Soul Bone Skill: Nirvana Godly Thunder!
The moment Dai Bai was locked on,
A chill of pure terror ran down his spine.
—I'm going to die!
If he couldn't block this attack, he would definitely die!
Without hesitation—
Dai Bai abandoned his fight with Niu Gao and turned to face the Nirvana Godly Thunder head-on.
"Eighth Soul Skill—Tiger's Roar, Dragon's Howl!!!"
A massive white tiger materialized behind him,
Its jaws opening wide as golden dragons surged forth,
Roaring as they charged toward Nirvana Godly Thunder.
But—
The two forces collided—
And it was completely one-sided.
Nirvana Godly Thunder pushed forward effortlessly,
Its speed only slightly reduced,
Yet it continued advancing relentlessly toward Dai Bai.
No matter how much Dai Bai powered up his Eighth Soul Skill, it couldn't stop this tiny, terrifying lightning bolt!
Dai Bai's eyes filled with horror.
Impossible!
His Eighth Soul Skill was powered by an 80,000-year Earth Dragon!
That young man in the sky—
He wasn't even that old!
How could a single Soul Bone Skill have this much power?!
And then—
Dai Bai's eyes widened in realization.
Through the blinding light of the soul skill clash,
He finally saw the young man's face.
Tang Lan?!
The missing Tang Sect Master has returned?!
Dai Bai instantly understood—
This ambush was already meaningless.
The Spirit Hall's promise to restore the White Tiger Clan to the Lower Four Sects?
A joke.
As long as Tang Lan existed—
Even if the Tang Sect was destroyed, he could rebuild it from nothing!
Faced with inevitable death,
Dai Bai made his decision.
"Tang Sect Master! The White Tiger Clan surrenders!"
"As Clan Leader, I offer our allegiance to the Tang Sect!"
Before Tang Lan could even respond—
"Sect Master, don't trust him!"
Niu Gao shouted.
"Dai Bai's younger brother, Dai Hei, was executed by Barrett's sniper rifle!"
"With today's blood feud, there's no way he's truly surrendering!"
Dai Bai panicked.
"No! I never liked that bastard!"
"Dai Hei was sleeping with my wife! I've wanted to kill him for years!"
"He deserved it!"
Tang Lan: "..."
Niu Gao: "..."
...What the hell is this?
Dai Bai really threw his own brother under the bus like this?
But—
Regardless of whether it was true or not,
Tang Lan, being a considerate person,
Decided to send him to reunite with his brother anyway.
"Snap!"
Tang Lan snapped his fingers.
The Thunder Sword abruptly made a sharp 90-degree turn,
Its lightning-infused edge slicing through the air as it streaked toward Dai Bai!
But—
Dai Bai was still a Rank 89 Contra!
At the last moment,
His tiger claws clamped together,
Catching the Thunder Sword mid-flight!
However—
He never expected the seemingly small three-foot-long sword to weigh a ridiculous 25 tons!
The blade still pushed forward,
Forcing its way halfway through his chest,
Piercing deep into his lung.
His face flushed unnaturally red,
A clot of blood stuck in his throat,
Neither spitting it out nor swallowing it down.
The impact disrupted his focus,
Causing his Tiger's Roar, Dragon's Howl technique to collapse,
Allowing the Nirvana Godly Thunder to descend upon him.
Now just ten meters away—
Dai Bai's eyes turned bloodshot with madness!
"You want me dead?!"
"Then I'll take you—"
"DONG—!!!"
A sudden loud impact rang out—
Dai Bai's vision blurred as his mind was overwhelmed by a spiritual shockwave.
—Soul Bone Skill: Soulquake!
His pupils lost focus,
His mind went blank,
And in that split-second,
He could no longer maintain his defenses.
First—
The Thunder Sword pierced completely through his chest,
Shattering his White Tiger True Form,
And pinning his body to the ground.
Then—
The Nirvana Godly Thunder landed on him.
No explosion.
No shockwave.
Instead—
The lightning consumed his entire being,
Erasing him from existence itself.
It was as if the Nirvana Godly Thunder was a giant eraser, wiping him off the face of the world.
The only thing left behind—
Was the Thunder Sword,
Still embedded in the ground.
White Tiger Clan Leader, Rank 89 Assault-Type Contra—Dai Bai.
Dead on the spot.
The remaining White Tiger Clan members stood frozen in shock.
This wasn't how things were supposed to go.
They had calculated everything—
The Tang Sect's two strongest Titled Douluo were in Heaven Dou City.The White Tiger Clan brought three Contras.The Star Dou Spirit Transmission Tower should have been an easy victory.
Yet—
The battle had barely started before:
Dai Hei, the Second Elder, was sniped and killed.Dai Bai, the Third Elder, was obliterated by a single glance from Tang Lan.And now, even Dai Bai, their leader, had been erased from existence.
How the hell were they supposed to fight now?!
"BOOM—!!!"
"BOOM—!!!"
"BOOM—!!!"
A series of deafening explosions erupted across the battlefield.
From his vantage point in the sky,
Tang Lan could clearly see—
The main force of the White Tiger Clan,
Which had been pushing forward while dodging the Fire God Cannons,
Had suddenly started exploding in massive fireballs.
That pattern of explosions…
Why do they look just like… land mines?
These landmine-like explosions must have been a new development by the Tang Sect while he was away.
Tang Lan raised his hand—
Summoning back the Thunder Sword, letting it hover beside him once more.
The White Tiger Clan, having lost all hope,
Began throwing down their weapons and surrendering en masse.
"We're done! No more fighting!"
"We surrender!"
"Master Tang! I'm your fan!"
"Please spare us! We're willing to submit!"
The Tang Sect disciples turned their eyes to the legendary figure in the sky,
The man who had single-handedly built the Tang Sect from nothing.
Waiting for Tang Lan's judgment.
Tang Lan sighed inwardly.
Kill them all?
That would be a huge waste.
Although all their Contras were dead,
There were still several Soul Sages—strong assets.
Not to mention over 300 surviving soul masters.
This was the core force of the White Tiger Clan.
If he could absorb them into the Tang Sect, its rise would accelerate drastically.
But—
Could the hatred of a slaughtered clan really be erased?
Descending from the sky,
Tang Lan landed beside Niu Gao.
"Sect Master! You've finally returned!"
Niu Gao spoke cautiously.
"Killing an 89th-rank Contra in just two moves… you're already—"
Tang Lan raised an eyebrow, amused.
"What are you thinking?"
"I've only been gone for ten months. Do you really think I jumped from a Rank 60 Emperor to a Titled Douluo?"
Niu Gao let out a breath of relief.
"That's good, that's good…"
"I was afraid you had resorted to some forbidden method due to pressure from the Spirit Hall… something that would damage your foundation!"
"Such things are absolutely unacceptable!"
So that's what he was worried about.
Tang Lan nodded slightly.
"I appreciate your concern, Elder Niu."
Then, he swept his gaze over the battlefield,
And declared in a loud voice—
"I plan to establish Spirit Cities around each Spirit Transmission Tower. This responsibility will be fully handled by the Defense Hall."
"We'll need a massive influx of manpower soon. Tell me, Elder Niu—can these people be used?"
Niu Gao's brows furrowed deeply as he studied the remaining White Tiger Clan members.
Many of them still carried hatred in their eyes.
If these people were brought into the Tang Sect,
They could become a hidden disaster.
"Sect Master, we can't accept them!"
Niu Gao said in a low voice.
"The Defense Hall may only handle construction, but we have access to the Tang Sect's most classified weaponry."
"We cannot allow these unknown variables to come into contact with such secrets!"
"Besides, many of these men still carry seeds of vengeance in their hearts."
"They may be bowing now, but in time, they could become another Yu Xiaogang."
"However, killing them all would stain your reputation."
"I have a suggestion—"
"Make them prove their loyalty by executing one of their own. Then, take half of them and send them to the Strength Hall. Let the old ape handle it."
Tang Lan smirked inwardly.
This old man is as shrewd as ever.
Niu Gao's plan was both vicious and effective—
It would preserve Tang Lan's reputation.It would eliminate potential traitors.
If they were willing to betray their own comrades, they would never dare turn against the Tang Sect.
Those who refused? Dead.
A clean solution.
But—
Tang Lan had a better idea.
The Life Soul—Blue Silver Emperor emerged behind him.
Seven blood-red soul rings floated around him,
Dizzying to all who witnessed them.
Then—
"Sixth Soul Skill—Ancient Life Tree!"
"Sixth Soul Skill—Forbidden Life Zone!"
Golden-green pollen filled the air,
Spreading over a 1,000-meter radius.
Tang Lan's voice echoed coldly—
"If you want to live—enter the Life Zone."
"You have thirty seconds."
"After that, anyone still outside will be executed."
(End of Chapter)
Notes-You can read advanced chapters in patreon.com/Shadow_D_X, i have already finished douluo 1 arc and even quite a great deal of douluo 2 arc