Tang Hao Questioned His Life

Seeing Bai Feng being hammered by Tang Hao until his fate was unknown, the Six Sword Slaves remained unmoved, standing calmly around them without taking a single step forward.

Tang Hao thought they had been intimidated by him. He snorted coldly, feeling as though he looked down upon the world. He said to Tang Xiao, "Go take that Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone out now. I want to see who dares stop us."

Tang Xiao was still relatively clear-headed and had not been blinded by power like Tang Hao.

He did not do as Tang Hao said. Instead, he apologized to the Six Sword Slaves. "Everyone, this was all a misunderstanding. My brother Hao only attacked because he had a prior conflict with Lord Bai Feng. The Soul Bone still belongs to you. I'll take him and leave now."

The Six Sword Slaves remained unmoved. Tang Hao snorted, somewhat exasperated by his brother's failure to meet expectations. "Big Brother, if you won't take it, I'll take it myself."

He hated people who groveled and bowed the most.

Originally, considering how much the sect had sacrificed for him, and as the next Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect, he had intended to give this Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone to Tang Xiao so he could break through Level-Ninety and become a Quasi-Titled Douluo. Then, they could obtain his Ninth Soul Ring on the spot and add another Titled Douluo to the sect.

Since Tang Xiao did not want it, then he would leave it to his son, Tang San.

As for Tang Xiao, he had been given the chance and proved useless. If he did not want it, then he could cultivate slowly on his own.

Tang Hao raised his hand and drew in a pink Soul Bone, which burst