"Heh! Kid, I admit your strength has broadened my horizons, but you're not worthy to kill me." Tang Hao admitted
he
had misjudged him today, but if it were so easy to kill him, he would have died twelve years ago.
However, judging from the current situation, he had overestimated himself and underestimated his opponent.
At this rate, neither Dugu Bo nor Mu Ci would be able to kill him.
This time, Mu Ci was a little puzzled. Was Tang Hao so oblivious that he couldn't even notice his own state?
"Tang Hao, after fighting me for so long, haven't you noticed anything different about yourself?"
Just as Mu Ci was speaking, a dark golden colossus with a face somewhat similar to Mu Ci's suddenly rose up behind him, with hundreds and thousands of dark golden giant hands behind it.
"What?" Tang Hao was stunned, not yet understanding Mu Ci's question, when he saw the other party raise the giant hammer wrapped in golden lightning and charge at him again.
The hammers collided with a loud crash, and both were forced back again.
However, just as Mu Ci retreated, the giant statue behind him extended several arms and slammed them down on Tang Hao in the instant Mu Ci retreated. At this
critical moment, with his old strength exhausted and new strength yet to be generated, Tang Hao had no time to react and was directly blasted into the ground several meters below.
"Of course it's your old injuries, your limbs and joints, your soul power!"
"Didn't you notice?"
"Your old injuries are flaring up, your joints are aching, and your soul power is rapidly depleting."
Tang Hao was shocked. Under the powerful effect of the exploding rings, he had overlooked some changes in himself.
But after Mu Ci's reminder, he suddenly realized that what the other party said was true. His
previously well-suppressed old ailments began to crumble and relapse with the surge of his blood and qi. Tang Hao
's limbs and joints began to ache with each swing of the Clear Sky Hammer, as if something was growing inside them, constantly affecting his movements.
His soul power was now reduced to only 60%.
This discovery horrified Tang Hao, leaving him in disbelief.
The battle had only lasted a short while; how could a Title Douluo's soul power be depleted so much?
Just as Tang Hao was defending himself and contemplating his attacks, a surge of blood welled up, his face flushed, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Ahhh! How is this possible? What kind of evil magic are you using?!"
White bone spurs pierced through his flesh and protruded from his knuckles, elbows, knees, and other crucial points in the fight.
Now, every swing of the Clear Sky Hammer by Tang Hao was equivalent to shattering his own bones.
Each movement brought unbearable pain; even with Tang Hao's personality, it was difficult for him not to cry out in agony.
Even Tang Hao's one eye began to show strange signs, with countless granulations sprouting from his upper and lower eyelids, as if stitching up a wound, healing itself slowly.
"The dead don't need to know the answers."
As Mu Ci's words fell, thousands of giant hands behind him, accompanied by countless bolts of lightning, descended simultaneously.
Tang Hao, with only one eye left, watched this scene, an overwhelming fear rising within him.
He wasn't afraid of direct combat; even when surrounded, he had the courage to fight his way out.
But now, facing Mu Ci, he felt only fear of the unknown.
"No, I have to go back and tell Xiao San, inform the Clear Sky Sect, this Mu Ci is a monster, we must kill him while he's still weak." "
Otherwise, without my grandfather's return, the Clear Sky Sect is in danger of destruction!"
Just as Tang Hao was thinking this, the last spirit ring in front of him shattered with a bang. The
100,000-year spirit ring representing Ah Yin, carrying unimaginable spirit power, frantically poured into Tang Hao's body.
Under the feedback of this spirit power, Tang Hao forcefully shattered the deformed bone spurs in his joints.
The excruciating pain caused Tang Hao's body to tremble and shake instantly,
but faced with imminent death, all of this seemed insignificant.
"Great Sumeru Hammer!"
Empowered by the soul power of his 100,000-year soul ring, the head of Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer instantly transformed into a small mountain.
With unstoppable momentum, it smashed directly towards the countless hands and Mu Ci beneath the dark golden colossus.
With the 100,000-year soul ring, the exploding ring, and the Great Sumeru Hammer, the power of Tang Hao's attack was definitely no less than the full-force strike of a level 97 peak Douluo.
The terrifying power instantly shattered all the giant hands attacking from mid-air, turning them into countless tree debris scattered on the ground.
Unfortunately, even such a strike was insufficient to threaten the heavily protected Mu Ci.
However, after unleashing the Great Sumeru Hammer, Tang Hao's remaining more than half of his soul power became precariously low.
But this time, Tang Hao's goal was not to kill Mu Ci, but to escape Mu Ci's relentless onslaught.
Using the recoil from the Great Sumeru Hammer, Tang Hao shot towards the nearby Sunset Forest.
Just then, Dugu Bo, observing the battlefield from the outside, saw Tang Hao's movement, and his ninth spirit ring lit up.
"Ninth Spirit Skill, Azure Phosphorous Divine Light!"
A beam of emerald green light, carrying a thick layer of corrosive poison, immediately spewed from the Azure Phosphorous Serpent King's mouth, heading straight for the flying Tang Hao.
Seeing this, Tang Hao gritted his teeth in hatred.
How dare a mere Poison Douluo act like this!
However, Tang Hao's current condition was insufficient to sustain him in another battle with Dugu Bo.
Moreover, the range of this azure phosphorescent light wasn't large; one only needed to avoid it.
"Haotian Nine Absolutes, Tremor!"
While flying, Tang Hao once again used the Haotian Hammer technique, but this time he didn't strike the azure phosphorescent light, but rather behind him.
The recoil from the Tremor technique propelled Tang Hao to accelerate again, narrowly missing the azure phosphorescent light.
Unfortunately, Tang Hao had misjudged the range; a patch of flesh on his back was corroded by the terrifying poison, leaving it pitted and bleeding black, foul-smelling blood.
"Ahhh!"
Tang Hao immediately roared in pain, but still didn't stop flying.
He had to get everything out of there.
Seeing that Tang Hao wasn't dead, Dugu Bo immediately lost face and was about to summon a poisonous mist to chase after Tang Hao.
But he was immediately stopped by Mu Ci's voice.
"Grandpa Dugu, no need to chase, I'll handle it."
Mu Ci smiled, watching Tang Hao fly away from Sunset Forest.
"Fly? No matter how fast you fly, can you be faster than lightning?"
As Mu Ci's words fell, the Xuan Deer beside him, which had been gathering its strength for a long time, immediately let out a cry.
The endless lightning on its golden horn converged directly at the center point.
With the Xuan Deer raising its head, the endless golden lightning was unleashed.
"Spotted Dragon Tentacle!" The
long-accumulated golden lightning instantly transformed into a golden sword,
its unimaginable speed and boundless power instantly tearing a huge rift in the earth, and then striking Tang Hao, who was desperately flying.
Like a red-hot iron cutting through butter, it swept past his waist without any resistance.
While severing him in half, the golden lightning it carried also instantly turned Tang Hao's soul into ashes.
Even now, disbelief remained on Tang Hao's face, which only had one eye left.
He couldn't understand why, even after flying so far, he still couldn't dodge the opponent's attack.
But the dead don't need to know so much!
Tang Hao is dead!