"Xiao Qiu, where are we going now?"
On the streets of Soto City, Xiao Wu looked at her lover curiously. They had been out of the Spirit Hall branch for some time
now . Ye Qiu hadn't said much, just pulled her around looking at things. "I'll go buy a mask first, then some food for you. You'll have to stay in the Divine Might Space for the next while!" "How can I... okay!" Under Ye Qiu's firm gaze, Xiao Wu nodded somewhat dejectedly. She should have slept more this morning; what did it matter if she had to suffer again? Thinking of this, her face flushed, and she clung tightly to Ye Qiu's arm. "Then... let's hurry and buy things, don't delay." "Okay! I'll buy you some of your favorite foods!" Ye Qiu chuckled, putting his arm around her waist, and continued wandering the streets. If these three level 96 Title Douluos were to fight, the danger would be unimaginable. Even the aftershocks of the battle would likely leave Ye Qiu with bruises all over his body. Ye Qiu dared not act recklessly with Xiao Wu. Moreover, she was still somewhat immobile and needed his help to walk. ... Soto City, south. Shrek Academy, the sun shone brightly. Oscar was in the dormitory taking care of Tang San, who was still unconscious. Dai Mubai, though conscious, was still weak and leaning against the bed, contemplating life. His expression constantly shifted. He was naked, his entire right hand wrapped in bandages, with traces of bright red blood seeping out. From the grove where Zhao Wuji had been beaten, screams rang out again. However, this time, the screams were much hoarser and suppressed compared to the last one. A man as sturdy as a city wall stood bowed to the side, watching his friend being ravaged. Seeing the attacker stop, Zhao Wuji, still bruised and swollen, immediately stepped forward and helped Flander up. Flander's condition was not good at this moment; his black-rimmed glasses, which he always wore, had been smashed. Aside from that, there weren't many wounds on his face. Only blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. Beneath his clothes, his body was covered in bruises and black marks. His internal organs had also suffered some injuries. Standing before the two of them was none other than the Haotian Douluo—Tang Hao! Nine spirit rings swirled beneath his feet. In each hand, he held a jar of cheap ale and a Haotian hammer almost the size of Flander's face. He reeked of alcohol, his hair was a mess, and his beard was unkempt. His robes were tattered and covered in grime, clearly unwashed for a long time. His eyes were cloudy and yellowish, and his voice was deep. "Flander, this is punishment for failing to protect your students! Considering you are the head of the academy, I'm sparing you some face!" "Flander thanks Your Excellency for showing mercy!" Flander pushed away Zhao Wuji, who was supporting him, and swayed slightly as he bowed to Tang Hao. His long, disheveled hair obscured his face, making it impossible to see his features. "Alright, now you can tell me why Xiao San fainted!" Tang Hao didn't care about these things; in his eyes, these people were just big grasshoppers. He wasn't exactly known for his good temper either; he'd only been gone for one night. When he returned, he only found Tang San lying unconscious on the bed, unable to take care of himself! This was the rage of a father! "Your Majesty, according to the fellow students, Tang San was knocked down by a boy named Ye Qiu, likely using a mental attack-type soul skill." "..." Flander lowered his head and truthfully recounted what Oscar had told him. "A peer? Ye Qiu? Suspected to be from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?" Tang Hao's aura dissipated, and he frowned, putting away his hammer. "Since it was done by a peer, then let it go." With that, he gulped down several mouthfuls of wine. *Crunch! Crunch!* "Uh..." He let out a burp, shook the bottle, but there was no sound. His brows furrowed even deeper. *Bang!* Frustrated, he threw the jar to the ground. He patiently continued to inquire about Tang San's condition. "How is Tang San now?" "Your Majesty, rest assured, Tang San is fine. He's just suffered from excessive mental energy depletion; he'll be alright after a few days of rest!" "Hmm!" Hearing Flander's reply, Tang Hao nodded in satisfaction. "Huh?" Just as he was about to inquire about the whereabouts of the 100,000-year-old soul beast transformed into a little girl, he suddenly let out a soft exclamation. Tang Hao turned around and glanced behind him. He actually had a feeling of being watched. "Your Majesty?" Flander slightly raised his eyelids, looking at him strangely. "Alright, if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now! Remember Tang San, he's my son, Tang Hao's son!" "Take care of yourself!" Whoosh! Tang Hao's figure instantly disappeared from the spot, soaring into the sky. Only the words "Take care of yourself" echoed in Flander and Zhao Wuji's ears. "Pah! What kind of bullshit Haotian Douluo is he! Is he Tang San's father or one of us? That son of a bitch!" Zhao Wuji spat fiercely in the direction Tang Hao had left. "A cowardly bully who picks on the weak and fears the strong, he didn't utter a single word when he heard about the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School! Hiss~!"
He raised his voice a little, and a sharp pain shot through his mouth and face.
This time, Flander didn't stop him from hurling insults at Tang Hao.
"Heh. This is the world of Soul Masters. The strong prey on the weak, survival of the fittest! Before I even asked why, he'd already given me a beating!"
Flander straightened his back with difficulty, took off the glasses still hanging on his face, and slowly flicked away the remaining shards of glass.
The shrewd man no longer showed his cunning smile, but instead his face was full of bitterness, making his already unattractive long face even more ugly.
"Let's go!"
With a sigh, he put his hand on Zhao Wuji's shoulder, and together they left this place of sorrow.
...
Hundreds of meters away.
Ye Qiu, dressed in a black robe and wearing a vortex mask,
was using the Sharingan's X-ray vision to spy on Tang Hao.
"Damn! That's fast!"
Watching Tang Hao disappear from his sight, Ye Qiu was shocked.
He immediately picked up a small flowerpot in his arms and ran as fast as he could, heading towards the desolate wilderness.
He was certain that Tang Hao had detected his location and was closing in.
However, he wasn't too panicked.
This situation actually saved him a lot of trouble.
He didn't need to deliberately provoke that spoiled brat anymore.
Ye Qiu had witnessed Tang Hao's lesson to Flander earlier. Ye Qiu
continued to rush forward, his mind perfectly clear, his Eternal Kaleidoscope ready at any moment.
From the outside, the vortex mask only appeared to have a hole cut out, revealing a single eye.
That eye was black, with no visible white.
This was a disguise Ye Qiu had deliberately created using life mimicry.
His hair had also turned into long black hair, and his figure and face had been altered.
Boom!
In just a few breaths ,
a sonic boom sounded behind him.
Ye Qiu didn't even need to turn around; it was definitely Tang Hao catching up.
Tang Hao's face was icy cold, and his eyes were filled with killing intent as he looked at Ye Qiu's back.
Although he didn't know who was monitoring him, his identity and whereabouts absolutely could not be exposed.
He held a jet-black hammer in his hand.
The hammerhead was cylindrical, its black surface gleaming with a peculiar light.
A faint pattern coiled around the cylindrical hammerhead.
As Tang Hao drew closer, just as he was about to strike
, his body suddenly froze, swaying slightly, his expression turning frenzied.
"Heh, that's fast!"
Ye Qiu's lips curled into a cold laugh.
His back was damp; the power of the Haotian Douluo was truly formidable!
"Ahhhhh!! You damned little thief! Die!"
Tang Hao frantically swung the Haotian Hammer in his hand, his eyes blazing with desire, bloodshot and wide-open.
"Today! I will tear you to pieces! Ah!"
Tang Hao roared furiously, his speed increasing even further!
What did he sense? What did he see?
He couldn't believe it!
The man in black actually possessed Ah Yin's aura—that unique aura of the Blue Silver Emperor, tranquil, elegant, and tolerant.
More importantly, the flowerpot the little thief was holding
contained a golden-edged Blue Silver Grass!
It was the very image of his wife, identical to the Blue Silver Emperor he had lost!
He had thought Ah Yin had been driven to her death again, utterly despondent.
Unexpectedly, Ah Yin was in the hands of the man in black before him!
This time, he was determined to find Ah Yin.
The distance Ye Qiu had covered while the man was distracted was instantly closed in.
"This speed!?"
Turning his head slightly, the speed, too fast even for his Sharingan to see clearly, sent a shiver down Ye Qiu's spine.
A jet-black hammer, with what appeared to be indistinct patterns, was smashing towards half of Ye Qiu's body.
With immense force, as heavy as a thousand pounds!
Rapidly amplified!
Divine power!
Boom!
A loud explosion blasted a deep crater beside Ye Qiu, unleashing a gust of wind. The
hammer struck the ground, sending flying rocks scattering everywhere.
"Damn!"
Ye Qiu, drenched in cold sweat, thought to himself how close he had come to disaster. He almost didn't have time to use his Divine Might.
Without a moment's hesitation, he immediately changed direction and ran into a forest.
He had only gone a short distance
when—whoosh! thud!
—a dark shadow crashed down, raising dust and even causing the surrounding trees to slowly topple.
Ye Qiu stopped, suppressing his wildly beating heart, his single eye silently watching ahead.
From within the dust, a black figure slowly stepped forward.
With each step, Ye Qiu could feel the pressure on his body gradually increasing.
With each step, a spirit ring rose beneath his feet.
Just as he was fully revealed, the surrounding trees crashed to the ground.
A gust of wind stirred, ruffling Tang Hao's messy hair and disheveled black robe.
Nine spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red—flashed about him ,
all appearing before Ye Qiu's eyes.
The hammer grew larger, and with just a light touch on the ground, it created a large crater.
A crimson light flowed, staining the entire hammer with a layer of blood.
Everything around was shrouded in a bloody light.
Ye Qiu could even smell a faint stench of blood.
This was the Killing God Domain!
At this moment, Tang Hao's aura was fully unleashed, exuding overwhelming power!
"You little thief! You... deserve to die!!"
Tang Hao's voice carried a chilling coldness.
Just as he was about to take a step forward and continue approaching Ye Qiu, he stopped again.
Ye Qiu, dressed in a black robe and wearing a one-eyed mask
, had used his divine power to alleviate the pressure on his body.
He was holding a Blue Silver Emperor bonsai in one hand, and with the other hand, he was already plucking branches and leaves from the Blue Silver Emperor.
The threat was palpable.
"You dare?!" Tang Hao roared angrily, his cloudy eyes already filled with tears.
A surge of hatred seemed to pierce through Ye Qiu.
"Hehe... Your Majesty, it's best to calm down!"
Ye Qiu chuckled, his voice extremely hoarse, as if he had been hit by a truck.
The single eye exposed on the mask emitted a dark light, looking somewhat eerie.
"Who exactly are you?" Tang Hao's eyes sharpened as he sized Ye Qiu up and down.
"Well~" Ye Qiu clicked his tongue, a mischievous glint in his eye.
"You can call me Uchiha Madara!"
"Uchiha Madara?" Tang Hao murmured, unable to recall anyone by name.
"That's right!"
A broad smile played on the masked face, dark eyes concealing the genuine mockery in Ye Qiu's gaze.
"So you're just a nobody! Now... give me back Ah Yin and I might consider leaving you a whole corpse!"
Tang Hao stretched out his hand, his eyes fixed on the masked man before him.
"Pfft, hahaha!"
Ye Qiu suddenly burst into wild laughter, further irritating Tang Hao, his Clear Sky Hammer itching to strike.
"What are you laughing at?!"
"What am I laughing at?" Ye Qiu tilted his head, seemingly deep in thought.
Noticing Tang Hao's slight movement, a cold smile crept across the masked man's lips, and he grabbed the Blue Silver Emperor from the basin!
Tang Hao's tiger-like eyes widened, his body trembling, and he slowly loosened his grip on the hammer.
"Heh heh... what do you think I'm laughing at?" Ye Qiu let out a piercing laugh, his voice filled with mockery and ridicule.
"I'm laughing at your ignorance! I'm laughing at how you, as the Haotian Douluo, live worse than a dog! I'm laughing at your inability to protect your wife! I'm laughing at your neglect of your parents! I'm laughing at how you angered your father to death! I'm laughing at the weakness of your Haotian Sect..." "
Are you courting death! Stop!"
Tang Hao roared, a surge of energy whipping up a fierce wind that made Ye Qiu's robes flutter wildly.
He was about to raise the hammer.
"Oh dear, you might scare me!"
Just as Tang Hao was about to explode,
Ye Qiu's mocking voice rang out, his hand already gripping the Blue Silver Emperor tightly.
His hand, like a real man pulling grass, trembled uncontrollably, as if genuinely frightened.
He might uproot it at any moment.
Tang Hao's face showed panic, and he quickly raised his hand to stop him.
"Am I wrong, Your Majesty Haotian?"
Faced with Ye Qiu's provocation, Tang Hao's hand gripping the hammer tightened and trembled.
The hatred in his eyes flickered uncertainly.
Slightly raising the hammer, his cracked lips parted slightly
. Ye Qiu's eyes narrowed; under the observation of his Sharingan, Tang Hao's soul power surged, clearly indicating he was about to attack!
Before he could speak, Ye Qiu spoke first.
"Hehehe!"
This strange laugh made Tang Hao's heart skip a beat, a sense of unease filling his chest!
"It seems your love for your wife isn't all that great, is it?"
Ye Qiu had played around enough.
That Blue Silver Emperor's aura didn't come from the potted plant!
It came from Ye Qiu's body.
Before Tang Hao could realize it, he didn't want to stay any longer.
Most importantly... Kamui's time was almost up!
"Stop! What are you doing? You're right, whatever you say!"
"No, no! Ah Yin!!"
Tang Hao's voice was too late!
As Ye Qiu's words fell, he had already uprooted the Blue Silver Grass in his hand.
Flames erupted from his hands, reducing the delicate Blue Silver Emperor to ashes.
He simultaneously withdrew the Blue Silver Emperor's aura from his own body,
letting out a sinister laugh.
Tang Hao's eyes widened, turning bloodshot, and his aura surged to its peak in an instant!
"You're courting death!!"
Without another word, Tang Hao's killing intent was already overwhelming.
His eyes were bloodshot.
Watching Ah Yin 'die' before his eyes once more,
his heart bled! His liver and gall bladder shattered!
"Die! Die! Die!!"
His furious shout shattered the jungle.
The blood-red Haotian Hammer in his hand suddenly swelled, becoming a massive hammer several meters in diameter.
He swung it with incredible speed, aiming a direct hit at Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu continued to laugh arrogantly,
neither dodging nor avoiding!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In just a moment, Tang Hao had already unleashed over a dozen hammer blows, his hand speed lightning fast.
The ground sank, and the surrounding trees were blown down by the storm he created, those nearby being uprooted.
"Hehehe
!" Tang Hao had just raised his hammer, ready to continue his attack,
when he heard this eerie laugh and froze.
He could sense that Ah Yin's presence was still there, underground!
"Ah Yin! My Ah Yin! Luanfeng!"
Tang Hao roared hoarsely, his voice becoming raspy, his face contorted in a hideous grimace.
The ground continued to sink, the pit widening, the hammer in his hand leaving afterimages.
"Tang Hao, if you want to save your wife, get to the hill five kilometers west of the city within a quarter of an hour."
"If you're late! Your wife will... hehehe!"
The voice slowly faded, and the aura of the Blue Silver Emperor vanished again.
"No! My Ah Yin... I will definitely kill you!"
Ye Qiu could no longer hear Tang Hao's roar.
After launching his attack, Ye Qiu used his Divine Might Intangibility ability to quickly sink into the ground.
He released the aura of the Blue Silver Emperor to tell Tang Hao:
Your wife is not dead!
Then he specifically ordered Tang Hao to go to the location he had agreed upon with the two elders, Qian Jun and Jiang Mo.
Then, amidst a strange laugh, he disappeared without a trace!
...
Divine Might Space.
Crack!
With a slight exertion of force,
the egg-sized glass ball in Ye Qiu's hand shattered.
This was a type of mother-and-child glass ball from the Spirit Hall, used to seize opportunities in battle.
Looking at the shards in his hand, Ye Qiu chuckled.
Next, he just needed to find a place to watch the show!
He had complete confidence in the Qian Jun brothers.
Don't let their middle-aged appearance fool you. They
're both over a hundred years old, and the two brothers have been partners for nearly a century, their teamwork unmatched.
Even with Tang Hao's numerous methods and formidable combat power, he's still injured, and if he senses something amiss, he'll likely retreat. ... On a hilltop west of Soto City, a pair of middle-aged twin brothers sat cross-legged on the ground, eyes closed, resting. *Crack!* A faint sound rang out from Qianjun Douluo's arms. Taking out the remaining fragments, Qianjun Douluo smiled with satisfaction. "Brother, it seems that kid has succeeded! Now it's our turn!" "That kid does have some skill!" *Bang ! * Demon-Slaying Douluo stood up abruptly, a coiled dragon staff appearing in his hand, which he forcefully planted in the ground. His eyes turned towards Soto City. " I can sense that Tang Hao is almost here!" (End of Chapter)