Snatching the Blue Silver Emperor Right in Front of Tang Hao

Ning Fengzhi had no time to congratulate Li Bai. He had to send people to find that Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Soul Master at once.

No matter what it took, even if Bone Douluo had to drag the person back by force, they had to bring them to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

This was the sect's only chance to rename itself the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect!

The intense emotions Ning Fengzhi and Sword and Bone Douluo felt brought Bai Ranmo another windfall of Emotion Points.

Bai Ranmo's Emotion Points had now reached an absurd 1.2 million.

Sounded like a lot, right?

But he had far too much to spend them on.

After upgrading the panel, he had done a ten-pull from the prize pool. He still needed to create a Titled Douluo with a Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and he had to save even more Emotion Points to make more of Sukuna's Fingers and other disaster-class Cursed Spirits...

Sigh. The road to earning Emotion Points stretched on forever!

For the sake of Emotion Points, the protagonists would just have to suffer a little more!

He couldn't keep tormenting Gangzi every day. If he broke Gangzi completely, how would he squeeze more Emotion Points out of him later?

Wait, hadn't he failed to take the Blue Silver Emperor last time?

Sigh. Haozi would just have to suffer!

Nuoding City.

Watching his son train so hard, Tang Hao smiled faintly. His son was simply that exceptional. Possession? Nonsense. His son merely had some memories from a previous life. That was his good son!

Just then, Tang Hao's eyes widened, and the pressure of his Soul Power spilled out again without his realizing it.

"Who is it? Who touched Ah Yin again?"

The last time Tang Hao had returned to the mountain behind Holy Soul Village, he had found the Blue Silver Emperor unharmed and breathed a sigh of relief. But when he saw that the Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone was gone, his world came crashing down. He had been saving that for Xiao San!

That goddamn animal!

Since that theft, Tang Hao had moved Ah Yin to a new location. He had even spent more than half a month lying in wait by the waterfall before reluctantly leaving when no one showed up.

And now the bastard had come back and found Ah Yin's new hiding place.

What kind of monster would do this?

Tang Hao grabbed his Great Iron Hammer and rushed off. If he didn't beat the bastard black and blue today, they'd never learn what happened when they crossed him!

In a deep cave among the mountains near Holy Soul Village, Jogo stood quietly, his head shaped like a volcano. He had already placed Ah Yin inside a Storage Soul Tool.

Come on, Haozi. Your Uncle Jogo has a delicious helping of magma waiting for you!

Tang Hao hurried over as fast as he could.

The sight of a one-eyed creature that barely looked human gave him pause. Then his face twisted with anger. "Who are you? Where's Ah Yin?"

"You finally made it, Sky-Piercing Douluo." Jogo bared his large teeth, his gaze dark. "You deceived a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast into loving you, then deliberately put her in a hopeless situation so she would sacrifice herself for you... It's time to settle that score!"

Tang Hao froze. Then boundless fury surged through him. How dare anyone question his love for Ah Yin?

For six years in Holy Soul Village, he had missed Ah Yin every day. He had even neglected Tang San, the only child she had left him. Wasn't that proof enough of how deeply he loved and missed her?

And if anyone asked how much Tang San had suffered over those years, Haozi had an answer: He didn't die, did he? Besides, without my help, could Xiao San have grown strong enough to stand on his own?

As a Sect Slave, Tang Hao had loved Ah Yin enough to leave the Clear Sky Sect despite knowing it would bring the sect enormous losses. His love for her was genuine, but that didn't stop Jogo from using the matter to rile Haozi up.

Sure enough, Tang Hao summoned his Martial Soul. Nine Soul Rings appeared beneath him—two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red—and he charged, swinging his Great Iron Hammer.

"Domain Expansion: Coffin of the Iron Mountain!"

Jogo grinned and formed the hand seal for his domain. People said he only ever fought opponents far above his weight class. This time, against a Tang Hao riddled with old injuries, he could finally enjoy an easy win!

"A domain?" Feeling the heat all around him, Tang Hao unleashed his murderous aura. "So what if you have a domain? Divine Slaughter's Domain—break!"

"Seventh Soul Skill: Clear Sky True Body!"

A blood-red barrier expanded, and the Blood Energy of Divine Slaughter's Domain slammed into the sealed boundary of Coffin of the Iron Mountain.

It did nothing?!

Tang Hao wasn't discouraged in the slightest. He raised his Clear Sky Hammer, and boundless Blood Energy formed a crimson giant that lifted its hammer and brought it crashing down.

Magma surged up into two enormous molten hands that clamped around the descending hammerhead.

Countless blobs of magma became projectiles and hurtled toward Tang Hao.

The magma projectiles struck him one after another, and the crimson giant formed from murderous aura gradually dissipated.

"Die!" Jogo sneered and raised a hand. More magma surged forward, engulfing Tang Hao.

Watching his Emotion Points climb rapidly while Tang Hao remained buried in magma, Jogo raised an eyebrow. "Don't tell me he's dead already?"

For a long while, no answer came.

"So much for Sky-Piercing Douluo. Your death will show the world what we Soul Beasts can—"

"Give Ah Yin back!" Tang Hao roared, bursting out of the magma. Not even his ragged clothes remained.

The magma had scorched away his formerly nest-like hair, leaving him with a soot-black bald head that looked rather like a braised egg.

The dark hammerhead of his Clear Sky Hammer swelled to the size of a small hill, all its energy gathering there.

Tang Hao swung with all his might, sending out a hammer-shaped projection of energy. "Sky-Piercing Strike!"

As the enormous black hammer projection bore down on him, Jogo looked mildly intrigued.

He didn't need to lift a finger. Scalding magma stopped the blow, then surged toward Tang Hao in even greater quantities.

"Ring Detonation!" Tang Hao roared. His first two Hundred-Year Soul Rings shattered, and he swung his Clear Sky Hammer.

"He's even using Ring Detonation?!" Jogo paused, then bared his big teeth. "The Blue Silver Emperor is already dead, yet you're still pretending to be such a devoted lover. Were you planning to wait until she regained her hundred-thousand-year cultivation, then make her sacrifice herself for generations of your family's Soul Rings?"

"Shut up!" How could Tang Hao tolerate such an insult? No one was allowed to profane his love for Ah Yin.

"Great Sumeru Hammer!"

The shattered Soul Rings condensed, compressed into Tang Hao's body, and he channeled their power into the Clear Sky Hammer in his hands.

Pure, overwhelming strength! Tang Chen had once used the secret of Ring Detonation together with the Great Sumeru Hammer to defeat Qian Daoliu.

"Maximum: Meteor!"

Scorching waves of fire gathered into a scarlet, flaming meteor.

Meteor was arguably Jogo's strongest Cursed Technique. Its attack covered a vast area but moved slowly. With Domain Expansion guaranteeing a hit, though, that was hardly a problem.

Besides, Tang Hao was a brute who didn't even know how to dodge. Then again, everyone on Douluo Continent fought like that. It was as if they were playing a turn-based game where every skill was guaranteed to hit.