Yu Xiaogang

"Dominating Venom!"

Poison Douluo Dugu Bo also revealed his true form, and the sky-full Jade Phosphorus Serpent Emperor poisonous mist spread wildly, attempting to block the line of sight of the Spirit Hall powerhouses.

"Want to save people in front of the seven of us? Gu Rong, shake them away for me!"

A Spirit Hall elder let out an angry snort, and the soul power of five Titled Douluos erupted at this exact moment, transforming into a terrifying offensive that fiercely slammed into the spatial passage Gu Rong had forcefully torn open.

Boom!

The void passage instantly twisted and deformed under the immense vibration.

"Puff!"

Deep within the spatial crack, a miserable scream from Bone Douluo Gu Rong faintly echoed.

Clearly, under the condition of forcefully maintaining the spatial passage, he had endured the combined strike of five Titled Douluos, suffering severe internal injuries.

Yet he ultimately gritted his teeth, and the second before space collapsed, he forcefully brought Tang Hao's father and son along with Titan to flee into the void, vanishing into the valley.

"Want to leave? Leave your lives behind!"

Ghost Douluo Guimei let out a sharp roar, black Qi surging violently around his body as he transformed into countless fierce ghosts with hideous expressions, crazily pouncing toward the direction of the shattered space.

"Myriad Swords Return to Origin!"

Sword Douluo Chen Xin wore a cold expression, stepping upon the Seven Kill Sword while pressing his joined sword fingers downward.

In an instant, tens of millions of cold blue longswords condensed in the night sky, transforming into a violent ocean of sword Qi that poured down like a landslide and tsunami, forcefully intercepting Guimei and the two other Titled Douluos who were just about to pursue.

Boom, boom, boom!

The violent soul power constantly exploded in midair. Chen Xin withstood several powerhouses of the same rank with his own strength, his body trembling slightly while a thread of bright red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, but the sword intent in his eyes grew increasingly piercing.

On the other side, Poison Douluo Dugu Bo had his green hair dancing wildly, and the soul power within his body was driven without reservation:

"Jade Phosphorus Divine Light! Dominating Venom!"

The sky-full emerald-green poisonous mist transformed into a tangible tide, completely shrouding the entire estate.

This incomparably poisonous mist heavily restricted the line of sight and movements of everyone from Spirit Hall.

"Old Poison, let's go!"

Seeing that Gu Rong had successfully brought the people and retreated, Chen Xin immediately stopped lingering in battle.

He took a deep breath, and the Seven Kill Sword transformed into a towering giant blade that forcefully tore open a gap. Afterward, enfolding Dugu Bo and utilizing the cover of the sky-full poisonous mist, he retreated lightning-fast toward the direction of Tian Dou Imperial City.

"Dammit! Don't let them run!"

Ghost Douluo roared in exasperation.

"No need to chase."

The leading Encompassing Elder of Spirit Hall slowly descended, coldly overlooking the estate trembling below amidst the raging fire and poisonous mist:

"Gu Rong suffered our combined strike, so his spatial origin is bound to be damaged; they cannot stir up any storms in the short term. His Holiness the Pope's order is to purge the remnant remnants..."

He waved his hand: "Temple Knights, listen up! The Power Clan resists stubbornly and colludes with wanted criminals. Pass down the Pope's decree: execute the entire clan, leave no chickens or dogs alive!"

"Understood!"

The slaughter erupted completely within the ruins of the estate.

Having lost the protection of Titan and the Titled Douluos, the remaining hundred-odd clansmen of the Power Clan simply could not withstand the steel iron hooves of the Temple Knights.

Screams and cries for mercy echoed throughout the valley for a whole night, until the dawn hour when the entire valley returned to dead silence once more.

The raging fire burned out, leaving behind only charred earth everywhere and a pungent smell of blood.

Meanwhile, half a day prior.

Heaven Dou Empire, Fasino Province, Holy Spirit Village.

The morning sunlight sprinkled over this remote little village, and the villagers carried hoes down to the fields to do farm work as usual.

Village Chief Old Jack was walking with his hands behind his back at the entrance of the village; everything appeared so peaceful and serene.

Spirit Hall's operation this time had a precise target and was handled in an overbearing and crisp manner.

When intercepting Tang Hao at the back mountain of Holy Spirit Village, the pressure of the Titled Douluos was intentionally controlled within the mountain forest range, failing to affect this ordinary village at all in the slightest.

Aside from the smithy where Tang Hao forged being collapsed by half due to the scattered soul power, the villagers were completely unaware that a world-destroying battle of Titled Douluos had taken place, simply assuming that the thunder the night before had been too loud and had collapsed Tang Hao's dilapidated house.

Tap, tap, tap...

A hurried and feeble sound of footsteps rang out at the village entrance.

Only to see a middle-aged man wearing gray cloth garments and with a somewhat lean figure, drenched in sweat and walking with faltering steps, rush into the village.

He wore short hair and had a stiff expression; that pair of originally vicissitude-filled eyes was currently filled with anxiety and unease.

Yu Xiaogang!

Yu Xiaogang, who was known as Grandmaster, had also been reborn carrying the memories of his past life.

The reborn Yu Xiaogang was overjoyed beyond measure.

In his past life, he suffered all kinds of disdain due to his talent restrictions, only managing to hold his head high and vent his frustrations once Tang San became a god.

In this life, he possessed all the memories of his past life. As long as he could find Tang San in advance, relying on all the knowledge in his mind regarding immortal herbs and godhood inheritances, he could not only make Tang San stronger than in his past life, but even give himself a chance to defy the heavens and change his fate!

Therefore, the very first thing he did after waking up was to hire a carriage regardless of everything, rushing madically toward Holy Spirit Village.

"Little San! Tang Hao!"

Panting heavily, Yu Xiaogang rushed fiercely in front of Tang Hao's smithy.

Yet what met his eyes was a patch of ruins, with only half a broken wall swaying in the wind.

Yu Xiaogang's heart skipped a beat, and his face instantly turned pale.

Like a madman, he grabbed an ordinary villager passing by and asked hysterically:

"Where is Tang Hao! And what about the five-year-old little boy Tang San? Where did they go!"

That villager was startled by Yu Xiaogang's ferocious appearance, and stammered in reply:

"Y-You're looking at that blacksmith father and son? A huge clap of thunder struck the back mountain the night before last, and early the next morning, that smithy collapsed. The father and son duo are gone too; they probably skipped town..."

"Gone? Thunder?"

Yu Xiaogang let go of his hand, staggering back a few steps.

He immediately rushed toward the back mountain of Holy Spirit Village.

When he saw the mountaintop deep within the back mountain that had been shaved flat by violent soul power, along with the earth cracked inch by inch, his entire person was struck as if by lightning.

"This is... the aura of the Golden Crocodile King! And the Clear Sky soul power of nine rings exploding in unison!"

Yu Xiaogang fell to his knees with a thud in the bloody mud, his stiff face full of shock and bewilderment.

"How is this possible... Why would Spirit Hall make a move against Tang Hao at this time? Tang San is clearly only five years old!"

"Could it be that there is someone else in this world who was also reborn!"

Under the grip of despair, Yu Xiaogang forced himself to calm down.

He knew that if Tang Hao was severely injured, the only place he could rely on and take refuge with was Titan of the Power Clan, who lived in seclusion on the border of Fasino Province.

Disregarding the exhaustion of his body, he gritted his teeth and desperately hurried toward the direction of the Power Clan's estate.

However...

When Yu Xiaogang finally rushed to that estate when the sun was high in the sky and the morning mist had dissipated, the scene before his eyes completely shattered the last shred of hope in his heart.

Charred ruins, a pungent smell of blood, corpses scattered everywhere.

"No... No..."

Yu Xiaogang's legs went soft, and he collapsed to his knees in the soil covered entirely in ashes, clutching his hair as he roared in agony.