"Let's speak plainly. I want to cripple you."
Qin Xiao answered bluntly.
Tang Hao's face instantly darkened.
Was that something a human being would say?
"Thank you for your honesty."
His reply dripped with irritation.
The next moment, Soul Power surged out of him. He wasn't trying to attack Qin Xiao, but to end his miserable life by self-destructing.
But how could Qin Xiao let him have his way?
Though Qin Xiao moved second, his fist struck Tang Hao's abdomen first.
The power Tang Hao had just gathered was instantly scattered by that punch.
Thud.
Tang Hao fell to the ground, clutching his stomach and curling up like a prawn out of water, his body convulsing.
Gritting his teeth, he said in a trembling voice, "Q-Qin Xiao... I-I swear, even as a ghost, I won't let you off."
Qin Xiao's attack was anything but simple. It had destroyed the meridians inside his body.
From then on, his body would be like a leaking ball, incapable of storing any Soul Power.
Qin Xiao sneered. "Heh. We'll talk about that when you become a ghost."
With that, he picked Tang Hao up and went to find Bo Saixi, intending to begin the next trial.
Time flew like an arrow, the sun and moon flashing past like a weaver's shuttle.
In the blink of an eye, a year had passed.
That day, Zhu Zhuqing, Meng Yiran, Ning Rongrong, and Dugu Yan gathered before the Sea Horse Sacred Pillar and waited quietly.
Qin Xiao had told them that today was the day he would take them back to the Douluo Continent.
Tap, tap, tap.
Just then, footsteps sounded. They looked over and saw Bo Saixi approaching gracefully in a red dress.
"High Priestess..."
Zhu Zhuqing and the others greeted her in unison.
Over