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Hao Tian Nine Absolutes·Break—
With combined force, the powerful energy shattered through.
The immense power directly flung Tang Hao flying toward Ah Yin in the air.
"Beauty, I'm coming for you!" Tang Hao thought darkly in his heart.
In the City of Slaughter, to vent the endless killing intent that plagued him, women were the best outlet. Tang Hao had indulged himself plenty in such activities.
Thankfully, this world didn't have diseases like AIDS; otherwise, his lower body would've rotted away long ago.
At this moment, Tang Hao was already fantasizing about capturing Ah Yin and ruthlessly dominating her in his arms. The sinister smile on his lips widened even further.
Ah Yin wanted to retaliate, but the previous attack had truly scattered her soul power, leaving her unable to regather it within these few seconds.
As the distance between them rapidly closed, Director Lu Feng on the ground grew increasingly anxious. He instinctively began to summon the earth's soil elements, attempting to knock Tang Hao down.
"Don't interfere! Eighth Soul Skill·Thunder Punishment Fury Strike!"
At this moment, Tang Xiao acted dishonorably, lunging over and delivering a direct hammer strike to Lu Feng.
"Poof!"
Lu Feng's True Body shattered under the sudden attack, and the hammer struck him squarely. His entire body flew backward several hundred meters, crashing heavily onto the ground as he coughed up blood.
Fortunately, his profound cultivation and robust physique allowed Director Lu Feng to remain conscious, though he could no longer move. That single strike had shattered multiple bones in his limbs.
"Haha..."
Tang Xiao panted heavily. He hadn't expected that a mere advanced soul master academy would harbor so many troublesome experts. For a moment, he and his brother had nearly fallen into their trap.
Three Soul Sages were now incapacitated, and the last remaining control-type girl was now cornered by his aggressive younger brother. Surely she would—
"Boom—!"
Just as Tang Xiao believed they had secured victory, a sudden explosion jolted him back to reality. He turned to see Tang Hao embedded in the ground nearby, forming a massive crater in the shape of a "大".
"Who?!"
The overwhelming surge of soul power sent shivers down Tang Xiao's spine. Before him, Ah Yin, who should have been captured by Tang Hao, was now cradled in the arms of a mysterious figure clad in a black robe.
"Who is this person? Is this really an advanced academy? I'd believe it if someone told me this was one of the lower-tier academies," Tang Xiao muttered inwardly.
At this moment, Tang Hao also crawled out of the pit, battered and bruised. Aside from their formidable combat prowess, the resilience of the Hao Tian Sect's soul masters was another defining trait.
The newcomer was none other than Ye Wen. After absorbing the first soul ring of his second martial soul and tidying up briefly, he had caught up with Ah Yin and the others. Moreover, Ye Wen's speed far exceeded theirs, allowing him to arrive just minutes after the battle between Ah Yin and the Tang brothers began.
Two mere Soul Douluos, even if they were the Twin Stars of Hao Tian wielding numerous inherited techniques of the sect, were not worth Ye Wen's concern.
Even if all the Title Douluos of the Hao Tian Sect came, it wouldn't make a difference. Ye Wen was confident he could defeat them all because the physical attacks of the Hao Tian Sect were utterly countered by him. Attacks that couldn't land were meaningless, and once they entered Ye Wen's domain, their fates were sealed.
However, confronting the entire Hao Tian Sect would inevitably draw out the old monster Qian Daoliu.
It wasn't that Ye Wen feared the so-called 99-level Limit Douluo. Rather, Qian Daoliu—or the High Priest of the gods and those undergoing divine trials—possessed an ability that ordinary soul masters lacked: divine strength. This unpredictable power was akin to a universal remedy. Without specific parameters to reference, Ye Wen had no desire to engage with such an unknown force.
Moreover, Qian Daoliu had, in his youth, eliminated any threats to the Spirit Hall. Even the 98-level father of the Sword Douluo, Chen Jianjun, had been killed by him.
If Ye Wen suddenly displayed overwhelming power capable of toppling the entire Hao Tian Sect, he deduced that Qian Daoliu wouldn't hesitate to step in and eliminate him.
After careful consideration, Ye Wen decided to adopt a false identity or smaller persona to intimidate the reckless forces of the Hao Tian Sect.
In that critical moment, Ye Wen used Mimicry Space to disguise his appearance and appeared, delivering a powerful kick to Tang Hao, who hadn't noticed his presence.
Ah Yin recognized Ye Wen the instant he appeared—their year-long marriage hadn't been for nothing.
Ye Wen discreetly communicated his plan to Ah Yin via telepathy, instructing her to keep quiet.
"Who! Why did you ambush me?"
Tang Hao, having just climbed to his feet, was ready to explode in rage. He had been so close to touching the soft, delicate body of the young woman.
But sensing the chilling aura emanating from Ye Wen, his demeanor shifted instantly, becoming polite as if wearing a different face.
"Who am I? You're not worthy of knowing, boy. Your grandfather Tang Chen might be more appropriate."
The aged voice momentarily stunned the two unruly brothers of the Hao Tian Sect.
By now, Ah Yin had recovered. Ye Wen released her, placing her gently on the Void Barrier.
Ah Yin decided to play along with Ye Wen's act, elegantly bowing in midair and saying,
"We'll leave this matter in your hands, esteemed elder."
"You go tend to those two boys' injuries. Leave this to me.
I promised that brat Ye Wen I'd look after his academy. I never expected troublemakers to show up just after enjoying some fine wine and planning to rest. It's my fault. Let me handle this.
I'll ensure that all the forces in this world know that the Tianxing Academy isn't a place where just anyone can come looking for trouble."
As his words fell, a terrifying pressure swept across the battlefield.
Black—Black—Black—Black—Black—Black—Red—Red—Red!!!
An extraordinary configuration of six black and three red soul rings appeared before everyone's eyes, evoking awe and despair.
Especially those three soul rings representing ten thousand years.
The first was a standard ten-thousand-year soul ring, but the latter two bore two and three golden stripes respectively, far surpassing the comprehension of those present.
"This… this is impossible! A ten-thousand-year soul ring from the first ring onward? It must be fake, absolutely fake!" Tang Hao exclaimed in disbelief.
Ye Wen floated haughtily in the air and said, "Your own people failed. Don't blame the road for being uneven.
This soul ring configuration may be unusual, but your family's old ghost has already walked this path. Unfortunately, he'll never escape that accursed place in this lifetime.
So, why does the Hao Tian Sect still dare to act so arrogantly? Do you truly think only your upper three sects possess Title Douluos?"
As he spoke, Ye Wen simulated the oppressive aura of activating his True Body—a pressure representing the foundation of a 300,000-year soul ring, equivalent to a 97-level Super Douluo.
Tang Xiao swallowed hard. Though curious about where his grandfather was trapped, he could only struggle to bow and apologize.
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