Chapter 298: Encountering Oscar in the Far North! A Helping Hand?
Upon hearing this, Tang Xiao's brows furrowed immediately, a complex and troubled expression appearing on his face. He sighed and said, "Brother Hao, I understand your thoughts. The four affiliated families—Strength, Defense, Agility, and Speed—were indeed our sect's strongest support back then. But..."
He paused, his tone filled with helplessness and guilt.
"Back then, to protect ourselves, the sect closed its gates, which was tantamount to abandoning them heartlessly, leaving them to bear the wrath of the Spirit Hall, and ignoring them for many years.
This debt is too deep. Now that we are weak, if we go to them again... their resentment will likely not have subsided. How can they trust us again and return to our ranks?"
Thinking of the past, Tang Yuehua also nodded slightly, a trace of sadness flashing in her beautiful eyes.
That history is an indelible scar and shame for the Clear Sky Sect.
However, Tang Hao waved his hand forcefully, interrupting their concerns. His face held a mixture of guilt and absolute confidence as he solemnly declared,
"Brother, Yuehua, I understand what you're saying!
All the mistakes, all the debts, I, Tang Hao, will bear alone!
Precisely because the sect has wronged them, it is even more necessary for me to personally make amends and apologize! Others might not be able to persuade them, but I, Tang Hao, might be able to!"
Finally, his gaze fell upon Tang San, who had remained silent beside him.
"Little San."
"Let's go. You'll come with me to the Strength Clan later."
Tang Hao didn't offer further explanation, but his actions spoke volumes.
He was going to take his son to personally knock on that door that had been closed for so many years, to face his former subordinates, and to repay that heavy debt.
"Yes, Father." Tang San replied respectfully without hesitation.
...…
Meanwhile, in the far north.
This was a white kingdom ruled by an eternal winter.
Looking around, only one color remained in the world: a blinding white.
The leaden sky hung low, as if it might collapse at any moment, merging with the distant, undulating ice plains. A relentless, biting wind swept across the land, swirling up countless crystalline snowflakes, forming white, misty blizzards that blurred vision.
The cold here was enough to freeze one's soul.
The air was incredibly thick; each breath felt like inhaling countless tiny ice needles.
Yet, in this sky where even soul power seemed to freeze, a crimson meteor, with an untamed spirit, shot towards the core of the far north—the Crimson King, carrying Tang Chuan and Xiao Ruier!
The deeper they ventured into the core, the more rapidly the temperature plummeted. The cold had materialized, forming a pale blue icy mist that swirled in the air. An ordinary Soul King-level expert here would likely be frozen solid into an ice sculpture in no time.
At this moment, Tang Chuan and Xiao Ruier, seated atop the Crimson King's broad back, remained unfazed by the deadly cold.
The Crimson King's massive body, like a small, moving volcano, emanated a naturally radiating fiery energy that formed a warm and stable energy field.
The terrifying cold currents that attempted to invade, upon contact with this energy field, hissed softly.
They were either evaporated into nothingness or repelled far away, unable to get any closer.
The Crimson King's hooves pounded the ground, as if dark red flames burned beneath them, dispelling the chill in its path. Sitting on its back, Tang Chuan could even feel the warmth emanating from beneath him, creating a completely different world from the freezing cold outside.
The biting wind continued to howl, swirling up piles of snow.
The world was shrouded in a blurry, pale white.
Just then, Tang Chuan, seated atop the Crimson King's back, suddenly twitched his brow. Almost simultaneously, Xiao Ruier beside him also seemed to sense something; her golden eyes instantly turned serious as she gazed ahead at a forest surrounded by massive ice pillars and snow-covered pines.
"There's movement,"
Tang Chuan's deep voice broke the silence of their high-speed flight.
"It's the sound of fighting; the energy fluctuations are chaotic." Hearing this, Xiao Ruier nodded slightly. Her senses were even sharper; she had already picked up on the sounds of clashing soul power and shouts carried on the wind.
The two exchanged a glance, needing no further words.
They both saw the same decision in each other's eyes: to go and investigate.
Tang Chuan gently patted the Crimson King's stiff, fiery fur.
The next second, the Crimson King, their minds in perfect harmony, let out a low roar. Its massive body traced a graceful crimson arc in the air before turning and, like a falling meteor, swooping down towards the icy forest from which the fighting had originated.
The closer they got, the clearer the sounds of fighting became.
The roar of exploding soul skills, the crisp sound of clashing energy, and the angry shouts and panting mingled together, shattering the usual deathly silence of the far north.
A moment later, the Crimson King's massive body landed lightly on a huge ice pillar. Then, it suppressed most of its aura and looked down at the battlefield below.
Looking up, Tang Chuan saw a fierce battle taking place on a relatively open snowfield in the forest.
The two men were the ones being attacked.
One of them had a somewhat familiar face. Although his clothes were torn and his mouth was bloody, making him look quite disheveled, the various strange sausages he kept throwing out and his unique fighting style made Tang Chuan instantly recognize him—Oscar!
Standing guard beside Oscar was an extremely robust man with white hair and beard, radiating a chilling aura. With his Martial Soul activated, he transformed into a giant, upright ice bear, wielding massive, icy paws. Each strike carried terrifying power and extreme cold—he was clearly an Ice Bear Soul Saint!
However, their situation was extremely precarious.
Surrounding them were nearly ten Soul Masters, all of whom, judging by their Soul Ring configurations and the powerful aura emanating from them, were Soul Emperor level experts!
These individuals coordinated perfectly, their attacks ruthless, their ranged Soul Skills and close-quarters assaults weaving a deadly net, suppressing Oscar and the Ice Bear Soul Saint within a confined area.
Although the Ice Bear Soul Saint was brave, he was no match for so many opponents; he already bore several wounds, and his movements were gradually slowing.
Tang Chuan's gaze swept across the battlefield, instantly noticing the source of this bloody battle not far away: a massive soul beast corpse lay in a pool of blood. Its shape resembled a leopard but wasn't quite, its entire body covered in scales like ice crystal mirrors—it was an extremely rare ten-thousand-year-old Mirror Shadow Beast!
Most strikingly, a faint black light emanated from the head of this Mirror Shadow Beast, a unique energy fluctuation spreading from it.
"This is... a soul bone?!" Xiao Ruier exclaimed in a low voice.
Clearly, Oscar and the Ice Bear Soul Saint had somehow killed this ten-thousand-year-old Mirror Shadow Beast, obtaining the extremely precious head soul bone.
And these nearly ten Soul Emperors had come specifically for this soul bone, willing to kill and plunder!
At this moment, the battle below had reached its most critical juncture.
To shield Oscar from a fatal attack, the Ice Bear Soul Saint had taken the full force of a powerful attack-type Soul Emperor's blow on his back, immediately spitting out blood and staggering.
"Brother Haote!"
Oscar roared, his eyes bloodshot, as he frantically created giant healing sausages to shove to his companions. However, the surrounding Soul Emperors clearly wouldn't give him the chance; several sharp attacks had already sealed off all his possible movements.
"Should we?" Xiao Ruier looked at Tang Chuan, her eyes questioning.
Hearing this, Tang Chuan's eyes turned cold, and without hesitation, he nodded.
"Uncle Crimson King, I'm counting on you!"
With a command, the Crimson King's mountain-like aura erupted without restraint!
Immediately afterward, its terrifying beastly power, mixed with scorching flames, descended from the sky like a meteor, instantly engulfing the entire battlefield!
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