Chapter 84: The Horrible Tang Hao
A month later, Hanhai City, Yang's family residence.
Yang Ziyuan looked at the newly renovated gate unimpressed at first, but upon entering the front yard, he was stunned. "
Wow!
He'd only been away for over six months, and yet his home had completely changed?"
Before he could figure out what was happening, Yang Wuhui, who was cultivating, suddenly sensed his presence and flashed directly in front of him.
"Ziyuan, you're finally back!"
Seeing Yang Ziyuan safe and sound, Yang Wuhui breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, Yang Ziyuan had been gone for over six months, with no news of his return.
Furthermore, given the events of the Yang family's past, he was genuinely worried about him.
"Grandpa, has something happened at home? Why does everything look different?"
Hearing this, Yang Wuhui sighed.
"Well, it's a long story. Let's go inside!"
Arriving in the hall, Yang Wuhui briefly recounted the events that had unfolded.
It turned out that shortly after he left, a one-armed Soul Douluo had secretly infiltrated the Yang family.
Upon being discovered by Yang Wuhui, a fight immediately ensued.
With his Titled Douluo strength, he could easily have overpowered or even defeated the opponent.
However, the opponent showed no respect for martial ethics, using the crowd as human shields!
Concerned for the safety of his clansmen, he hesitated to engage.
However, the opponent pressed the issue, demanding the handover of his 100,000-year-old soul beast.
Of course, Yang Wuhui refused to accede.
Not only had the soul beast been killed, but even if it were still there, he wouldn't have handed it over.
During the stalemate, Yang Wudi, who had blended into the crowd, suddenly attacked, severely wounding the opponent.
The one-armed Soul Douluo, rendered incapacitated, was eventually captured by the two.
Afterwards, they pulled down the pocket of the man's black robe and discovered it was Tang Hao!
Upon hearing this, Yang Ziyuan finally understood why he hadn't sensed the opponent while dealing with the scoundrel.
It turned out that he had already been captured by Yang Wuhui and the others.
Yang Ziyuan immediately became excited.
"Grandpa, you haven't killed him yet, have you?"
Hearing this, Yang Wuhui shook his head.
"No!"
"Oh, that's good!"
Yang Ziyuan breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing that Tang Hao was still alive.
However, his concern wasn't for Tang Hao; he wanted to use him to complete the Divine Test of Life.
After all, all he needed was a Titled Douluo with deep sins.
Although the other party's spirit power level had dropped to that of a Soul Douluo, he was still essentially a Titled Douluo.
Thinking of this, Yang Ziyuan couldn't wait to ask, "Grandpa, where is Tang Hao being held now?"
"As soon as your second uncle saw that it was Tang Hao, he immediately took him to the dark cell, saying he wanted to torture him! You're so concerned about him, is there something wrong?"
Hearing Yang Wuhui's question, Yang Ziyuan didn't respond, but hurried to the dark cell.
He was afraid that Yang Wudi would accidentally kill Tang Hao.
After all, so much time has passed, and he can't guarantee whether Tang Hao can still hold on.
Seeing his hasty appearance, Yang Wuhui knew that this matter definitely involved a divine test, and hurriedly gave chase.
Meanwhile, in the underground dungeon,
"Tang Hao, are you satisfied with my 'service'?"
Looking at the bloody man before him, Yang Wudi's lips curled into a ferocious smile.
At this moment, Tang Hao's scapula had been pierced by an iron hook, leaving him suspended in mid-air, like a fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others!
For the past six months, he had been tortured.
The torture Yang Wudi used on him was Ling Chi (Ling Chi).
To ensure he didn't die mid-process, he even had a healing spirit master perform simple treatments on him every day after he finished cutting off his flesh!
Today, only two bones remained of his legs.
Faced with Yang Wudi's sarcasm, Tang Hao's eyes widened in anger. "Yang Wudi, don't be so complacent! Sooner or later, you too will suffer this kind of torture! Every single one of you in the Po Yi clan must die!"
After witnessing the spirit ring configurations of Yang Wuhui and the other two, he knew that the Haotian Sect's current strength was no match for them.
Furthermore, the elders wouldn't avenge a sinner like him.
Suddenly, he missed the days when Tang Chen was still with the Haotian Sect.
Back then, the Haotian Sect's power was unmatched, its glory days unparalleled.
He and his eldest brother were its most beloved descendants.
He believed that if Tang Chen returned, he would stand up for him.
Then, the Po Yi clan would surely die with him!
However, this hope was too slim.
After all, Tang Chen had been missing for so long, and he had no idea whether he was dead or alive.
Hearing this, Yang Wudi sneered and said, "Tang Hao, you will never see my end. However, your end will definitely not be any better!"
"Yang Wudi, you are a heartless thing! How could our Haotian Sect be so blind as to protect your Poyi Clan?"
Listening to Tang Hao's abuse, Yang Wudi laughed coldly and said, "Shelter? That's a nice thing to say! Back then, weren't you just short of a few dogs to use? If it weren't for the fact that our Poyi Clan's Soul-Breaking Spear had some attack power, would you have kept us? Over the years, how much dirty work did our Poyi Clan do for you? In the end, you provoked a powerful enemy yourself and just walked away. The Haotian Sect didn't do anything and pushed us out to quell the anger of the Spirit Hall."
"Do you know that it was because of your fault that most of our Poyi Clan members died!"
"Tell me, should I kill you?"
"You, deserve to die?!"
Tang Hao's face remained smothered with disdain after hearing Yang Wudi's roar.
"Just a few worthless lives! How can you compare to the disciples of the Haotian Sect?"
Hearing this, Yang Wudi trembled with rage, gritting his teeth and saying, "Alright, alright! I'll show you what it's like to live a life worse than death!"
With that, Yang Wudi channeled a stream of soul power, directing it towards Tang Hao's groin.
"Ah!!!!"
With a scream, Tang Hao lost all his manhood!
Seeing Tang Hao in agony, Yang Wudi laughed heartily.
He was happy now, very happy!
Because Tang Hao had finally received the punishment he deserved!
At this moment, Tang Hao, having recovered, spoke in a slightly hoarse voice, "Yang Wudi, you only know how to bully an unarmed person like me. If you really wanted revenge, why didn't you go and cause trouble for the Spirit Hall? Could it be that after breaking through to the level of a Titled Douluo and possessing a 100,000-year spirit ring, you'd still be afraid of them?"
"Spirit Hall? You don't have to worry about that!"
He clearly understood that Tang Hao simply wanted to use the Spirit Hall to deal with the Po Yi Clan.
After all, no matter which side won, the other side would reap the benefits.
After all, both of their forces were a huge problem for the Haotian Sect!
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