Once a master, always a master

Du Busi stood amid the poisonous mist, his tone mocking.

"How utterly ridiculous!"

"Did a donkey kick all you Shrek people in the head? You actually believe she came from ten thousand years ago?"

"And the three great empires foolishly swallowed your nonsense. What utter stupidity!"

Xiao Wu anxiously raised her voice in protest.

"It's all true! We haven't lied to you."

"Du Busi, we have enough evidence to prove the truth."

"This concerns the entire world. Stop stubbornly refusing to see reason!"

Xuan Zi's face was livid as he rebuked him sharply.

"Hahahaha!"

"Even if it's true, so what?"

"You're so kindly bringing them here because your own world has too many resources and not enough people fighting over them, is that it?"

Du Busi threw back his head and laughed wildly, mocking them.

"Ridiculous!"

"My Body Sect will have absolutely no part in your damned affairs!"

"You juniors from ten thousand years ago, listen carefully!"

"If anyone dares set foot on even an inch of my Body Sect's territory-die!"

His gaze abruptly sharpened, fixing coldly on the space behind Xiao Wu as though he were speaking to them.

The poisonous mist instantly surged.

"Du Busi, you!"

Xuan Zi's expression changed drastically, and he immediately grabbed Xiao Wu and retreated at speed.

"That old venomous monster! His strength really is troublesome!"

"Although he's a Level 98 Titled Douluo, he can contend with a Level 99 Limit Douluo. We'd better retreat for now."

"Xiao Wu, you don't know this, but ten thousand years later, our world has already developed the Soul Core Secret Technique!"

"When you condense a soul core to break through to Titled Douluo, your combat strength at every level far surpasses that of Soul Masters from your old era!"

"If you can cross between worlds in the future, we can teach you this secret technique too."

Xuan Zi was very clever, taking advantage of Du Busi's outburst to praise his own world once more.

Not only had he avoided losing face.

He had instead made the people of the Douluo Continent even more curious about their world.

"Du Busi!"

Killing intent surged in Tang San's eyes. He clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles whitening as hatred rose to the heavens in his heart.

I, Tang San, will remember you for good!

You dared try to hurt Xiao Wu. You've already given yourself a path to death.

The Body Sect!

Once my strength reaches its peak, I'll flatten the Body Sect and avenge this grudge!

He swore inwardly.

"Count us in."

"That was going too far."

Ma Hongjun, Dai Mubai, Oscar, and the others all nodded, filled with righteous indignation.

Xiao Wu was their companion, and every one of them put the Body Sect on their must-kill blacklist.

After Tang San's anger subsided, he suddenly remembered the soul cores Xuan Zi had just mentioned and turned to Tang Hao with a solemn look.

"Father, are the Titled Douluos of Peerless Tang Sect truly far stronger than those of the same rank in our era?"

"That's right."

Tang Hao nodded gravely.

"I once saw a Level 99 Peerless Douluo fight with my own eyes. To me, Du Busi's Level 98 combat strength is already little different from Level 99."

"In terms of its cultivation system, Peerless Tang Sect is indeed far ahead of us."

At that thought, the light in Tang Hao's eyes grew increasingly fervent.

Soul cores!

If I could condense a soul core and make another breakthrough in strength...

Then destroying Spirit Hall and avenging a lifetime's blood feud would no longer be an extravagant hope!

The corners of Tang San's mouth lifted.

Peerless Tang Sect was the world where he would become a god in the future. Hearing it praised felt like hearing praise for himself.

Pride could not help welling up within him.

Just then.

Grandmaster strode over with a smile, his expression relaxed.

"Good news!"

"The Speed Clan has agreed to submit to us, and they're willing to take the lead and join us in persuading the other three clans!"

Everyone's faces lit up at the news.

"Wonderful."

"Nicely done, Xiaogang."

Flender happily stepped forward and patted his shoulder.

"All the credit goes to Clear Sky Douluo."

Grandmaster turned toward Tang Hao with admiration in his eyes and volunteered his praise.

"The Four Single-Attribute Clans have been loyal to Clear Sky Douluo for generations."

"Now that Clear Sky Douluo has personally stepped forward, of course they submit wholeheartedly. They have absolutely no reason to refuse!"

"Exactly!"

"With Clear Sky Douluo here, we have nothing to fear."

Everyone turned to Tang Hao, their eyes full of admiration and reverence.

Tang San's pride grew even stronger, and the corners of his mouth curved higher.

"Don't celebrate too soon."

"Back then, when Spirit Hall hunted me down, I dragged the four clans into it."

"Whether the other three clans still acknowledge me as their master remains unknown."

Feigning indifference, Tang Hao assumed the composed bearing of a supreme expert and poured cold water over their excitement.

Tang San immediately shook his head.

"Once a master, always a master!"

"Father never cast them out back then. They should naturally swear loyalty to him unto death!"

"Anyone who dares betray that trust is a disloyal, unrighteous wretch and should be treated as a traitor, without the slightest leniency!"

Tang San's gaze was icy, his tone utterly firm.

Tang Hao nodded slightly, clearly agreeing with Tang San in his heart.

Although he had said that, he did not think there was anything wrong with it.

Servants ought to suffer for their masters. Otherwise, what use is there in taking you in?

He had never owed the four clans a thing.

As the others listened, they vaguely felt something was wrong, but on second thought, the four clans submitting was a tremendous boon.

So no one spoke up to object.

The Breaking Clan.

Holding the Soul Breaking Spear, Yang Wudi trembled slightly as he stared at the sky screen in disbelief.

A Titled Douluo!

Someone with the Soul Breaking Spear martial soul could actually break through its shackles and reach the Titled Douluo realm?

His Yang family's martial soul, the Soul Breaking Spear, had an innate flaw that prevented them from breaking past the Level 90 barrier.

But today, the sky screen had completely overturned everything he knew!

The Human Emperor World.

The Virtual Duel Arena.

Everyone participating in a duel would enter a virtual world, where they could fight to their hearts' content without fearing death.

The man held a jet-black spear and cupped his hands.

"Yang Potian of the Yang family, Level 95 Power Attack System Titled Douluo!"

Opposite him, Chen Xin held the Seven Kill Sword, its blade gleaming coldly.

"Chen Xin of the Chen Clan, Level 97 Power Attack System Titled Douluo."

Chen Xin was inwardly shocked.

The man before me is clearly only Level 95, yet he was matched against me, a Level 97!

That means...

His true combat strength rivals a Level 97 Super Douluo!

He did not dare underestimate him in the slightest.

The next second, Yang Potian moved!

His spear pierced through the air, its wind tearing the air apart with an ear-splitting roar.

Not a single soul ring lit up throughout!

It was another self-created soul skill cultivation art unique to the Human Emperor World!

Chen Xin's heart tightened. Not daring to be careless, he instantly activated his ninth soul skill!

"Ninth soul skill-God-Demon Dual Slash!"

Black and white sword light intertwined and collided, meeting the spear's overbearing momentum.

Boom!!!

An earth-shaking explosion erupted, and waves of air swept across the entire platform.

They were evenly matched!

Their attacks had actually ended in a tie!

A draw!

Yang Wudi's pupils contracted sharply as he stared fixedly at the sky screen, horror filling his heart.

A Level 95 Soul Breaking Spear could actually fight Level 97 Sword Douluo Chen Xin to a draw?

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Gu Rong instantly sat upright, his face filled with astonishment.

Someone of a lower rank had actually held their own against Chen Xin?

He usually loved bickering and competing with Chen Xin, but deep down, he knew better than anyone how terrifying Chen Xin's combat strength was.

Now Chen Xin had already broken through to Level 97 and become even stronger, yet a Level 95 Soul Master had forced him into a draw!

"Father! Grandpa Jian won't lose, will he?"

Ning Rongrong spoke anxiously.

"No. Uncle Jian is powerful. He absolutely won't lose!"

Ning Fengzhi's brows knitted tightly as he spoke in a low voice.

The Speed Clan.

Bai He's eyes widened, his heart shaken.

Old Mountain Goat's descendant was actually this formidable?

Flender looked at Tang San and the others, who were immersed in shock, and hesitated inwardly.

Why do I get the feeling that the Soul Masters of the Human Emperor World are stronger in combat?

Tang Hao was puzzled.

I've been observing the Human Emperor World all these days. Among so many people, not a single one has the Clear Sky Hammer as their martial soul?

My Clear Sky Hammer is the continent's number one tool martial soul. Why has it vanished without a trace ten thousand years later?

Could it be!

The Clear Sky Sect, like the Clear Sky Sect in Peerless Tang Sect, is also a secluded sect?

Tang Hao immediately found that reasonable, and his expression grew calm again.

No matter which timeline it is, my Clear Sky Sect is always the strongest sect.

Perhaps that Human Emperor is a member of the Clear Sky Sect?

If so, going to this Human Emperor World isn't out of the question, provided they agree to make Tang San the crown prince!

At that thought, Tang Hao's eyes lit up.