Limit Douluo Tang Hao

PS: Swap the order of this chapter and the next one. I accidentally posted them in the wrong order.

"Huh?"

"Yanyan, how did your hair turn white overnight?"

Dugu Yan stared in horror at Su Ling and Na'er in his arms.

Su Ling had only just woken up, and his brain had yet to catch up. He was still constantly probing "Dugu Yan's" Martial Soul.

Dugu Yan snatched Na'er out of Su Ling's arms.

Su Ling was momentarily dumbfounded. "Huh? Huh?"

Only then did he notice Na'er in Dugu Yan's arms. Hold on a second, had I slept with Na'er in my arms all night yesterday?

No wonder she smelled so nice.

"Could you let me explain...?"

Slaughter City.

Tang Chen, Tang Hao, and Tang Xiao gathered together. All three had received guidance from the Asura God.

To strengthen his side's fighting power, the Asura God had even personally helped Tang Chen devour the Nine-Headed Bat King, bringing his strength to the half-god realm.

The Asura God's phantom appeared before them. "All three of you were chosen by me. I hope you understand your tasks."

Tang Chen and the other two knelt on the ground, listening carefully to the Asura God.

Tang Hao and Tang Xiao had both been granted divine trials by the Asura God. Tang Hao had obtained the Blood God Inheritance and could increase his cultivation by devouring others' flesh and blood. He was now a Level 98 Super Douluo and had also obtained the divine weapon, the Blood God Spear.

Tang Xiao had obtained the Killing God Inheritance, and his strength had also reached that of a Level 97 Super Douluo. His Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul had evolved into a divine weapon.

"I want the three of you to kill that boy named Su Ling. His Martial Soul is rather special. After leaving its host, it probably won't disappear, but will instead become an independent planet."

Of course, the Asura God was not actually certain either. Even if Su Ling's Martial Soul simply disappeared, that would still mean one less threat.

It would be even better if it did not disappear. He could simply pocket that planet himself, and then wouldn't his word alone rule the Divine Realm? That way, he would not need to bother possessing a descendant and plotting for another ten thousand years.

"Your greatest threat now is Spirit Hall. I want the three of you to raze Spirit Hall!"

Then the Asura God vanished from before the three of them.

The three exchanged glances. Me, fight Spirit Hall? Seriously?

Just kidding. All three of them were now heirs to deities. However powerful Spirit Hall was, how powerful could it possibly be?

"Grandfather, I'm only one step away from Level 99 now. Give me a few more Titled Douluos, and I'll be able to break through the shackles."

"Good!" Tang Chen laughed heartily. As long as Tang Hao broke through to Limit Douluo, no force on the continent would be able to stop them again.

"I'll have every Soul Douluo in Slaughter City brought to you right now!"

Tang Chen gave the enforcement squad a meaningful look. Before long, more than a dozen Soul Douluo prisoners were brought over.

"We didn't do anything! What right do you have to arrest us?"

"Slaughter City has rules too! Even your enforcement squad can't just arrest people at will!"

"Rules?" Tang Chen laughed heartily. "In Slaughter City, I am the rules!"

Tang Hao summoned the Blood God Spear and pierced the chests of the dozen or so Soul Douluos with a single strike.

The bodies of these Soul Douluos began shriveling at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into dried corpses in moments.

"Not enough! Not enough! I need the flesh and blood of Titled Douluos!"

Although there were many Soul Douluos, their levels were ultimately too far below Tang Hao's to help him truly break through his limit.

"Alas." Tang Chen let out a long sigh. Slaughter City... did not have any Titled Douluos either. What Titled Douluo would come here with nothing better to do?

A bold idea surfaced in Tang Hao's mind, and a sinister smile curled his lips. Doesn't the Clear Sky Sect have a few elders who have just broken through to Titled Douluo?

Low-level Titled Douluos would only be cannon fodder on the battlefield anyway. Better for them to become his stepping stones.

Tang Chen and Tang Xiao both noticed the change in Tang Hao's expression. Although an ominous premonition rose in their hearts, doing this now did not seem to pose any problem.

"Big brother... you'll help me, won't you?" Under these circumstances, Tang Hao began playing the family card. From childhood to adulthood, Tang Xiao had always given way to him. Whether it was the position of sect master or Ah Yin, as long as he called him "big brother," Tang Xiao would compromise.

"The Clear Sky Sect's seven elders are just outside Slaughter City right now..."

Tang Xiao hesitated, but spoke in the end.

"I knew you treated me best, big brother!"

Tang Xiao shook his head helplessly and led Tang Hao out of Slaughter City.

"Now that our ancestor has returned to the world, and Tang Hao and Tang Xiao have both joined the ranks of Super Douluos, our Clear Sky Sect has a bright future ahead!"

"Exactly! After being suppressed by Spirit Hall for so long, our Clear Sky Sect finally has its day to rise!"

The first and third elders were all smiles. After so many years of enduring in silence, they had long since come to hate Spirit Hall to the bone.

"Everyone's here!" Tang Hao approached them with a beaming smile.

Although the seven elders had an extremely poor impression of Tang Hao, there was no getting around the fact that he was now a Level 98 Titled Douluo. Even on the Douluo Continent, that placed him among the top one or two, three or four.

"Tang Hao! You're out. What did that lord say? You see, I knew you'd amount to something ever since you were little. Now you really have become a dragon or phoenix among men."

"Huh? Why did it suddenly get so chilly?"

Everyone looked over again, only to see that Tang Hao had stabbed the first elder clean through the heart.

Chilled through the heart, spirits soaring high-for jelly, I want Strong!

The first elder had no time to cry out. He only felt his Soul Power and life force draining away madly.

"Tang Hao! You!"

Before the first elder could even curse Tang Hao, his life was snuffed out.

"Mmm! That's the flavor! Authentic Clear Sky Sect snacks!" After tasting the flavor of a Titled Douluo's Soul Power, Tang Hao became even more uncontrollable. Another thrust of his spear pierced the third elder's chest.

"Almost, almost! Just a little more."

Only then did the remaining elders panic. "Holy shit, Tang Hao is an Evil Soul Master! Run!"

According to unofficial histories, the Evil Soul Masters in Douluo II all kept statues of Tang Hao in their homes and would bow to them whenever they had nothing to do.

"Seventh, run!"

The fifth elder blocked Tang Hao's fatal strike for the seventh elder, turning into a dried corpse the next second. Immediately afterward, the second, fourth, and sixth elders all died horribly beneath Tang Hao's spear.

"Finally! Finally!" Tang Hao's aura abruptly surged. In an instant, he broke through the restriction and stepped into the ranks of Level 99 Limit Douluos.

"This feeling is too wonderful!"

"Being a Limit Douluo feels just like becoming a Limit Douluo!"

Tang Hao stood there and laughed loudly. "Count yourself lucky. I'll spare your life today!"

The seventh elder's figure disappeared from Tang Hao's sight, and Tang Hao had no interest in pursuing him.

The Clear Sky Sect disciples behind him all stood trembling where they were.

Tang Hao swung his Blood God Spear. A streak of red light flashed past, and a red mark appeared on the palm of every Clear Sky Sect disciple.

"I now bestow the Blood God's blessing upon you. Of course, the desperate outlaws in Slaughter City all have this mark too. I want you to slaughter one another. Those you kill won't just directly increase your Soul Power-you can even absorb their Soul Rings! I want you to keep killing until... the last survivor breaks through to Soul Saint!"

Tang Hao's aura suddenly erupted. Nine Soul Rings-black, black, black, black, red, red, red, red, red-appeared beneath his feet. Not one of the Clear Sky Sect disciples dared refuse, and they all entered Slaughter City.