The Escaping Tang Father and Son, and A Yin Who Was Captured

Fasino Province, amidst the mountain forests.

Howling gales whipped, and trees swayed wildly in the intense airflow.

Tang Hao was carrying Tang San while rapidly shuttling through the jungle.

His face was so gloomy it seemed capable of dripping water, his internal soul power surging without reservation, and every step he crossed covered dozens of meters.

"Dad, what on earth is happening? Why did Spirit Hall suddenly launch a war of subjugation against the empire? Did the Heaven Dou Empire imperial family really have no defenses in place?"

Carried aloft, Tang San clenched his teeth hard, the fierce wind pouring into his mouth and making it somewhat difficult for him to speak.

His heart was filled with absurdity and anger.

In his past life, even with its ambitious designs, Spirit Hall had officially founded a nation and declared war only after years of laying down the groundwork through conspiracies such as Xue Qinghe usurping the throne and the Soul Hunting Operation.

Yet now, he was only five years old!

How could the plot have fast-forwarded to this point?

"I don't know." Tang Hao's voice was hoarse, his tone carrying a trace of rare panic.

"Spirit Hall is disregarding the rules this time. Without issuing any declarations, they directly dispatched a large number of powerhouses as the vanguard, plowing straight through. What's even stranger is that their objective... seems extremely clear, heading straight for the Fasino Province!"

Heading straight for the Fasino Province?

Tang San's pupils shrank abruptly. Could it be that Spirit Hall's target was... himself and his father?

No, that was impossible! He was merely a five-year-old child right now, without even awakening his martial soul, so how could Spirit Hall possibly know of his existence? Unless...

A terrifying conjecture flashed through Tang San's mind.

Could someone on Spirit Hall's side also have been reborn with memories of a past life?

Before Tang San could sort out his thoughts, Tang Hao's running body ahead suddenly shook violently, forcibly coming to a halt on the treetop of a giant tree.

"Hide!"

Tang Hao shoved Tang San into the dense canopy in one motion, while he himself took a sharp intake of breath, staring fixedly at the azure sky ahead.

He saw that on the skyline ahead, the originally clear sky instantly darkened.

Boom!

Five balls of light, dazzling as scorching suns, tore through the clouds, descending onto the sky above this mountain forest with the terrifying momentum of a collapsing mountain and overwhelming seas!

Five figures stood suspended in mid-air, floating without support.

That was flight utilizing soul power, something only Titled Douluos could achieve!

Not only that, the moment these five people landed, the brilliant radiance of their soul rings instantly illuminated the entire mountain forest.

Yellow, purple, black, red...

A full forty-five soul rings complemented one another, among which there were even several blinding, blood-red, hundred-thousand-year soul rings!

Territory-wide terrifying pressure descended, and low-tier soul beasts within a radius of several miles were instantly shattered by this aura, turning into a sky full of blood mist!

"Golden Crocodile King! Qingluan! Lion!"

Seeing the three leaders in the sky, Tang Hao's pupils contracted violently.

Spirit Hall's second high priest, third high priest, and fourth high priest! Plus Chrysanthemum and Ghost, two Titled Douluos!

Three super Douluos above the 97th-rank, and two 95th-rank Titled Douluos!

With a lineup like this, let alone obliterating a mere Tang Hao, even leveling any of the Upper Three Sects would be more than enough!

"Tang Hao, you don't need to hide. Today, you father and son have nowhere to fly."

In the sky, Golden Crocodile Douluo had a cold expression, without even a single word of superfluous nonsense.

His 98th-rank peerless soul power erupted instantly, and a golden crocodile claw that blotted out the sky carried the power to tear the void apart, slamming down fiercely directly toward the mountain forest where Tang Hao was hiding!

"Damn it!"

Tang Hao's eyes split apart in rage; he knew he had been completely locked onto and had nowhere to hide.

"Clear Sky Hammer! Appear!"

A huge black hammer condensed in his right hand instantly. Facing the combined attack of five Titled Douluos, a trace of madness and resolve flashed across Tang Hao's face.

"Great Sumeru Hammer, ring explosion!!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

In an instant, the first eight soul rings on Tang Hao's body burst apart at the exact same time, transforming into a near-tangential violent energy that was forcefully injected into the Clear Sky Hammer.

If he wanted to survive, his only method was to blast through the encirclement with absolute power!

The violent energy produced by the simultaneous explosion of eight rings turned into a tangible black storm, forcefully resisting the sluggish force of the Netherworld Static Domain and colliding fiercely with Golden Crocodile Douluo's crocodile claw!

"Boom!!"

Amidst an earth-shattering loud sound, the terrifying soul power aftermath leveled a radius of several miles to the ground, countless mud, rocks, and trees torn into powder.

Yet, no matter how strong the power of Tang Hao's ring explosion was, what he faced were five peak powerhouses in prime condition with tacit teamwork, rather than the aged and weakened individuals of his past life.

Spurt!

Qingluan Douluo's feather blade storm and Lion Douluo's blazing flames instantly pierced through the defense under the cover of dust and smoke, slamming fiercely into Tang Hao's chest and shoulder.

"Puff!" Tang Hao spat a mouthful of fresh blood wildly, his body sent flying backward.

"Old dog, go die!" Golden Crocodile Douluo's crocodile claw lingered like a shadow, tearing across the sky to grab him once again.

"Ninth ring, explode for me!!"

Tang Hao emitted a beast-like near-death roar, and that scarlet hundred-thousand-year soul ring shattered explosively!

The violently unmatched red energy wave formed a massive explosion, even briefly forcing back Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others.

Amidst this suicidal massive explosion, Tang Hao paid the price of having his right hand torn apart and crushed to pieces by Golden Crocodile Douluo, making use of the cover of the sky full of dust and smoke and blood mist to scoop up the heavily injured Tang San with one hand, burning his whole body's life origin to transform into a streak of blood light, and fleeing frantically close to the ground.

The dust and smoke dissipated, leaving behind only a huge gully on the earth and a severed arm belonging to Tang Hao.

Looking at the severed arm on his claw, Golden Crocodile Douluo wore a rather unsightly expression.

He originally intended to pursue immediately, yet right at this moment, Ghost Douluo, who had closed his eyes to release spiritual power for searching, let out a light gasp.

"Second High Priest, wait a moment. My spiritual power discovered a secretive cave behind the waterfall at the back of the mountain. There seems to be something strange inside."

The five Titled Douluos exchanged glances, instantly landing before the waterfall behind Holy Spirit Village.

Golden Crocodile Douluo waved his hand casually, and his powerful soul power directly dammed the hundred-meter waterfall.

The five stepped into the cave.

The interior of the cave was extremely crude, yet at the deepest part, a faint yet incomparably pure blue light was emanating vibrant vitality.

That was a stalk of Blue Silver Grass growing among the rubble, its leaves marked with faint golden patterns.

And right beneath the roots of the Blue Silver Grass lay an exquisite lead box quietly.

"The aura of a hundred-thousand-year soul beast? Although extremely weak, it is definitely a hundred-thousand-year one!"

Qingluan Douluo said with doubtful astonishment.

"And inside this box..."

Golden Crocodile Douluo stepped forward, directly shattering the lead box.

In an instant, a rich azure halo illuminated the entire cave, and a soul bone exuding endless vital energy lay quietly within it.

"Hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone!!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo cried out involuntarily, his breathing turning heavy in an instant.

Golden Crocodile Douluo immediately looked up and laughed aloud:

"Hahahaha! What a good Tang Hao! Not only did he become a stray dog himself, but even his dead hundred-thousand-year soul beast wife and the hundred-thousand-year soul bone he left behind were dropped right here! This trip has truly been worthwhile!"

"Second Brother, this Blue Silver Grass..."

Ghost Douluo pointed at A Yin on the ground.

"Dig it up roots and all! His Holiness the Pope instructed that not a single blade of grass or tree related to Tang Hao and Tang San may be spared. Take this grass back and transplant it to the Pope's Palace's back garden; I want to see if Tang Hao drops dead on the spot from anger when he finds out!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo sneered, carefully putting away the soul bone and uprooting A Yin to pack her up.

"Let's go! Return to Spirit City to report to the Pope!"