The night was as dark as ink, the starlight dim.
On the small path, Lu Feng and Tang Hao were running swiftly.
Tang Hao's steps were initially steady and powerful, but gradually, his breathing became rapid, and beads of sweat seeped from his forehead.
Although his complexion was ruddy, it revealed an unnatural flush, as if the blood in his body was boiling.
"Lu Feng, what kind of tonic is this? I feel hot all over, as if I have endless strength." Tang Hao's voice carried a trace of excitement.
His palms trembled slightly, and the soul power in his body surged as if uncontrolled.
He felt something was wrong in his heart.
However, the feeling of physical excitement made him temporarily ignore this anomaly.
Lu Feng turned his head, the corner of his mouth curling into a teasing smile. "Senior, this is a pill refined from the Resurrection Grass. Even if an ordinary Soul Master has only one breath left, they can be brought back."
"Oh? It has such miraculous effects? Such a magical pill, did you really refine it yourself?" Tang Hao asked doubtfully.
Lu Feng chuckled lightly. "However, this pill has a side effect. After taking it, it will consume one's own qi and blood. Just like an old man's terminal lucidity, you won't live for more than an hour at most."
Tang Hao's footsteps stopped abruptly, his pupils shrinking sharply. "What did you say?"
His voice carried shock beyond belief. "Lu Feng, why do you want to murder me?"
In Tang Hao's eyes, Lu Feng and Tang San had a very good relationship. Coming from the same village, they were like brothers.
Lu Feng had absolutely no reason to attack him!
Of course, the reason he trusted Lu Feng stemmed from his own Titled Douluo strength.
If Lu Feng dared to harm him, Tang Hao was confident he could smash the other's head with one hammer.
"Lu Feng, did you also come for the hundred-thousand-year soul bone?" Tang Hao's voice gradually rose, carrying full anger.
At the same time, his soul power surged secretly as he watched Lu Feng vigilantly.
Even the strongest poison needed time to break out. As long as he smashed Lu Feng to death with one hammer, he naturally had a way to force the poison out of his body.
Lu Feng didn't answer, just looked at him coldly, a trace of killing intent flashing in his eyes.
Seeing this, Tang Hao's anger was instantly ignited, and his voice was low. "Not speaking, I'll take that as your default admission. Daring to touch my Ah Yin, die!"
Before his voice fell, his figure suddenly erupted, the Clear Sky Hammer smashing toward Lu Feng with the momentum of a thunderbolt.
Tang Hao had already used Ring Explosion once. At this moment, his first six soul rings had turned gray and could no longer be used.
As for the seventh, eighth, and ninth, these last three soul rings required too much soul power. He dared not use them easily, worried he couldn't suppress the poison in his body.
Lu Feng's eyes sharpened. Luo Wu Pao possessed him instantly, and a dragon roar resounded through the night sky.
"Boom!"
The attacks of the two collided in the air, erupting with dazzling light.
Lu Feng was no match for Tang Hao's desperate blow and was shaken back repeatedly.
However, Lu Feng's face wore a sneer. "Worthy of being the Clear Sky Douluo. If you weren't heavily injured, I really might not have been able to withstand this blow."
As he spoke, Lu Feng spread the wings on his back and rose directly into mid-air.
Tang Hao looked at the six soul rings around Lu Feng, and his eyes sank instantly.
He never expected that this unremarkable young man had actually cultivated to the Soul Emperor level.
If he remembered correctly, Lu Feng and Tang San were the same age.
Almost in an instant, Tang Hao made a decision.
Run!
In normal times, facing a Soul Emperor-level enemy, Tang Hao wouldn't even spare a glance.
But now, he had just experienced a great battle, had very little soul power left in his body, and was poisoned.
Looking at Tang Hao's back, Lu Feng was stunned at first, then reacted instantly.
Want to run?
"Sixth Soul Skill, Reincarnation Despair Realm!"
Lu Feng shouted low, and a gray space instantly enveloped the two.
Tang Hao only felt his vision blur, the surrounding scenery becoming indistinct, as if he were in a void.
"What is this?"
Tang Hao looked around in shock, feeling his soul power flowing away rapidly. His arms also began to feel slightly weak, a sense of fatigue surging in his heart.
"What soul skill is this? It can actually devour my soul power!"
Tang Hao tightened his grip on the Clear Sky Hammer, a pale white cyclone rising from his feet.
No matter what means Lu Feng used, the soul skill had to hit the body to have an effect.
Tang Hao was full of confidence. One blow, he only needed one blow to hammer Lu Feng's head open!
Seeming to see through Tang Hao's thoughts, Lu Feng did not attack proactively. His figure loomed in the gray mist, his voice carrying mockery. "Welcome to the Life and Death Arena. Only when one side dies can this life-and-death battle end, and one can leave this space."
"But unfortunately, Senior Tang, I can transfer out of the space. So, you stay in the endless darkness forever."
As soon as the voice fell, a pale blue light screen emerged from the soles of Lu Feng's feet, and his whole person disappeared instantly.
"Bastard!"
Tang Hao roared angrily. His ninth soul ring exploded violently, and violent soul power raged within his body.
He swung the Clear Sky Hammer in an angry strike.
However, the space only rippled slightly, then slowly recovered. The gray mist remained bottomless.
"Boom! Boom!"
Tang Hao swung the Clear Sky Hammer crazily, smashing everywhere, but every attack was like hitting cotton, completely useless.
Gradually, his arms became heavier and heavier, as if filled with lead, unable to be lifted anymore.
At this moment, his heart was filled with despair. "Am I really going to die here? No, I can't fall; Little San is still waiting for me..."
"Damn it!"
Tang Hao's voice became somewhat hoarse. He slowly raised his hand, only to find that his skin was dry like tree bark, covered in wrinkles.
"Damn it, I'm unwilling!" Tang Hao's eyes were filled with despair and anger, but his body could no longer support him, and he fell heavily to the ground.
In the last moment when his consciousness gradually blurred, Tang San's figure appeared in his mind. "Little San, sorry, Dad can't protect you anymore..."
...
Two hours later.
"What a pity."
Lu Feng's figure slowly emerged. Looking at Tang Hao's body on the ground, his eyes were full of regret.
At this time, Tang Hao's figure was withered, his skin shriveled, his eye sockets sunken. Like an old man about to die, he had long since lost his breath.
Lu Feng shook his head. "It's a pity. If I had devoured Tang Hao's strength, maybe I could have increased my soul power by a few levels."
At the same time, a heaviness rose in Lu Feng's heart.
Tang Hao was indeed the Clear Sky Douluo. Even though he was heavily injured, his dying counterattack was not something ordinary people could resist.
If Tang Hao hadn't lost his reason and wasted soul power attacking the gray space, it might have taken some effort to kill him.
"Roar!"
A heaven-shaking dragon roar sounded, and an energy ball exploded in the space. Tang Hao's corpse turned into flying ash and dissipated in the air.
In its place, six crystalline soul bones shone brightly, emitting powerful energy fluctuations.