followed closely behind.

The three of them passed through the water curtain, and the view suddenly opened up.

Behind the waterfall was a large stone wall covered in moss.

A narrow entrance could be vaguely seen on the stone wall.

"Follow me."

Tang Hao walked straight inside.

Tang San and Xiao Wu followed closely behind him.

Passing through the passage, the three of them arrived in a stone chamber.

"This... how could this..."

When Tang Hao saw the scene inside the stone chamber, he was completely dumbfounded.

Tang San was also stunned.

This stone chamber was very simple, with only one stone table and two stone stools.

The ground was a mess.

The stone walls had been violently destroyed, and rubble was scattered everywhere.

There was a crack in the ceiling of the stone chamber.

A beam of sunlight shone down from the crack, landing right on a small mound of dirt in the center.

The mound was not large, and it was completely empty; there was nothing there.

Tang Hao's gaze was fixed on that empty mound, his pupils contracting violently.

"No--"

Tang Hao let out a heart-wrenching roar.

"How could this happen?!"

"Ah Yin!"

Tang Hao lunged at the small mound like a madman, his hands frantically digging into the soil.

His movements were urgent and fierce.

His ten fingers were quickly worn raw, seeping blood.

But he seemed unable to feel the pain, just digging frantically.

"Ah Yin..."

Tang Hao's voice turned hoarse.

He was desperate, tears mixing with sweat as they dripped onto the blood-stained soil.

"Dad, what's wrong? What exactly happened?!"

Tang San had never seen his father lose his composure like this.

He rushed forward, wanting to support his father, but was pushed away.

"No! Ah Yin, where are you..."

Tang Hao dug through the entire mound, but found nothing.

"Who! Who stole Ah Yin!"

Tang Hao roared.

He turned around, looked at the rubble on the ground, and felt even more desperate.

"No! Ah Yin's Spirit Bone..."

Tang Hao suddenly clutched his chest, his face turning deathly pale.

Pfft!

A mouthful of blood sprayed out wildly!

His body collapsed directly to the ground.