Chapter 221 Sudden Change! Tang Hao in Despair!
"Dad, what's wrong with you?"
Although Tang San had always known that Tang Hao was not in good condition, he had never expected that Tang Hao would turn out like this.
He was perfectly fine before he left!
"Mistress, to tell you the truth, I'm afraid my life is coming to an end."
"I'll probably die within two years, or as short as three to five months."
"Taking those two sect soul bones off for you is the last thing I can do for you."
"Take these two soul bones and go find your uncle, Tang Xiao. Once he sees them, he'll understand what's going on."
Upon hearing Tang Hao's words, which sounded like his last words, Tang San's tears instantly welled up.
"Dad! What are you saying! You are clearly the strongest Title Douluo, and your lifespan should still be several hundred years away! How could it have turned out like this?"
As he spoke, Tang San threw himself into Tang Hao's arms.
"Silly child, my body already had hidden injuries, and with the added strain of multiple battles, my body naturally suffered irreparable damage in those battles."
"I know that I will never have the chance to regain the strength of a Title Douluo in this lifetime."
"If that's the case, I might as well just die!"
As Tang Hao spoke, a hint of disappointment flickered in his eyes as he looked at Tang San.
He had virtually no complaints about Tang San, after all, he was his own son and was similar to him in some ways.
What he couldn't accept was that Tang San would destroy Xiao Wu's hope of revival just to save his own life!
In his view, some things are far more precious than life!
However, Tang Hao currently has no other choice but to select Tang San.
"Alright, Xiao San, hurry up and deliver this message to your uncle in the Clear Sky Sect."
"This is not a place to stay for long."
After saying that, Tang Hao immediately turned around and didn't look at Tang San again.
"Dad!"
Tang San wanted to say something more, but Tang Hao didn't give him another chance.
Seeing this, Tang San, with tears in his voice, kowtowed three times in the direction of Tang Hao before leaving.
Tang Hao waited until Tang San had been gone for a long time before turning around.
However, the moment he turned his head, he was so frightened by the scene before him that he froze.
"Clear Sky Douluo! Five years have passed, and you've become like this. It's truly a pity!"
A cold voice rang out, and Ling Yuan looked at Tang Hao in front of her with an indifferent expression.
Behind Ling Yuan were Yue Guan and Gui Mei, as well as a considerable number of cardinals and deacons.
"You! What are you doing here?!"
Tang Hao looked at Ling Yuan, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Several years ago, Tang Hao's strength had already surpassed the level of a Title Douluo.
Now, with the removal of two more soul bones from his body, his soul power has decreased by another twenty levels.
It can be said that, given Tang Hao's current state, a Soul Saint would be more than capable of easily defeating him.
"It seems you really didn't notice. Did you really think that we, the Spirit Hall, couldn't find you just because you're hiding?"
"We received the message as soon as Tang San came out of the city and rushed over immediately."
"Enough with the nonsense. Are you going to come with us willingly, or should I teach you a lesson first and then take you away?"
Ling Yuan didn't waste any more words with Tang Hao, her gaze towards him was calm.
"You think you can capture me? With your abilities?!"
"No matter what, I was once the renowned Clear Sky Douluo who shook the continent! How can I just surrender like this?!"
"Come on! Let's fight! Even though my current strength is not even half of my peak, I don't sense any threat from you!"
Tang Hao laughed loudly, then immediately released his martial soul, and the Clear Sky Hammer was tightly gripped in his hand.
Just as Tang Hao was preparing to fight to the death, suddenly, Ling Yuan, who had been standing not far in front of him, disappeared instantly. The next second, a crisp slapping sound suddenly rang out from the gap.
Tang Hao's eyes were filled with astonishment. He hadn't even had time to react when Ling Yuan slapped him across the face without any warning.
Tang Hao's face immediately turned terrified upon realizing what was happening.
It should be noted that at this moment, Ling Yuan had not even released her martial soul yet, but she still sent Tang Hao, who had already released his martial soul, flying away.
If he were to release his martial spirit, wouldn't he be unable to withstand even a single move from Ling Yuan?
"Hmph, Tang Hao! Do you really think you're still the same Clear Sky Douluo you used to be?"
"The reason you can't sense any danger from us isn't because we pose no threat to you, but because your strength is too weak right now, and you simply can't fathom our true strength!"
"Tang Hao, Tang Hao, I never imagined you'd end up like this after all these years. If Qin Mu knew, he'd probably be quite saddened, wouldn't he?"
As Ling Yuan spoke, she shook her head.
Ling Yuan only made one move during the entire process, a casual slap that left Tang Hao without even the strength to stand up.
"Tang Hao, where is your son Tang San? Tell me where he is, and maybe I can give you a dignified death and let you go in peace!"
Tang Hao got up from the ground, covered in dust. Hearing Ling Yuan's words, Tang Hao was about to retort when suddenly, his arm seemed to be grabbed by something.
Turning his head, he saw that a foot had appeared on his arm that was supporting him.
The owner of this foot was none other than a cardinal of the Spirit Hall.
The cardinal looked down at Tang Hao, then slightly increased the pressure on his feet.
All that could be heard was Tang Hao's painful howl, and at the same time, the cardinal stomped down hard with his foot!
Click click click—
The sound of bones cracking kept coming from Tang Hao's arm. The cardinal gave him a disdainful shoo twice before retreating back into the group.
Tang Hao endured the pain in his arm and glanced at his already useless arm.
At this moment, Tang Hao's entire arm was twisted beyond recognition due to the Cardinal's exertion.
Seeing Tang Hao's appearance, Ling Yuan felt no mercy.
Being merciful to the enemy is being cruel to oneself.
Ling Yuan understood this principle.
"Tang Hao! I'll ask you one last time! Where is Tang San?!"
Ling Yuan's question still did not receive an answer from Tang Hao.
Seeing that Tang Hao was so stubborn, Ling Yuan had no choice but to take matters into her own hands.
With a soft "poof," a flame suddenly rose in Ling Yuan's palm.
The flame flickered in Ling Yuan's palm, but its size gradually increased.
Seeing that the flames had grown larger than a human head, Ling Yuan nonchalantly flung the flames in her hand at Tang Hao.
Immediately, Tang Hao's agonizing screams echoed through the space once more.
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