Trading His Wife for a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring! Tang Hao, the Ultimate Fraud of a Man, Was Stripped Bare

"Tang San, do you think this blade can wipe your slate clean?"

"If you dare kill me, the Sky Screen won't let you get away with it."

Tang San stared at Bibi Dong, his voice hoarse, still wearing that same look of entitlement.

"The Sky Screen already gave you a chance."

Bibi Dong lowered her scythe, pressing its edge another fraction inward.

"You used that chance to launch a sneak attack, push your companions into the blade's path, and pin every crime on someone else. Now that it's your turn to face the consequences, you think you can scare me with the Sky Screen?"

Tang San's throat bobbed, and he braced a palm against the ground.

"I did it for the continent."

"Survive today first. Then talk about the continent."

Dark red blade-light swept past his face, carving a long gash into the paving stones.

Tang Hao charged out from behind the Shrek camp, his Clear Sky Hammer smashing aside the rubble in his path.

"Stop!"

He landed in front of Tang San and swept his Clear Sky Hammer outward.

Demon Subduing Douluo raised his staff to intercept it. The two martial souls collided, forcing Tang Hao back seven steps, his soles dragging two charred tracks across the ground.

"Tang Hao, you still dare attack?"

Demon Subduing Douluo spun his Coiling Dragon Staff, the corner of his mouth curling.

"If my son dies, Spirit Hall will never know peace either!"

Tang Hao wiped the blood from his mouth. Nine soul rings rose together, the final crimson ring glaringly bright.

Qian Daoliu's fingers paused against his beard.

"A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring. Tang Hao traded Ah Yin's life for that thing."

Tang San jerked his head up.

"Father, don't listen to their lies!"

"Shut up!"

Tang Hao turned and barked