Chapter 106: A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, Tang Hao's Invincible Golden Body?
"Your soul power… how can it be this strong? Let me go!" Xiao Wu struggled desperately, her limbs locked down.
The clash between Qi Tian and Xiao Wu ended almost instantly. With his fifty-rank soul power, he completely overwhelmed Xiao Wu.
But before he could interrogate her, the brief fluctuation of soul power from their fight still alerted someone lurking in the shadows.
The moment Qi Tian subdued Xiao Wu, barely a breath passed before he sensed a murderous intent directed straight at him.
This killing intent… the only other time Qi Tian had felt something like this was from Bibi Dong. It was the Death God Domain.
And the person using it was frighteningly skilled—compressing the domain into a narrow, focused line of killing intent that affected only Qi Tian alone.
Naturally, the attacker was Tang San's father—Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao.
"Perfect. I've been waiting for you."
One of Qi Tian's split souls instantly possessed Bibi Dong's body.
As long as the enemy couldn't instantly kill him or suppress him with absolute control, he could escape at any moment—that was why he dared to act so brazenly in front of Tang Hao.
That killing intent vanished in the next second because several terrifying auras spread from outside as well—the concealed presences of Bibi Dong and her group.
The moment Tang Hao sensed them, he immediately realized he had walked into an ambush.
Within the academy, chaotic soul power surged violently. If not for it being the graduation season with most students away, the casualties inside Nuoding Academy would have been catastrophic.
Sensing the oppressive aura, Xiao Wu's face turned pale. She originally thought the worst Qi Tian would do was imprison her.
She assumed that he would only kill her after he successfully absorbed a hundred-thousand-year soul ring.
And during that time, she could cultivate to the Soul Emperor level. Maybe by then she might find an opportunity to escape… or even kill Qi Tian instead.
Even if none of that worked, Tang San, Da Ming, and Er Ming would surely think of a way to rescue her.
But now… despair filled her heart.
Because the aura outside belonged to a Titled Douluo.
If she was exposed to them like this, how could her little life possibly survive?
'No… my revenge is still unfinished. How can I die here?' Xiao Wu clenched her teeth, unwilling to accept her fate.
"Tang Hao, to think you would actually hide here. Today, I will kill you—this is the vengeance I owe my teacher!"
Bibi Dong's cold voice echoed through the air.
Her aggressive declaration wasn't just venting her rage—it was also to justify her actions to any observers nearby.
Bibi Dong avenging her teacher, the former Supreme Pontiff, was righteous in the eyes of the Spirit Hall. And Tang Hao? He was nothing more than a wanted criminal hunted by the Spirit Hall.
"Bibi Dong!!" Tang Hao roared.
He was the one who killed her teacher—but Bibi Dong was also the one who slaughtered his father.
And not just that—under Bibi Dong's command, the Spirit Hall had massacred hundreds of direct disciples of the Clear Sky Sect. That blood debt was one he would never allow to go unpaid.
Qi Tian's split soul remained inside Bibi Dong's spiritual sea, only observing without interfering.
He knew well his current combat experience could never compare to the battle-hardened Bibi Dong.
Qi Tian watched as Tang Hao roared, and a colossal Clear Sky Hammer—over a hundred meters long—manifested in an instant.
Shrouded in his Clear Sky True Body, the nine soul rings beneath Tang Hao's feet pulsed violently. And his ninth soul ring… was a deep crimson.
"How is that possible?" Qi Tian couldn't believe his eyes.
Didn't he already rescue A Yin? Where did Tang Hao get a hundred-thousand-year soul ring?
"Be careful of his hundred-thousand-year soul ring!" Qi Tian warned urgently.
"Don't worry. Just take care of yourself," Bibi Dong responded coldly.
With Tang Hao's furious roar, his Clear Sky True Body—along with that towering hammer—came crashing down toward Bibi Dong and her subordinates like a falling mountain.
"Hmph."
Bibi Dong snorted coldly. Her hand transformed into a massive black scythe. With a sweeping strike, she slashed toward Tang Hao. The enormous Clear Sky Hammer instantly halted mid-air.
Before the disparity in soul power, even the Clear Sky Hammer was nothing more than a toy.
With a single, simple strike, Bibi Dong caused cracks to appear across Tang Hao's Clear Sky True Body.
A ninety-eighth-rank soul power was absolute suppression against Tang Hao's ninety-fifth rank strength—unless Tang Hao used the Clear Sky Sect's supreme secret technique: the Great Sumeru Hammer.
The Great Sumeru Hammer's ring-explosion technique was, after all, a divine-level skill. It could forcibly compensate for a portion of the gap in soul power.
But Bibi Dong had no intention of giving Tang Hao that chance. Seizing the moment when cracks formed on the Clear Sky True Body, her ninth soul ring flickered beneath her feet.
A pillar of violet light shot toward Tang Hao—this was a hundred-thousand-year soul ring ability, brimming with terrifying, destructive sharpness.
And Tang Hao's Clear Sky True Body… was actually pierced straight through.
To a Super Douluo above rank ninety-six, an avatar-type soul skill no longer held decisive importance.
Seeing the beam about to impale him, Tang Hao's ninth soul ring shone, and a golden barrier suddenly enveloped his entire body.
That golden light barrier successfully blocked Bibi Dong's hundred-thousand-year soul ring attack.
"What soul skill is this?"
Qi Tian felt a pang of familiarity at the sight.
Although Tang Hao blocked the attack, he knew clearly that continuing to clash head-on would only lead to defeat.
Especially with Bibi Dong accompanied by two protectors—Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.
He had to break out of the encirclement. And for that, he could only use his trump card.
[Great Sumeru Hammer!]
Taking advantage of the golden barrier protecting him, Tang Hao activated the sect's secret art.
This technique was created by Tang Chen himself. Only those who reached rank one hundred could unleash its true divine power—hence its title as a god-level soul skill.
The first eight soul rings beneath Tang Hao dimmed instantly, all their accumulated power condensing into a single blow that he slammed toward Bibi Dong once again.
This strike twisted the very space around it. Its destructive power might surpass even Chen Xin's peak technique—the Seven-Kill Unity Sword.
"Your Holiness, be careful! Allow us to block it!" Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo stood behind Bibi Dong, urgently warning her.
Chrysanthemum Douluo activated his Martial Soul True Body—the Chrysanthemum—preparing to block with his indestructible golden body and other soul skills.
Ghost Douluo also readied himself, prepared to unleash their Martial Soul Fusion Technique—the Static Polar Domain—at any second.
"Fall back!"
Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed sharply. In her perception, this strike was not something Chrysanthemum Douluo or Ghost Douluo could endure.
She immediately switched to her second martial soul, the Soul-Devouring Spider Emperor—her ultimate trump card, revealed only in the gravest situations.
But with the crisis at its peak, she no longer held back.
As her martial soul shifted seamlessly, the soul rings beneath her feet changed as well—
Two red, four black, and three red.
An absolutely terrifying configuration. She had cultivated the Soul-Devouring Spider Emperor to its absolute peak.
One red ring after another lit up. A black vortex of soul power materialized in the air—like an oceanic abyss—pulling Tang Hao's titanic strike into its depths.
Then a mirror-like barrier manifested, blocking the remaining force of the Great Sumeru Hammer.
Finally, a black protective shield formed, completely neutralizing Tang Hao's ultimate blow.
Tang Hao's attack had actually forced Bibi Dong to unleash all three of her hundred-thousand-year soul ring skills.
At the center of the battlefield—the training grounds of Nuoding Academy—everything had already been shattered into ruins by the sheer destructive force.
If not for Bibi Dong's soul vortex devouring most of Tang Hao's terrifying soul skill, the academy would have been leveled entirely.
After unleashing that single devastating strike, the last red soul ring beneath Tang Hao's feet flashed—and his figure vanished instantly.
It was the teleportation ability of a hundred-thousand-year soul ring.
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