Tang Hao said coldly, "I've said it before. What I owe the sect, I'll repay someday, but not now. As for this Transformed Soul Beast, she's reserved for my son, Little San. You cannot take her. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"You bastard, Tang Hao! For this mongrel you had with a Soul Beast, you're really abandoning even the sect?" Tang Lie roared furiously.
"I don't want to repeat myself."
As Tang Hao spoke, black light surged in his palm, and a massive black hammer appeared in his grasp. At the same time, nine Soul Rings rose beneath his feet—two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red—their dazzling light spiraling around his body.
"You... Tang Hao, you bastard! I'm your Seventh Uncle! How dare you?" Tang Lie was both shocked and enraged.
His Soul Power was currently only at level eighty-nine. Perhaps within the next ten years, he might have a chance to break through to become a Titled Douluo.
But he was no match for Tang Hao.
"It is precisely because you are my Seventh Uncle that you are still alive. Otherwise, you would already be dead." Tang Hao's gaze was icy.
"Damn it, Tang Hao! You'll regret this! From now on, don't even think about returning to the sect!" Tang Lie did not dare fight Tang Hao. As he spoke, he went to take his anger out on Shrek's so-called dean, making sure his granddaughter would not be treated unfairly at Shrek.
He also warned him to protect his granddaughter well. If anything happened to her, he would hold him accountable.
Once Tang Lie left, Tang Hao turned his cold gaze toward Yu Luomian. "What? Does the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan also have its eyes on the Transformed Soul Beast I keep?"
"Hehe, listen