Asura God

Li Changqing saw that Tang Hao still had not come out. He was in no hurry to storm the underground chamber and kill him. He wanted Tang Hao to come out on his own. That would be more interesting.

Li Changqing spoke slowly, laughter in his voice.

"Tang Hao, I thought you'd go looking for your sister Tang Yuehua, so I went straight to Moonlight Pavilion to find you. But you weren't there. Since I'd already made the trip, I wasn't going to leave empty-handed. I had a wonderful night."

"I have to say, your sister may be getting on in years, but she's kept herself like an eighteen-year-old girl. So luscious!"

"Li Changqing, how dare you! How dare you lay a hand on my sister!" Tang Hao was beside himself with rage, his breathing growing heavier.

Tang San watched the furious Tang Hao nervously, afraid he might lose control and rush out.

Li Changqing shook his head, almost impressed. Tang Hao's wife was in Li Changqing's hands, and his sister had been defiled by him, yet he could still hold back.

"Tsk, tsk. Where's the dignity of the Clear Sky Douluo, Tang Hao? Have you turned into a turtle hiding in its shell? You can even put up with this. Forget Clear Sky Douluo. You might as well call yourself the Ninja Douluo."

With that, Li Changqing flew into the air and conjured a colossal Kunpeng Yin-Yang Sword, driving it straight down into the Strength Clan's compound.

Boom! The Strength Clan's compound was reduced to rubble.

Three figures burst from the ruins.

Tang Hao hated Li Changqing, but he lacked the courage to face him. Whenever he recalled how the Yin-Yang Domain had tormented him in the Star Dou Great Forest, pain gripped him anew, as though the torture had never ended.

Li Changqing's lips curled. He gave chase, shouting as he went.

"Tang Hao, why are you running? Your wife's in my hands. Don't you want to take her back? Where's the spirit you had when your wife sacrificed herself and you hammered three Titled Douluo into submission?"

"The entire Strength Clan died because of you, yet you don't even dare face me. Have all those years in hiding really turned you into a turtle in its shell?"

Li Changqing's voice rang out. Everyone along their route heard him clearly.

He meant to ruin Tang Hao's name and make him a rat in the street, someone no one would dare take in.

Li Changqing followed at an unhurried pace, like a cat toying with a mouse.

Only after they had left Heaven Dou City did Tang Hao look back at Li Changqing, who was still close behind.

He knew Li Changqing was playing with him.

Tang Hao stopped at once. He turned to face Li Changqing and set Tang San and Xiao Wu on the ground, as though he had accepted his fate.

Li Changqing gave a scornful smile. "Why stop running, Tang Hao? Ready to face death?"

Tang Hao drew a deep breath. "All I did was try to take your Soul Bone. Why pursue me so relentlessly? I didn't actually hurt you. I ask that you show mercy."

"I'll give up the Blue Silver Emperor Soul Bone as an apology. I'm willing to sever one hand and one foot and trade the two Soul Bones for Ah Yin."

Li Changqing paid the offer no mind. "Enough of that. Answer me one thing."

"If someone tried to steal your Soul Bone, would you let him go?"

Tang Hao had no answer. Given his overbearing ways, he would likely have reacted just as Li Changqing had.

"Exactly. So don't expect me to spare you. Besides, once I kill you, every Soul Bone in your body will be mine anyway."

Li Changqing advanced slowly.

Tang Hao gritted his teeth. "I can die. You can have all my Soul Bones, and I'll give you that Hundred-Thousand-Year Transformed Soul Beast too. But please spare my son."

"I can promise you Little San will never seek revenge."

Li Changqing glanced at the frightened Xiao Wu on the ground, then at Tang San, who was glaring at him. He chuckled. "And how can you promise that, Tang Hao?"

Tang Hao looked down at the murderous hatred in Tang San's eyes and felt helpless.

"So be good and die. I'll send your son down to join you soon enough." Li Changqing raised the Kunpeng Yin-Yang Sword and swung it at Tang Hao.

Tang Hao clenched his teeth. His first eight Soul Rings had yet to recover. If he detonated his final Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, he would certainly die. But to fight for even a sliver of hope, he had no other choice.

Tang Hao detonated his last Soul Ring. Its pure energy poured into his body, and his aura surged. "Little San, run!" he shouted.

Then he charged Li Changqing with the Clear Sky Hammer in hand.

The instant the Kunpeng Yin-Yang Sword struck the Clear Sky Hammer, the hammer shattered. The blade carved a ghastly wound across Tang Hao's chest.

Tang Hao flew backward and slammed into the ground. The rise and fall of his chest grew fainter.

Tang San and Xiao Wu rushed to his side. "Dad, please wake up!" Tang San cried. "Little San doesn't want to be separated from you again."

Tang Hao gave no response.

Li Changqing approached slowly. "Don't worry. I'll send the two of you to join your loved ones in a moment."

Li Changqing unleashed another slash of Sword Qi to finish Tang San for good.

But just then, a terrifying Killing Aura erupted from Tang Hao's body. His power soared, surpassing the realm of Soul Masters in mere moments. It seemed to have reached the level of a God.

Li Changqing's Sword Qi was blocked.

He narrowed his eyes. He could clearly sense that Tang Hao's entire presence had changed. Before, it had been domineering.

Now it was pure murderous intent, mingled with a cold indifference that looked down on heaven and earth. To the being before him, Li Changqing seemed no more than an ant he could crush with a flick of his hand.

So the Asura God's Divine Sense really is here. Li Changqing was not worried. Unless the Asura God descended from the Divine Realm in person, a mere wisp of Divine Sense was no match for him now.

Tang San stared at Tang Hao in astonishment. He wanted to call out to his father, but he could sense that someone else was controlling Tang Hao's body.

Tang Hao—or rather, the Asura God—rose slowly into the air and regarded Li Changqing with indifferent eyes. "Interesting. Someone like you has appeared on the Douluo Continent, and you even wield a divine artifact. It seems to have been formed from your own Martial Soul."

Li Changqing's power surged as well. Dense Yin-Yang Power gathered around the Kunpeng Yin-Yang Sword, while black and white Yin-Yang Qi flowed ceaselessly along its blade.

He said calmly, "I'm merely a human. To receive such praise from the Asura God, one of the Five Great God Kings of the Divine Realm, is truly an honor beyond my station."

The Asura God was unmoved. His tone remained indifferent. "You've reached God-Level Strength and even know who I am. Your power is unusual, too. I've never seen its like, not on the Douluo Continent or even in the Divine Realm."

"It seems you came from another world, just as Tang San did, and brought that world's power with you."

"But even with God-Level Strength, you're no match for me, though only a wisp of my Divine Sense has descended here. Leave at once, and I'll spare your life, overlook your origins in another world, and bring you into the Divine Realm according to its rules."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for what happens."