The Path to Death

"I intend to take her away. I ask the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and everyone present not to interfere."

The moment Tang Hao said this,

at that instant,

Xiao Wu's face turned ashen with terror.

The other party was a Title Douluo.

Clearly, he had seen through her identity as a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, which was why he confronted her so aggressively.

Her delicate body involuntarily shrank back a little.

She moved closer to Feng Yang.

Naturally, the pressure fell on Feng Yang.

If Tang Hao wanted to take his disciple away, he had to ask her master first.

Not to mention that the man was Tang Hao—even if it were Spirit Hall, no one could take Xiao Wu away in front of him.

If word of this got out, his title as her master would be utterly worthless!

He stepped forward without hesitation.

Shielding Xiao Wu behind him.

"You want to take my disciple away? Impossible!"

His tone was calm,

but every word carried unwavering resolve!

At that instant, Xiao Wu's icy tension under Tang Hao's direct gaze instantly eased by more than half.

Looking at Feng Yang's back, warmth surged through her heart.

She had never expected that, after the twists and turns of becoming Feng Yang's disciple, she had originally thought that when facing a Title Douluo, he would be the first to sell her out.

Yet he had protected her like this.

Facing a Title Douluo, he did not show the slightest fear.

Tang Hao narrowed his eyes and looked directly at Feng Yang.

Killing intent spread from his entire body.

He deliberately tried to pressure Feng Yang.

"Feng Yang! I was willing to let you go, yet you dared to step forward? You don't want your worthless dog life anymore, do you?"

The moment those words were spoken,

Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Meng Yiran were instantly filled with inexplicable fury and glared coldly at Tang Hao.

Ning Rongrong remained as arrogant and domineering as ever, with no one in her eyes.

Even though the other party was a Title Douluo,

she pointed directly at him.

"You dare insult our master like that? You're the dog! An old dog at that!"

"That's right!" Meng Yiran angrily took over. "You bastard! Do you really think you can do whatever you want just because you're a Title Douluo?"

Having backing and having none gave people completely different presences.

Although Zhu Zhuqing was furious as well, she still did not dare speak recklessly.

Unlike Ning Rongrong, who had the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and Meng Yiran, who had the Peerless Dragon Snake and a Martial Soul Fusion Skill capable of contending against a Title Douluo.

Tang Hao had never imagined

that these little girls, facing him, a Title Douluo, would not be afraid in the slightest and would use equally vicious words to angrily rebuke him for their master.

Could there be something special about this Feng Yang?

"Looks like today... I, Tang Hao! Today, I must make a move!"

Huh?

Huh?

Huh?

The name Tang Hao was spoken.

Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, Meng Shu, and Chao Tianxiang's expressions instantly turned grave.

That long-forgotten name.

This was the man who had once fought Spirit Hall's three great Douluo alone!

He was considered one of the strongest among all Douluo.

The next second,

a massive hammer began to materialize in Tang Hao's palm.

Before Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, Meng Shu, and Chao Tianxiang could consider whether they should become enemies with Tang Hao, or what their odds of victory would be,

"Everyone, please protect my disciples."

Feng Yang left those words behind.

They would naturally protect their own daughters and granddaughter, but Zhu Zhuqing was among them too, so he had to say it.

Blue Flame surged from his entire body, illuminating everyone's faces.

An enormous sphere of Blue Flame enveloped him.

He reached back and wrapped an arm around Xiao Wu's waist.

Buzz.

Just like that, he rose into the air from where he stood.

Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and the others who had never seen this move were utterly astonished.

Aside from flying martial souls, they had never seen such a method of flight. It was simply absurd!

In only an instant, he had already risen thirty meters into the air.

Feng Yang looked down below.

"Tang Hao! You dare make an enemy of me? I think you have chosen the path to death!"

Such provocation!

It instantly enraged Tang Hao, yet also left him somewhat helpless.

He launched a long-range soul skill, but Feng Yang continued rising, and the distance was simply too great.

Seeing Ning Fengzhi ready for battle before him, shielding his daughter and granddaughter behind him.

Although they had spoken disrespectfully earlier, Tang Hao had no intention of creating further complications.

After all, Spirit Hall now held sway across the land, and Tang Hao was Spirit Hall's greatest enemy.

If he made more powerful enemies, Tang Hao truly would be seeking death.

"Hmph."

After a cold snort,

he directly retreated.

"Damn it!" Ning Rongrong cursed. "Dad, Grandpa Sword, why didn't you attack just now? Even if he's a Title Douluo, Grandpa Sword is one too. With Dad's Soul Power enhancement, wouldn't beating him be easy?"

"Grandpa, Grandma, why didn't you attack just now? Didn't you say your Martial Soul Fusion Skill could contend against a Title Douluo?" Meng Yiran also pressed them for an answer.

This scene

made Zhu Zhuqing, standing at the very back, deeply envious.

When she had first become Feng Yang's disciple, it was because she wanted to find someone who could look after her.

Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, Meng Shu, and Chao Tianxiang exchanged looks.

Then they slowly explained.

"Tang Hao became the youngest Title Douluo of his generation. His strength cannot be underestimated. If we fought, we might both end up badly injured!"

"How is that possible?!"

Ning Rongrong and Meng Yiran did not believe it.

"Rongrong, why did your master flee directly instead of having us attack?" Ning Fengzhi asked calmly.

"Why?"

"Because after he learned that the other party was the Clear Sky Douluo, he knew we might be dragged into a difficult battle, perhaps even one we could not win. So he chose to flee directly," Ning Fengzhi said.

"My master knows the Clear Sky Douluo?" Ning Rongrong asked doubtfully.

"When he returns, you can ask him yourself."

"But why was he targeting Xiao Wu and Master?"

Only Chen Xin knew the answer to that question.

Because the moment he saw Xiao Wu in the Soul Fighting Arena, he had already recognized her.

He had told Ning Fengzhi about it.

But he did not say it openly here.

A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast was an extremely sensitive topic.

After all, Dragon Duke and Snake Grandma were nearby. If they heard it and could not resist coveting her, who could say what might happen?

Elsewhere,

Xiao Wu, soaring through the air, was overwhelmed with excitement.

Her body pressed tightly against him as she wrapped her arms around Feng Yang's neck, wishing she could bury her entire face against him.

An unprecedented sense of security turned into a warm current flowing through her heart.

She had never imagined that she, too, would be inside this Blue Flame Ball that had once directly pursued her.

"The temperature outside is so high, yet it's so comfortable inside."

Xiao Wu sighed.

"You're about to lose your life, and you're still talking about comfort?" Feng Yang said.

"Master, thank you."

"Mm, just thanking me with words?"

"Then tonight, I'll serve you."

"Fine."

"Where are we going now?"

"To find Tang San."

"Tang San? What are we looking for that guy for?"

"His father came looking for trouble with us. Shouldn't we go take it out on Tang San?"

"Huh?"