Tang Qing instantly understood everything.
His mother, Ah Yin, must have been hidden by Tang Hao in the back mountains of these four major sects!
And the mother's grief and weeping are inevitably related to this man!
Tang Qing's thoughts raced in a flash.
His purpose in coming here this time is very clear.
First, he wanted to take revenge on Tang Hao and get back the debt of being abandoned by him back then, with interest!
Second, crush these four sects that aided and abetted evil!
And now, there is a third, and most important, goal.
Ah Yin snatches back her mother!
He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the raging fire in his heart, and began to calmly consider countermeasures.
It's only a matter of time before we crush the four major sects.
With the Life Domain present, his 100,000-strong undead army is enough to exhaust everyone here.
But Tang Hao is a variable.
As the youngest titled Douluo in history, Tang Hao's strength is beyond doubt.
Once Tang Hao sensed something was wrong after his side went all out and crushed the sect, he would have two choices.
The first is to confront oneself head-on.
Secondly, he took Tang San and his mother, whom he had hidden, and fled!
Tang Qing cannot gamble.
He absolutely could not let his mother fall into this man's hands again and continue to suffer!
Therefore, we must take the initiative and firmly grasp the initiative in our own hands.
Tang Qing's gaze moved slowly.
Finally, the blow landed on the boy who held the Clear Sky Hammer and looked utterly dejected.
Tang San.
Tang Hao's most valued son.
The plan instantly took shape in Tang Qing's mind.
First capture Tang San to restrain Tang Hao, making him hesitant to act rashly.
Then, with overwhelming force, they crushed the four major sects, found and rescued their mother!
As for Tang Hao...
After we rescue my mother, we'll slowly settle this blood debt with him!
With the plan set, Tang Qing's gaze remained fixed on Tang San in the distance, without wavering.
...
At this moment, the battlefield was filled with deafening battle cries and flying blood and flesh.
The disciples of the four major sects clashed with the fearless and resilient Blue Silver soldiers, creating a chaotic, blood-red millstone-like scene.
Tang Hao and the patriarchs of the Li, Po, and Yu clans were facing off against Tang Qing from afar, their expressions solemn.
The powerful fluctuations of their soul energy caused the space around them to subtly distort, and no one dared to approach them easily.
This left Tang San behind them completely unguarded.
Tang Qing's lips moved slightly, and his indifferent voice clearly reached the ears of the person beside him.
"Zhu Qing".
"Go, bring him here."
Zhu Zhuqing, who had been standing quietly behind Tang Qing, trembled slightly.
A glint of excitement flashed in her alluring cat-like eyes.
"Yes, Your Highness."
She knelt on one knee and responded respectfully.
The tight-fitting black leather armor accentuated her breathtaking curves, especially her long, straight legs, which exuded a deadly allure under the leather pants.
As she stood up, a perfect arc appeared in the air.
Zhu Zhuqing knew it was her turn to shine.
Since following the prince, her strength has improved dramatically, but she has rarely had the opportunity to make a move.
Today is the best opportunity for her to prove her worth to the prince!
She absolutely cannot let the prince down!
The next instant, Zhu Zhuqing moved.
Without any warning, her body seemed to transform into a black lightning bolt, or like a fleeting, elusive ghost.
They silently left their original spot and sped off in Tang San's direction.
Her speed was so fast that she left afterimages across the chaotic battlefield, without even stirring up a gust of wind.
"Martial Soul Possession!"
A delicate shout rang in Zhu Zhuqing's mind.
In an instant, her body underwent a strange change.
A pair of fluffy cat ears peeked out playfully from her jet-black hair, twitching gently.
Behind her, a black cat tail gracefully unfurled, swaying nimbly with her movements.
Her hands, from the tips of her ten fingers, produced sharp blades about an inch long, gleaming with a cold light, like the sharpest daggers.
Her entire being exuded an aura that perfectly combined wildness and elegance, like a ghostly cat lurking in the darkness, ready to deliver a fatal blow to its prey at any moment.
Yellow, purple, purple, black, black—five spirit rings suddenly rose from beneath her feet and spiraled upwards!
That last, deep black soul ring was particularly eye-catching!
"First Soul Skill, Netherworld Thrust!"
Zhu Zhuqing's figure suddenly accelerated in mid-air, turning into a blurry black line, rushing straight towards Tang San, who was still in a daze!
Those ten sharp claw blades cut through the air with a shrill sound!
"Who goes there!"
Tang San, being a veteran of countless battles, was awakened the moment the killing intent approached. He activated his Purple Demon Eye to its fullest extent, barely managing to catch a glimpse of the shadowy figure's trajectory.
He was taken aback and used the Ghostly Shadow Steps technique to move his body to the side at an incredible angle.
*Sizzle!*
The sound of tearing fabric rang out, accompanied by a burning pain.
Tang San steadied himself and looked down to see five deep, bone-revealing claw marks slashed across his chest, blood gushing out.
If he hadn't dodged quickly, his heart would probably have been ripped out!
Tang San looked up at the black-clad girl who had landed steadily not far away, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
So strong!
This woman is so strong!
Judging from her bone age, she seemed to be a year or two younger than me, but the speed and power she unleashed in that instant were simply terrifying!
Zhu Zhuqing frowned slightly and let out a soft "Eh" of dissatisfaction.
She was clearly not satisfied with the result of her attack.
Was it merely that he was injured?
That won't do.
The prince's order was to "capture him," not to "injure him."
If I can't even handle this small matter properly, and the prince thinks I'm useless, and I lose his favor in the future, what should I do?
Thinking of this, Zhu Zhuqing's heart tightened, and she subconsciously glanced at the tall figure on horseback in the distance.
No, we absolutely cannot let the Prince down!
Zhu Zhuqing's eyes instantly turned resolute.
She no longer held back.
"Fourth Soul Skill: Netherworld Shadow Clone!"
As the black light of the ten-thousand-year soul ring intensified, Zhu Zhuqing's figure swayed and split into six!
Six identical Zhu Zhuqings launched an attack on Tang San from six different directions simultaneously, blocking all his escape routes!
"Third Soul Skill, Netherworld Hundred Claws!"
In an instant, a net of claw shadows swept in from all directions!
Each claw shadow carried a shrill whistling sound that tore through the air, and a chilling killing intent completely enveloped Tang San!
"A ten-thousand-year-old soul skill?!"
Tang San's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
"That Blue Silver King is a monster, but how come even his maid, who looks no more than a teenager, can absorb a ten-thousand-year soul ring with her fourth soul ring!"
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