Tang Hao did not argue with Qian Renxue.
From an outsider's perspective, what the Tang Family was doing now was sucking the blood of the planet known as the Douluo Continent.
Had someone else done it, it might not have provoked public outrage. But the crux of the matter was that Tang San was the god who protected this planet, and he himself had come from it. After attaining godhood, he no longer allowed any other free person to become a god unless they became his family's dog.
"Qian Renxue, let Ah Yin and me go. I promise I won't trouble you again."
"If anything happens to Ah Yin and me, Xiao San won't let you off. Xiao San is a God King, a God Realm Enforcer. If he wants to deal with you, he has plenty of ways." After a moment of silence, Tang Hao spoke.
"Are you threatening me?"
"To think that the once-renowned His Excellency Haotian would fear death too. It seems ten thousand years of indulgence have worn down that warrior's claws and fangs." Qian Renxue sneered. Back then, Tang Hao had gone to Spirit City alone. The Tang Hao of those days had indeed possessed some courage.
"Tang San is certainly formidable. But I'm not afraid of him. If he wants to come after me, let him come." Qian Renxue was utterly disdainful. Divine power surged as she poured the sacred power of light within her into the Angel Holy Sword.
Gritting his teeth, Tang Hao raised the Divine Hammer again. But such resistance was undoubtedly futile.
"This time, there should be no one left who can save you," Qian Renxue murmured.
A dazzling sword strike seemed to cleave the entire sky in two.
"Aah!"
Tang Hao's scream rang out as Qian Renxue severed both