Chapter 85: Tang Hao's Offline.
Seeing Yang Wudi unmoved, Tang Hao was deeply dissatisfied and continued, "They, the Spirit Hall, killed so many of your clansmen, and you're so indifferent?"
"They killed my clansmen, it's true, but you're the culprit! If it weren't for you, why would the Spirit Hall come to attack us? How could our Po Yi clan have suffered such a disaster?"
In his heart, the Haotian Sect was the root cause of all the tragedy.
If they had allowed him and his men into the Haotian Sect's ancestral land, the four major clans wouldn't have suffered so many casualties.
As for the Spirit Hall?
He still felt a certain amount of resentment!
After all, it wasn't him and his men who killed their pope, so why would he take it out on them?
However, he also knew that revenge with the Po Yi clan's power was somewhat impossible.
Unless Yang Ziyuan became a god.
Otherwise, he had no desire for revenge.
He knew that Qian Daoliu alone could destroy the Po Yi clan.
After hearing Yang Wudi's explanation, Tang Hao completely gave up.
Seeing that he had nothing to say, Yang Wudi picked up a small knife and, facing his horrified gaze, said, "The more you talk about this, the angrier I get. Today, I'll increase the intensity!"
As he spoke, Yang Wudi slowly walked towards Tang Hao.
Seeing Yang Wudi's ferocious face, Tang Hao's pupils shrank slightly.
"Don't come over here!"
"Stop struggling! You can't escape. Just enjoy it!"
With that, Yang Wudi raised the knife and activated executioner mode.
"Ah!!!"
Amidst shrill screams, Tang Hao's flesh was cut off piece by piece.
At this moment, Yang Ziyuan's voice suddenly came in.
"Second Uncle, spare his life!"
Hearing this, Yang Wudi stopped.
"Ziyuan, you're back?"
"Yes!"
Yang Ziyuan walked up to him and said, "Uncle, can you hand him over to me?"
"What do you want him for? Do you want to experience the joy of it, too?"
Seeing Yang Wudi's excitement, Yang Ziyuan couldn't help but shudder and hurriedly said, "No, no, no! Uncle, you misunderstood! I want him just to see if I can use him to complete the Divine Test."
"Is that so? All right then! I'll hand him over to you!"
After learning about Yang Ziyuan's Divine Test, Yang Wudi reluctantly handed over Tang Hao.
Although he wanted to continue to torture him, he also knew what was important.
After all, only when Yang Ziyuan became a god would the good days of their Poyi Clan truly begin!
"Thank you, Uncle!"
Yang Ziyuan thanked him and then walked towards Tang Hao.
Seeing Tang Hao's miserable condition, he couldn't imagine how he had managed to hold on.
However, when he saw the healing spirit master nearby, he suddenly felt that Yang Wudi was the one who knew how to play!
Seeing the young man in the room, Tang Hao sneered, "Kid, are you weaned? You think you can torture me? I'm afraid you can't even hold a knife steady! Haha, cough cough!"
Before Tang Hao could finish his words, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Seeing this, Yang Ziyuan's eyes turned cold.
"Whether I can hold a knife or not, didn't your right arm tell you?"
Hearing this, Tang Hao's pupils shrank sharply, and his emotions immediately became agitated.
"It's you?! You're the culprit who ruined Xiao San? You were the one who set that black hole?"
Seeing the other party's aggressive appearance, Yang Ziyuan sneered, "So what if I did it? Do you think you still have the ability to kill me?"
"Damn brat, who are you? Where's Ah Yin? What did you do to Ah Yin?"
Seeing that Tang Hao still had time to care about the Blue Silver Emperor, Yang Ziyuan glanced at the unidentified object on the ground with interest and sneered, "Even if I return her to you, what do you think you can do to her now?"
Hearing this, Tang Hao's face suddenly darkened.
With his current broken body, let alone protecting her, he couldn't even exercise his rights as a husband!
Thinking of this, Tang Hao suddenly felt that his life had lost its meaning.
Seeing Tang Hao's silence, Yang Ziyuan stopped talking.
"Forget it! I see you've nothing more to say, so let me give you a ride!"
Hearing this, Tang Hao had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, Yang Ziyuan had already gathered a soul power hand and grasped his neck.
Feeling the choking in his throat, Tang Hao's face instantly turned red, and he spoke with difficulty, "Little brat, don't get complacent! Sooner or later, Xiao San will avenge us!"
Soon, Tang Hao's breath gradually weakened, his eyes widened, and he finally died.
Seeing this, Yang Ziyuan frowned.
He didn't hear the Goddess of Life's congratulations.
"It seems this method won't work!"
Although this time it didn't work, he didn't lose heart.
He hadn't held out much hope in the first place.
After all, Tang Hao had already been tortured beyond recognition by Yang Wudi.
Tang Hao's death meant he was at most a finishing blow, not a single one.
"Ziyuan, didn't you succeed?"
Yang Wuhui couldn't help but ask, noticing Yang Ziyuan's frown.
"No."
"Then what should we do?"
"Grandpa, don't worry. I've already made a plan for the Divine Test. I might need your help then."
He believed that even if he couldn't complete the Divine Test of Life this time, it wouldn't be a big deal.
After all, the Haotian Sect had so many Titled Douluo.
He could just pick any one and quickly finish them off.
He didn't believe the Haotian Sect's blood was all clean!
As for asking Yang Wuhui and the others for help, it was simply because they were worried someone might escape.
Hearing that Yang Ziyuan needed their help, Yang Wuhui and the others readily agreed, "No problem! When the time comes, just leave the most dangerous areas to us!"
Although they both knew that Yang Ziyuan's current strength far surpassed theirs, as elders, how could they let him take such a risk?
Besides, they were eager for a good fight!
Seeing Yang Wuhui and the other two in high spirits, Yang Ziyuan's lips curled into a sly smile.
"Grandpa, I'll watch your performance. But this time, I'm going to destroy the Haotian Sect!"
"What?! Destroy the Haotian Sect?!"
Upon hearing Yang Ziyuan's idea of destroying the Haotian Sect, Yang Wuhui and the other two's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Ziyuan, are you sure?"
"Of course I am!"
Seeing Yang Ziyuan's firm tone, the two fell silent.
Although they wanted to destroy the Haotian Sect, they also understood the stakes involved.
If the Haotian Sect were so easy to destroy, the Spirit Hall wouldn't have suffered such a disastrous defeat back then.
"Grandpa, what are you worried about?"
"Ziyuan, you don't understand! Although with our current strength, we can easily destroy the Haotian Sect, the most powerful person in the Haotian Sect is not Tang Xiao."
Yang Ziyuan interrupted him before he could finish.
"Wait, wait! Grandpa, you mean Tang Chen, the founder of the Haotian Sect?"
"That's right!"
"Don't worry about that! I took care of him during this trip!"
Hearing this, Yang Wuhui and the others were shocked.
Although they didn't understand how Yang Ziyuan dealt with that peerless Douluo, they were still very happy with the result.
Now that the threat of Tang Chen was gone, they were naturally happy to destroy the Haotian Sect!
After all, they had been looking forward to this day for too long!
After collecting Tang Hao's soul bone, Yang Ziyuan and his group prepared for the next trip to the Haotian Sect.
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