Chapter 110: Capturing Tang Hao
Tang Hao carried Yu Xiaogang and Tang San as he fled the city, running in the opposite direction of Spirit City.
He understood full well—not only was he no match for Bibi Dong, but even escaping was already a luxury.
The backlash from exploding his soul rings gradually surged through his body. Soon enough, he would fall into complete weakness.
He still had one hundred-thousand-year soul ring skill left to use, but it was only Teleportation. As for the Invincible Golden Body, it could not be used repeatedly without a cooldown.
His soul bone skills mostly enhanced his physical strength—they couldn't stop Bibi Dong and her people.
Feeling the terrifying soul power fluctuations surging from behind, Tang Hao realized he needed to make a decisive choice.
Tang Hao activated the Clear Sky Sect's secret technique and forcibly tore off his own right arm and left leg.
"Dad!" Tang San was shocked. He had no idea why Tang Hao would mutilate himself.
Even though he resented Tang Hao for killing his beloved Xiao Wu, Tang Hao was still his father.
In this life, he had both Tang Hao as his biological father and Yu Xiaogang as the "father figure" who had guided him in every aspect.
In his previous life, he was an orphan adopted by the Tang Sect and never felt true parental warmth—what he lacked then, he had now. So he cherished it.
And now, he couldn't understand why Tang Hao would do this to himself.
Pale-faced, Tang Hao stopped the bleeding and placed the severed limbs into Tang San's Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges.
"Xiao San, take my left leg and right arm to Heaven Dou City. Find Tang Yuehua of the Moon Pavilion—she is your biological aunt. Let her bring you back to the Clear Sky Sect to formally acknowledge your ancestry."
"When you return to the Clear Sky Sect, give my limb bones to your uncle Tang Xiao. He will teach you the true cultivation of the Clear Sky Hammer."
"Spirit Hall will not attack the Clear Sky Sect. It is the safest place for you. You can cultivate there without worry."
"After you finish cultivating the Clear Sky Hammer, have your mother—your aunt—take you to Slaughter City. She will teach you what must be done."
"Grandmaster, Xiao San… you two go. I'll hold them off for as long as I can!" Tang Hao declared resolutely.
"Dad!"
When Tang San saw the limb bones, emitting a faint black radiance, he finally understood Tang Hao's intention.
Yu Xiaogang had once taught him that a soul bone, once fused, could not be separated without the soul master dying.
He thought Tang Hao was sacrificing his life to buy time for him and his master to escape.
Realizing this, Tang San fell to his knees and kowtowed three times. "Dad, I swear I will destroy Spirit Hall and avenge you!"
And Xiao Wu's revenge as well—even though his father had been the one who killed her, Tang San silently shifted that hatred onto Spirit Hall.
As a Tang Sect disciple, how could he be sentimental or soft-hearted?
His father had already separated his soul bones; death was inevitable. Staying behind would only burden him. He could not save Tang Hao.
After paying his respects, Tang San activated the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track and slipped into the dense forest.
Only within complex terrain could the Tang Sect's techniques shine, giving him any chance to escape.
"Grandmaster, if you survive, Xiao San will be in your care!"
Tang Hao patted Yu Xiaogang's shoulder and placed a trace of Tang San's aura onto him.
If he failed to stop Spirit Hall's pursuers, this misdirection would confuse them long enough for Tang San to escape—though it would bring suffering to Yu Xiaogang.
In Tang Hao's mind, it was only right for a master to protect his disciple… even if it meant dying in his place.
"Lord Clear Sky Douluo, Xiao San is also my disciple. Don't worry—I will dedicate everything to guiding him and unlocking the secrets of twin martial soul cultivation!"
Yu Xiaogang summoned Luo Sanpao, mounted the pig, and fled at full speed.
Watching his son and his master disappear, Tang Hao sighed. A man proposes, heaven disposes.
He had done everything he could. The rest depended on them.
Regret welled in his heart. Twelve years ago, he should never have coveted Ah Yin's hundred-thousand-year soul ring.
He should never have borrowed Spirit Hall's strength.
If none of this had ever happened… his father wouldn't have died, and the Clear Sky Sect wouldn't have fallen so low.
"Regret… so much regret…"
Before long, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo appeared, bringing a young man with them.
"You… why aren't you dead?"
The moment Tang Hao saw Qi Tian, his pupils shrank sharply, his spirit trembling.
Earlier at the academy, even though Tang Hao had merely struck casually, it was absolutely not something a mere Soul Ancestor could endure.
Qi Tian looked at Tang Hao—hair a mess, face waxy yellow and pale, now crippled and broken—and frowned.
Tang San and Yu Xiaogang actually escaped? That was not good news.
But Qi Tian didn't plan to waste even a second. He immediately said, "Elders, take him!"
"Yes!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo did not dare to underestimate Tang Hao just because Qi Tian was only a Soul King.
On the contrary, they treated Qi Tian with the utmost respect—Qi Tian had saved their lives moments ago.
Ghost Douluo transformed into a mass of black shadow and lunged toward Tang Hao; Chrysanthemum Douluo followed with his deadly chrysanthemum.
At that very moment, despite missing an arm and a leg, Tang Hao still unleashed his martial soul.
He raised the Clear Sky Hammer with his left hand, and the seventh red soul ring flashed—Teleportation.
In an instant, Tang Hao appeared directly in front of Qi Tian, swinging the hammer down.
Though his soul power had regressed to the seventies, he was still completely confident in defeating any Soul Douluo or below—let alone Qi Tian, a junior Soul King.
Qi Tian saw Tang Hao vanish and immediately activated Teleportation as well, disappearing from his original position and causing Tang Hao's strike to smash into empty air.
Simultaneously, Qi Tian used his disguise soul skill to mask his soul rings as ordinary ones. Though Tang Hao's cultivation could normally see through such tricks, right now his focus was elsewhere.
"You can teleport, too?" Tang Hao was stunned. Behind him, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo were already catching up.
Cold sweat broke out on their backs.
If Qi Tian died because they reacted too slowly, it wouldn't just be guilty; they'd suffer—Bibi Dong would be the first to condemn them.
So this time, they unleashed their full strength.
Realizing he had missed his only opening, Tang Hao didn't hesitate and exploded his final hundred-thousand-year soul ring.
A massive wave of soul power poured into the Clear Sky Hammer as he swung it toward Qi Tian again.
In Tang Hao's mind, this blow might not kill Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo—but the shockwave would definitely kill Qi Tian.
And since Qi Tian had just used Teleportation, he was sure that Qi Tian would not be able to dodge this next strike.
"STOP!" Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo shouted desperately.
They hadn't expected Tang Hao—whose soul power now measured only at rank seventt—to still unleash a technique of such terrifying force.
They were even about to use their Martial Soul Fusion Skill—
But suddenly, a golden radiance burst from Qi Tian's body, forming a shimmering protective barrier around him.
It was the Invincible Golden Body.
At that moment, Qi Tian was completely invincible. How could Tang Hao not recognize this skill?
"Invincible Golden Body!? Impossible! You absorbed Xiao Wu's soul ring!?" Tang Hao's voice trembled in disbelief.
Qi Tian never did anything without absolute certainty. If he didn't have the Golden Body, he would have fled long ago.
After exploding his last soul ring, Tang Hao could only rely on his soul bone skills now.
He still had four soul bones, but it was already meaningless.
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo swiftly subdued him, completely restraining the crippled Tang Hao.
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End of Chapter