Chapter 100 The Tang Family Father and Son, One Lineage!
One hammer blow.
The world changed color.
The Pope of the Spirit Hall was severely injured and fled.
The scene freezes on Tang Hao kneeling in the rain, holding the single Blue Silver Grass seed in his arms.
Poignant and beautiful.
Tragic.
It is deeply moving.
The tragedy of Haotian, a heart-wrenching story that moves heaven and earth.
This line of small text quietly appeared in the lower right corner of the sky, seemingly a footnote to this period of history.
outside world.
Haotian Sect, a secluded place.
Tang Xiao looked at the scene on the sky. This sect leader was already in tears.
He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms.
"Brother Hao..."
"We misunderstood you."
"You did it for your younger siblings, you did it for the honor of the sect!"
Several elders who had previously expressed reservations about Tang Hao were now sighing deeply, their faces flushed.
"What a loyal and righteous Tang Hao!"
"Faced with the coercion of the Spirit Hall, he would rather die than submit, and was willing to destroy his spirit rings in order to protect his wife and children."
"Although Tang San was a monstrous talent who possessed another's body, this Tang Hao is indeed a descendant of my Clear Sky Sect!"
The Tang Clan refers to the factions established under Tang San's control.
Titan of the Power Clan was crying like a 300-pound child.
"Owner!"
"My master is suffering too much!"
"Is this the master's father? What a magnificent presence!"
"Those beasts from the Spirit Hall forcibly tore this loving couple apart!"
Public opinion seemed to have shifted at that moment.
Although Tang San's possession of the baby was disgusting, Tang Hao's actions certainly garnered a lot of sympathy.
after all.
Everyone enjoys reading stories of tragic heroes.
Fighting the world for love—what a magnificent drama!
Tianshui City, the Supreme Court.
Funina was clutching a handkerchief in her hand, wiping away her tears.
Her heterochromatic eyes were watery; she was clearly deeply moved by this "exquisite love."
"Waaaaah..."
"Although Tang San is a bad guy, his dad really loves his mom."
"Look how sadly he is crying."
"He was willing to risk his life to protect his wife, even going so far as to destroy his own spirit ring."
Furnessa sniffed and turned to look at Navelette, who was sitting on the high platform.
"Naviette, don't you find it touching?"
"Is this what humans call... unwavering love until death?"
Navelette did not answer immediately.
He remained seated, his back straight, his hands clasped together at the top of the scepter.
His gaze remained calmly fixed on the sky, unmoved by Tang Hao's tears.
rainwater.
He sensed a different emotion in the rain in the picture.
That's not sadness.
That was... a huge relief.
That's... ambition.
"Funingna".
Navelette finally spoke, her voice cold and clear, like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing the small flame of emotion in Funina's heart.
What the eyes see is not necessarily the truth.
"Sometimes, what we call deep affection is nothing more than a carefully woven net."
Funina froze, her handkerchief still held in mid-air.
"What's the meaning?"
"You mean... Tang Hao is acting?"
"How is this possible! His rings exploded! He was beaten until he vomited blood!"
"And when Ah Yin sacrificed himself, he was clearly in so much pain!"
Navilette slightly turned the scepter in her hand, making a soft sound.
He stood up, walked to the edge of the observation deck, and looked down at the city shrouded in law.
"Why didn't an 89th-level Soul Douluo, with his pregnant wife, return to the Clear Sky Sect, which has natural defenses and powerful experts, knowing that the Spirit Hall was pursuing him?"
"Why are we circling around within the Spirit Hall's sphere of influence?"
"Ah Yin is a 100,000-year-old soul beast. Before reaching maturity, her aura cannot be completely concealed. As one of the Haotian Twin Stars, how could Tang Hao not know this?"
Navelette turned around, her purple eyes gleaming with rationality.
"Let's keep watching."
"The truth is often uglier than a lie."
As Navelette finished speaking, the images on the sky began to fluctuate again.
The tragic scene that was frozen in time was like a mirror that suddenly shattered.
Instead.
It is a "memory flashback" from Tang Hao's first-person perspective, which has never been known to the world before.
The time depicted in the image has been reversed by several months.
It was a sunny afternoon.
Tang Hao stood alone on the cliff, gazing into the distance.
At this time, he was young and impetuous, but there was not much love for Ah Yin in his eyes; instead, there was a deep sense of calculation.
His heartfelt words, heard without reservation, resounded throughout the entire Douluo Continent through the sky.
I've been stuck at level 89 for a long time.
[The next step is to become a Titled Douluo.]
[Our eldest brother, Tang Xiao, is also level 89. We're all vying for the title of the youngest Title Douluo.]
In the scene, Tang Hao's fingers are gently tapping the rocks.
[A-Gin...]
She is the Blue Silver Emperor, born a hundred thousand years ago.
[If I kill her, I can obtain a 100,000-year soul ring and a soul bone.]
[but...]
Tang Hao frowned, as if weighing the pros and cons.
If it's a direct assault, you'll most likely only get a spirit ring; a spirit bone might not drop.
[Furthermore, the counterattack of a 100,000-year-old soul beast before its death is troublesome, and absorbing it also carries risks.]
The best way... is through sacrifice.
As soon as those words were spoken...
The entire audience erupted in uproar!
Titan, who was just crying for Tang Hao, nearly popped his eyes out and opened his mouth wide enough to fit two eggs.
Inside the Haotian Sect, Tang Xiao's teacup fell to the ground with a "crack" and shattered into pieces.
"This...this is what Brother Hao truly feels?"
What is he thinking?
"He's plotting against his younger siblings?!"
The scene continued, and Tang Hao's inner thoughts, like the whispers of a demon, clearly reached everyone's ears.
How can we get her to sacrifice herself?
Only in dire straits.
Only when she felt that without a sacrifice, my child and I would die, would she willingly give me everything.
In the video, Tang Hao's lips curled into a very subtle smile.
There was no love in that smile, only greed.
[Has the Spirit Hall discovered her whereabouts?]
Perfect.
[That idiot Chihiro is perfect as a whetstone for my sword.]
I will not return to the sect.
Once we're back at the sect, with the old guys around, I have no reason to make her sacrifice herself.
I have to run away with her.
[Run towards a dead end.]
[Wait until she has just given birth, when she is at her weakest physically and most emotionally vulnerable...]
The images flow.
It was that rainy night again.
But this time, the perspective has changed.
When the screen played again of Tang Hao holding Ah Yin and roaring "No!", it was simultaneously played the ecstatic shout from the depths of Tang Hao's heart.
[bring it on!]
[Hurry and offer the sacrifice!]
[Chihiro, hurry up and do it! I can't hold on any longer!]
Yes! That's it!
[A-Yin, for my sake, for the sake of the child, die!]
Your spirit rings and your spirit bones are all mine!
I will become the youngest Title Douluo on the continent!
[I will also possess a 100,000-year soul ring!]
(End of chapter)