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Tang Hao knew that the moment Su Wen spoke, his hiding spot was compromised. He truly hadn't expected Su Wen to have the audacity to drag him into the light in front of this massive crowd. Did this boy really think that a mere Soul King could slay him just because he was injured?
A glimmer of murderous intent flickered in the depths of Tang Hao's eyes as he looked at Su Wen.
Back at the Royal Hunting Grounds, after learning the truth, Tang Hao had actually considered letting Su Wen grow so they could have a fair duel in the future—if he fell then, so be it. But now, by exposing him in front of everyone, Su Wen was undoubtedly casting a terrible shadow over Tang Hao's son, Tang San.
Once again, Tang Hao was moved to kill.
In truth, his killing intent was already heavy. Standing here before the Pope's Palace, he felt a burning desire to destroy Spirit Hall with his own hands.
"Tang Hao! Do not presume to act wildly before the Pope's Palace!" Bibi Dong shouted sternly.
Her soul power erupted. Simultaneously, Yue Guan (Chrysanthemum Douluo) and Gui Mei (Ghost Douluo), along with several Spirit Hall Soul Douluos, mobilized their power to lock onto Tang Hao. It wasn't just the Spirit Hall faction; Title Douluos from other camps, such as the Poison Douluo and Sword Douluo, also fixed their auras on him. Even Hu Yanzhen of the Elephant Armored Sect stood ready.
Sensing the collective weight of these powerful figures, Tang Hao's heart grew heavy. However, he still didn't believe he was entirely without a chance to escape.
As the experts confronted Tang Hao, Su Wen finally spoke. "Everyone, today is a matter of personal vengeance between Tang Hao and me. I hope you will not interfere."
"Tang Hao is a wanted criminal of Spirit Hall," Bibi Dong countered.
"But I am the one who dragged him out," Su Wen said calmly.
Tang Hao's eyes narrowed, his killing intent laid bare. To argue over who had the right to kill him right to his face?
"Supreme Pontiff, I hope you will grant me this favor," Su Wen added.
Bibi Dong stared at Su Wen intensely before saying, "I hope you don't end up playing yourself to death."
"Tang Hao, come. Kill me, or I shall kill you!" Above Su Wen's head, the Heavenly Book glowed brilliantly. One yellow, two purple, and two black—five soul rings—rhythmicaly pulsed around him.
"Since you seek death, I shall fulfill your wish!"
Tang Hao knew that Su Wen was the key to breaking this deadlock. Su Wen had achieved the fame of a "Grandmaster of Letters"; if Tang Hao could take him hostage, he might still walk away today.
A massive black hammer manifested in Tang Hao's hand as nine soul rings surfaced one by one: Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black, Black, Black—
Red!
The hundred-thousand-year soul ring!
As that blood-red ring appeared, the air around Tang Hao seemed to be dyed in crimson. A wave of killing intent radiated from him, expanding his domain. Even the other Title Douluos felt an indescribable pressure.
Sword Douluo, standing protectively in front of Ning Fengzhi, looked grave. "As expected of the Clear Sky Douluo. This aura alone is enough to make one tremble."
Ning Fengzhi's brow furrowed as he watched Su Wen on the stage, but he did not stop him. The Upper Three Sects were "connected as one" in name, but that was for mutual protection, not total unity. Years ago, when Tang Hao committed his crimes, the sects stood together against Spirit Hall, yet the Clear Sky Sect had remained silent and inactive, eventually going into seclusion and leaving the others to face the consequences.
Without the support of the Clear Sky Sect, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had struggled over the years, often being forced to yield to Spirit Hall. Even the details of what happened back then were mostly internal guesses. When the Clear Sky Sect faced its crisis, they hadn't even told their allies the reason.
Now, with the source of all that trouble standing before them and Su Wen ready for a life-and-death struggle, Ning Fengzhi would not interfere. In fact, he was heavily inclined to help Su Wen achieve his revenge.
The Clash of Wills
Su Wen's "Book World Domain" expanded. With his Phantom Spirit Pupil activated, his mind became clear and sharp. Unaffected by Tang Hao's overwhelming aura, Su Wen knew that Tang Hao was currently far from his peak condition.
He intended to kill Tang Hao today. This was no joke.
Before Xie Yue and Hu Liena had reached Rank 50, their "Full Moon" fusion skill could defeat a Rank 68 Soul Emperor. Now that both had reached the Soul King level, their fusion reached the power of a Soul Saint. Su Wen's ability to shatter that fusion meant his own strength was already at the Soul Saint level—and that was with only one layer of support from Ning Rongrong.
BOOM!
Outside Su Wen's body, his first soul ring exploded.
His rings were no longer Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black—they were Purple, Black, Black, Black, Black!
Following the first, the second ring exploded immediately. A massive surge of soul power flooded Su Wen, causing his aura to skyrocket.
"That's Great Ring Explosion!" a knowledgeable soul master cried out in shock.
That was a secret technique of the Clear Sky Sect. How did Su Wen possess it? Tang Hao's pupils contracted as well. What shocked him wasn't just that Su Wen knew the technique, but that the power boost Su Wen gained from it was disproportionately high.
BOOM!
The third ring exploded—a twenty-thousand-year ring. If Su Wen without the explosion or buffs was comparable to a Rank 65 Soul Emperor, the first two explosions pushed him to the Soul Saint level. With the third, his aura reached that of a mid-tier Soul Saint.
BOOM!
The fourth ring—a twenty-thousand-year Mirror Image Beast ring. Su Wen's aura approached that of a high-tier Soul Saint.
BOOM!
The fifth ring—a forty-five-thousand-year Void Silver Moon Tapir ring. In this moment, Su Wen's aura reached the peak of the Soul Saint realm.
Ning Rongrong, having been carried away from the stage by a page from Su Wen's book, released her soul skills from a distance.
"Seven Treasures Turned Out, Nine Treasures Have a Name. One: Strength! Two: Speed! Three: Spirit! Four: Defense!"
With Su Wen at his peak after the ring explosions, Ning Rongrong's fifty-percent boost successfully pushed Su Wen's aura to the level of a Soul Douluo. Most soul masters would lose control after receiving such a sudden, massive power-up, but Su Wen had no such worries. His level of mental integration was more than enough to command the power of a Soul Douluo.
"First Soul Skill: Fortify!"
"Origin Soul Power: Fortify!"
A double fortification. If Su Wen's aura had only "barely" reached the Soul Douluo level before, it was now firmly anchored there. His soul power fluctuations were incredibly powerful. Xiao Zhan took a sharp breath—without realizing it, had Su Wen already reached this level?
Tang Hao, radiating killing intent and gripping the Clear Sky Hammer, lunged at Su Wen. He couldn't use Great Ring Explosion in his current state, and the soul power he could mobilize was only at the Soul Douluo level. However, he was still a Title Douluo; his soul power was in a condensed, solid state!
Su Wen entered his "Fire Demon Flow" state and charged. Wind and fire spiraled around his right fist, carrying an explosive heat that felt capable of destroying everything in its path.
BOOM!
The two finally collided. Using the point of impact as the center, a massive shockwave blasted outward, leaving a deep crater in the arena floor.
"Tang Hao, today you die!"
(End of Chapter)