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Back at the Pope's hall, Ning Fengzhi was unwilling to let Spirit Hall have their way. He looked at Sword Douluo, but Sword Douluo could only shake his head helplessly. Not to mention the unfathomable Bibi Dong, even the six Title Douluos by her side were not something he could contend with.
"Elder Yue Guan, Elder Gui Mei, capture Tang San and retrieve Tang Hao's body."
Bibi Dong coldly eyed the father-son duo, Tang Hao and Tang San. 'The humiliation and pain they've caused you, Xiaogang, I will return to them tenfold,' she thought darkly.
Elder Yue Guan and Elder Gui Mei exchanged a grin, their expressions malicious as they approached the pair.
Elder Yue Guan sneered, "Who would have thought the mighty Hao Tian Douluo, wielder of the world's number one tool martial soul, would be so weak? Kid, accept your fate."
With Tang Hao already crippled by their earlier assault, capturing Tang San would be child's play. But their true prize was Tang Hao's complete set of soul bones, especially the two over 70,000-year-old heirloom soul bones from the Clear Sky Clan. Their value far exceeded the three soul bones Spirit Hall had just awarded as the championship prize.
Snake Lance, Porcupine, Ghost Leopard, and Demon Bear, the four Title Douluos also wore mocking smiles.
"Never!" Tang San gritted his teeth, but he was powerless. Against Spirit Hall's Title Douluos, he had no means to fight back.
Just as Elder Yue Guan and Elder Gui Mei were about to seize Tang San, Tang Hao, lying in his son's arms, suddenly opened his eyes. His once-dull gaze sharpened, and his pallid face flushed with color. In an instant, all his pain vanished, replaced by a surge of boundless strength.
'What's happening? Wasn't I on the verge of death? Is this a final burst of life?'
But it didn't matter. As long as he could get his son, Tang San, out of here, that was all that mattered.
"Father!" Tang San's voice trembled with shock and joy, hope rekindling in his eyes.
Bibi Dong sensed something was off with Tang Hao and immediately shouted, "Kill God Domain! Yue Guan, Gui Mei, fall back!"
As she spoke, nine soul rings—two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red, exploded from Tang Hao's body once more. A torrent of violent soul power, laced with unparalleled killing intent, blasted Elder Yue Guan and Elder Gui Mei backward. At the same time, the shattered fragments of the Clear Sky Hammer on the ground reassembled in Tang Hao's hand, forming a hammer riddled with cracks.
"Bibi Dong, today I'll show you the Clear Sky Clan's ultimate technique; the Great Sumeru Hammer!"
Tang Hao enunciated each word with deliberate force. As he roared the final word, his first six soul rings detonated simultaneously. In an instant, they reformed, and the cracked hammer expanded once more to a hundred meters in length.
Then, Tang Hao swung the massive hammer toward the Pope's Hall again.
To protect the hall, the symbol of Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong and her six Title Douluos had no choice but to charge at the Clear Sky Hammer once more.
Boom!
A deafening explosion rang out, and every soul master below level 70, except Ning Tian felt their minds go blank, plunged into chaos, unable to comprehend what was happening.
Six of the seven figures in the sky were smashed back down, and the giant hammer vanished.
"Pfft!"
Tang Hao spat out a mouthful of blood. He could feel that the ring detonation had ravaged his already healed body, leaving it in ruins, just like when he had faced Qian Xunji years ago.
But Bibi Dong and her six Title Douluos were far stronger than Qian Xunji and his two companions had ever been.
"Run!"
Without hesitation, Tang Hao grabbed Tang San and fled toward the edge of Spirit City. He couldn't worry about Xiao Wu now; besides, her identity hadn't been exposed, so there was no immediate threat to his son's soul rings and soul bones.
But before he could escape Pope Mountain, a purple-black spider leg as thick as a water tank blocked his path. Bibi Dong's voice followed, "Run? Run where?"
As the dust settled, Bibi Dong's seventh soul ring had already ignited. A massive Death Spider Emperor, its body spanning over a hundred meters with eight spider legs stretching over two hundred meters, appeared before everyone.
Tang Hao froze at the sight. Sword Douluo was equally stunned, and Ning Fengzhi nearly bit his tongue in shock.
Spirit Hall's followers, however, erupted into fanatical worship.
Tang Hao spat out each word as if chewing on gravel, his face a mask of disbelief. "You've reached level 99!"
The words "level 99" sent Tang San's soul into a tailspin of terror.
After Tang Hao spoke, Ning Fengzhi's back was already drenched in cold sweat.
'Bibi Dong has reached the realm of Peerless Douluo. And with Qian Daoliu, Spirit Hall now boasts two Peerless Douluos.'
He had dared to plot against such a formidable Spirit Hall. Reflecting on his past actions, Ning Fengzhi felt like a clown. Yet, as he glanced at Ning Tian standing at the back of the crowd and then at Tang Hao before him, his ambition refused to die.
Taking a deep breath, Ning Fengzhi thought, 'It's not over yet. We still have a chance.'
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Meanwhile, Tang Hao and Bibi Dong had already clashed.
A powerful killing aura swept out as Tang Hao unleashed his Kill God Domain to its fullest, channeling all his soul power into the Clear Sky Hammer for one final, desperate strike.
In that moment, a faint image of a three-headed, six-armed Asura God appeared behind him.
Then, he swung the massive hammer at Bibi Dong, staking everything on this single blow.
If he could repel Bibi Dong, he could escape with his son. If not, they would both perish here.
Ning Tian watched it all unfold, shaking his head inwardly. 'So the shameless Asura God has intervened after all. Otherwise, Tang Hao would already be dead.'
But Bibi Dong, free from the Rakshasa God's influence, could now fight at full strength and she was not to be underestimated.
'This is Asura God's power! Damn it, he's chosen to aid Tang Hao.'
As the Rakshasa God's inheritor, Bibi Dong had sensed the Sea God's intervention in the original story when Tang San was possessed. Now, she recognized the Asura God's hand at work.
But Tang San had ruined Xiaogang's reputation, and Tang Hao had crippled his soul power and castrated him. No matter what, this father-son duo had to die.
Steeling herself, Bibi Dong abandoned any thought of holding back. The purple-black glow around her shifted to an eerie green, and seven soul rings—six black and one red exploded into view.
She switched from her Death Spider Emperor True Body to her Soul-Devouring Spider Emperor True Body.
Facing Tang Hao's Asura-infused strike, her sixth soul ring flared. The Soul-Devouring Spider Emperor's two emerald scythes rose, unleashing a diagonal, green cross-shaped wave of light at Tang Hao.
Confronted with this ultimate attack from a level 99 soul master wielding a 100,000-year soul ring-derived True Body, Tang Hao felt, for the first time in his life, a loss of faith in his Great Sumeru Hammer.
And his hastily reformed hammer shattered once more, like fragile pottery.
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