Tang San's Wild Joy, Tang San's Collapse!

"A mere chrysanthemum and a little devil dare to touch my son!"

"Get out of my way!"

A burst of blue-purple lightning forcefully separated Chrysanthemum Douluo and Tang San!

Tang San suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils reflecting a burly, yet somewhat disheveled figure.

The figure had no left arm or right leg, but its aura was that of a true Titled Douluo!

"Dad!" Tang San cried, tears welling up in his eyes.

Who says this father ruined his son's life?

He must be the most shameless person in the world!

"Tang Hao, this is the Papal Palace! How dare you be so insolent!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo roared, unleashing his Martial Soul to its fullest potential.

"Hmph!" Tang Hao didn't want to waste words and attacked directly.

"Soul Ring Detonation!"

"The Great Sumeru Hammer!"

boom--

The first Soul Ring shattered with a deafening roar, and the violent Soul Power erupted like a volcano, sweeping across all directions!

The second, the third, the fourth... In the blink of an eye, all nine Soul Ring exploded!

The energy from the shattering of the nine Soul Ring transformed into a colossal wave, turning the entire hall upside down!

"Go to hell!"

Apart from Kiku and Kiku, the Elder who survived from Tie Xiong's clutches also launched an attack.

Even if Tang Hao is powerful, there is absolutely no way he can stop the three of them working together.

Therefore, his goal from the very beginning was the Angel God Statue.

"Tang Hao, you're a madman!" Chrysanthemum Douluo's expression changed drastically, and he and Ghost Douluo quickly used their Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

The Bipolar Static Domain unfolded, desperately blocking the Clear Sky Hammer, but it was still shaken, causing the blood and qi to surge.

Unfortunately, the Angel God Statue was still affected; half of its face was shattered, and rubble rained down.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's eye canthus is completely cracked!

That's the symbol of the Spirit Hall!

Damage to the Angel God Statue is a devastating blow to the believers of the Angel God!

Taking advantage of this brief moment, Tang Hao grabbed Tang San and retreated rapidly!

"Run!"

The wind howled as Tang San was carried under Tang Hao's arm, and the Papal Palace sped away from their sight.

Hahahaha!

"I'll take the Xiao San with me!"

"If you're so capable, then come and chase after me!"

"Damn it!" Chrysanthemum Douluo gritted his teeth.

Just as he was about to give chase, Ghost Douluo grabbed him and shook his head slightly.

"Go and report to His Holiness the Pope first."

"The people from the Long Night Alliance haven't gone far."

Thinking of Tie Xiong's Overwhelm strength, Chrysanthemum Douluo shuddered and abandoned the idea of pursuing him.

Meanwhile, Tang San felt the warmth of his father's arm and was filled with emotion.

After a while, Tang Hao landed in a remote mountain valley, staggering a couple of steps before regaining his balance.

Tang San slid off his armpit, his legs still weak, but his face was filled with wild joy.

"Dad! I've finally seen you again!"

Tang San rushed over, tears welling up in his eyes.

Tang Hao put on a stern face, "What are you crying for! A real man doesn't shed tears, he bleeds!"

Tang San quickly wiped away his tears, raised his head, and his eyes regained their light.

"Dad, your current strength..."

"Titled Douluo!" Tang Hao said proudly, "Originally, I had lost an arm and a leg, and my Soul Power had dropped below Level 90."

"But thanks to your uncle's care and the help of a benefactor a couple of days ago, my strength has barely returned to that of Titled Douluo."

"Uncle?" Tang San blinked.

"That's right," Tang Hao nodded. "Your uncle is Tang Xiao, the Clear Sky Sect."

"In the future, you must acknowledge your ancestors and return to your clan, but before that, I must first teach you skills."

Tang San's eyes lit up suddenly, "Really?"

"Really?" Tang Hao said proudly, "The Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer, the supreme technique of the Clear Sky Sect."

"I will teach you myself, but remember, this is just the beginning!"

"Once you master the Chaotic Wind, go to the place where I once trained— the Slaughter City!"

Tang San was stunned. He had been shocked by so much today, as if a new world had been opened to him.

First there was the Long Night Alliance, then the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer, and now there's the Slaughter City!

"The Slaughter City, what kind of place is that?"

"That was it," Tang Hao recalled, a smile playing on his lips, "A true training ground for the strong!"

"As long as you can survive and gain recognition in the Slaughter Domain, your strength Overwhelm those of your peers!"

"Even Ye Hua ..." Tang Hao's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, "Has never possessed a domain!"

"Domain?" Tang San asked blankly.

"Yes," Tang Hao frowned, "Didn't the Grandmaster teach you that?"

Tang San shook his head.

"Tsk," Tang Hao shook his head, "Looks like he's all talk and no action."

"Such an important thing, and I never told you about it!"

"In short, you are king in your domain, and no one can defy you!"

"Unless the opponent is far stronger than you, you can't just decide their life or death at will!"

"That powerful?" Tang San's blood boiled.

"Does this mean that as long as I master the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer and obtain the Slaughter Domain, I can go toe-to-toe with Ye Hua?"

"That's right!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Tang San's heart pounded wildly.

Father is right.

No matter how strong Ye Hua is, he is still just Soul Ring and Spirit Bone.

But not everyone can have a domain!

As long as Tang San obtains the Slaughter Domain, he will be able to trample Ye Hua under his feet sooner or later!

"Dad! I understand! I will definitely train hard!" Tang San clenched his fists, his fighting spirit ignited like never before.

"Very good, here you go. This is a gift from your uncle; it's a guide to the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer."

"However, you still need someone to personally guide you in learning these techniques to truly master their essence."

"So... cough cough... so... wow!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out without warning, splattering all over Tang San's face!

"Dad?!"

Tang San was horrified and supported Tang Hao's swaying body, "Dad! What's wrong with you!"

Tang Hao's face was deathly pale, his pupils were slightly dilated, and his right hand was clenched tightly against his chest.

"Strange..." he gasped for breath, "When I regained my Titled Douluo strength, there was absolutely nothing wrong with me..."

"It must have been thanks to a benefactor... How could this be...?"

Tang San's heart tightened, and he quickly placed his hand on Tang Hao's wrist.

In an instant, Tang San's face turned deathly pale.

Tang Hao's body was burst apart by Soul Power!

It's like a punctured water bag, squirting water like crazy!

Tang San's right eyelid twitched violently. "A benefactor? What benefactor?"

Tang Hao frowned. "It was your uncle who found them, about five days ago."

Five days ago?

The competition isn't over yet!

Ye Hua drew the Kamikaze Team, and his father should be recuperating at the Clear Sky Sect.

How so?!

"Dad, what did that person look like?" Tang San asked eagerly.

"This man is thin, and although his face is gloomy, he is extremely capable."

"He treated me with medicine, and your uncle gave him a piece of Thousand-Year Spirit Bone as payment..."

"What is his Martial Soul?" Tang San interrupted.

Tang Hao frowned. "Martial Soul Rattlesnake, Title: Snake."

Tang San was shaken to his core.

A once vibrant heart has cooled completely.

"Aren't those people from the Long Night Alliance?!" Tang San was devastated.

"Huh?" Tang Hao was stunned. "Wasn't he sent by your great-grandfather?"

Great-great-grandfather, great-great-grandfather, how could I possibly have another great-great-grandfather!

Tang San nearly went mad.

I finally found out that my father was Titled Douluo, but then he robbed a money exchange and got arrested!

They finally reunited, and he was even going to teach her new skills to defeat Ye Hua, but then her father was tricked!

"It can't be wrong," Tang Hao said, still doubtful. "Your uncle and I both confirmed it."

"He even knows the secrets of where your great-grandfather went for training and who he was having an affair with!"

"Apart from your uncle, even the Elder don't know... cough cough!"

Tang Hao's words sent chills down Tang San's spine.

Ye Hua went to such lengths to investigate all of this in order to get back at him!

"The leader of the Long Night Alliance is Ye Hua!" Tang San's teeth chattered.

"What?" Tang Hao was dumbfounded. "This... Pfft--"

Blood gushed out again, this time mixed with fragments of internal organs.

Cracks appeared on Tang Hao's skin, from which a red glow seeped out.

"Dad! Dad! Don't scare me!" Tang San roared, frantically trying to suppress it with his Soul Power, but he had no idea where to start.

"Xiao San, remember this: the back mountain of Holy Soul Village... your mother..."

Boom!

Tang Hao exploded!

Flesh and bones turned into dust and light, drifting away with the wind, leaving not even a trace of blood.

In the mountain valley, only Tang San remained kneeling on the spot, his body covered with the light dust splashed by Tang Hao's flying attack.

The night wind howled past, dispersing the last trace of Tang Hao's presence.

Tang San stared blankly at his empty hands, then opened his mouth.

"No--!!!"

"Old Deng, at least finish what you were saying!"

"Is there any inheritance belonging to you and my mother in the back mountain of Holy Soul Village?!"

Ye Hua...

Ye Hua!

"Ah!!!!!"