Kunpeng Yin-Yang Sword

No matter how he looked at it, the little mound was empty. Tang Hao was finally certain.

His wife was gone. Fresh digging marks on the mound showed that someone had taken her, and not long ago.

Tang Hao roared so fiercely that the entire Cave trembled. "Who was it? Who took my Ah Yin?"

Tang San realized what had happened and roared along with him.

Just then, Xiao Wu pointed at a rock wall and said timidly, "Brother, Uncle, I think there's writing over there."

The Cave was so dark that Xiao Wu could only make out what looked like writing. She could not read it.

Tang San and Tang Hao turned toward the wall she indicated. Both saw the words carved into it.

Tang San made them out with his Purple Demon Eyes, while Tang Hao relied on the mental power of a Titled Douluo.

When Tang San read the large words, "Your wife is mine now," his whole body shook with rage. He wanted to flay the person who had dug up his mother alive.

A terrifying Killing Aura spread from Tang Hao, as though he had walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

He recognized the aura left on the words and instantly knew Li Changqing had done it.

Tang Hao roared, "Li Changqing!"

Tang San and Xiao Wu huddled together. Under the unchecked force of Tang Hao's Killing Aura, they were nearly at their limit.

Tang San struggled to speak. "Dad..."

Tang Hao came to his senses. His son was only a Soul Elder. Prolonged exposure to his Killing Aura would kill him.

He hurriedly drew it back.

Once he had restrained his Killing Aura, Tang Hao went to the hidden compartment where he had stored the Blue Silver Emperor Soul Bone, praying that Li Changqing had not taken it too.

But the compartment was empty, and Tang Hao's hatred for Li Changqing burned all the fiercer.

Tang San and Xiao Wu gulped down air. It took them a long time to recover.

"Li Changqing dug up your mother," Tang Hao said grimly. "He's the powerful man you met in the Star Dou Great Forest and Suotuo City. He also took the Soul Bone your mother left you."

Tang San's emotions surged. His mother was gone, and so was the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone meant for him.

"Li Changqing! One day, I'll flay you alive and leave you begging for death!"

Tang Hao watched Tang San rage and gave a slight nod. Hatred could drive a person to grow stronger faster.

He let out a long breath, his voice heavy with helplessness.

"I meant for you two to train here in peace, but I don't know how Li Changqing found this place. It isn't safe anymore. We need to go elsewhere."

Tang San nodded. "I'll follow your lead, Dad."

Tang Hao looked at Xiao Wu. "As a Soul Master, I should keep you penned up and kill you for a Soul Ring when Little San needs one."

Xiao Wu took a frightened step back. Tang San suddenly moved in front of her and said firmly, "Dad, Xiao Wu is family to me. I don't care that she's a Soul Beast, and I'll never turn her into a Soul Ring."

Tears welled in Xiao Wu's eyes as she looked at Tang San gratefully. "Thank you, Brother!"

Tang San turned and gave Xiao Wu a look.

Tang Hao watched them, then said coolly, "Do as you please. That's your business. I won't interfere."

"But we're going to Heaven Dou City, where powerful people abound. There's a good chance someone will discover she's a Soul Beast. If they do, it'll bring you enormous trouble."

"So let her return to the Star Dou Great Forest. She'll be safer there."

Tears spilled from Xiao Wu's eyes. "But... Da Ming and Er Ming became Li Changqing's Soul Rings. There's no one left to protect me in the Star Dou Great Forest, and with my current strength..."

Tang San pleaded for her too. "Dad, Xiao Wu's right. Let her come with us. I'll watch over her and keep her out of sight as much as possible."

Tang Hao knew Tang San probably would not go without Xiao Wu, so he reluctantly agreed.

"Little San, she can come. But you must not neglect your training. Understood?"

Tang San nodded. "I understand, Dad. Whether I'm taking revenge on Spirit Hall or Li Changqing, I have to become strong."

And so Tang Hao set out for Heaven Dou City with Tang San and Xiao Wu.

His destination was the Strength Clan's base in Heaven Dou City.

At the bottom of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Li Changqing's original body had vanished completely, every part of it becoming fuel to give the Thunderblade Sword physical form.

The Thunderblade Sword had become a real sword. The Yin-Yang Soul Core from his body and the Yin-Yang Power of his Kunpeng Martial Soul had also merged into its blade.

The Thunderblade Sword had changed. Before, it had been an ordinary Longsword imbued with lightning.

Now the lightning was gone. Kun Peng designs adorned its hilt and blade, black and white intertwined, and Yin-Yang Power flowed ceaselessly along its edge, radiating terrifying might.

Li Changqing smiled. "Kunpeng Yin-Yang Sword suits you better now."

He raised a hand, and the Kunpeng Yin-Yang Sword flew into it of its own accord. It felt perfectly natural to wield.

Li Changqing turned his attention to the two enormous skeletons before him. He positioned the Kunpeng Yin-Yang Sword above them, then tossed the Eight Spider Lances and Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone beneath it.

Next, Li Changqing activated the Kunpeng Method, directing two phantoms—one Kun, one Peng—to swim and fly around the skeletons.

A vortex of Spiritual Qi formed at the bottom of the well. The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well began drawing in Spiritual Qi from all around, gathering it into an enormous Yin-Yang Pattern across the sky.

But Li Changqing, deep beneath the water, knew nothing of this.

The Kunpeng Yin-Yang Sword steadily absorbed the powers of ice and fire, strengthening itself.

Meanwhile, the Yin-Yang Power generated by the Kunpeng Method wore away at the skeletons and Soul Bones of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings, along with the Eight Spider Lances and Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone Li Changqing had added.

The Yin-Yang Power reduced them to their most fundamental power, which poured into the Kunpeng Yin-Yang Sword.

The process did not take long—far less time than forging the Kunpeng Yin-Yang Sword had.

After all, forging it had meant a breakthrough from nothing to something. The hardest part was already over.

This process merely strengthened what existed, and there was little difficulty in that.

A short while later, only Li Changqing and the Kunpeng Yin-Yang Sword remained at the bottom of the well. The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well had been drained of its powers, leaving an ordinary pool of spring water. The strange phenomenon in the sky faded with them.

The Kunpeng Yin-Yang Sword's aura swelled, far surpassing what it had been when it first took shape.

At Li Changqing's thought, the Kunpeng Yin-Yang Sword settled into his palm. He smiled faintly. "Not bad. It should be at the Divine Artifact level. I wonder whether it qualifies as a Super Divine Artifact by the Douluo God Realm's standards."

He tried putting the Kunpeng Yin-Yang Sword away. In the next instant, it became a streak of black-and-white light and merged into his right palm, where a small image of the sword appeared.

At a thought, the image in his palm became the Kunpeng Yin-Yang Sword.