Tang Qing's gaze swept over Tang Hao's body.
To perfectly revive his mother, allowing her to return to her peak without losing a single trace of her essence, it was necessary to strip Tang Hao of the Blue Silver Emperor Soul Ring.
And that piece of right leg bone of the Blue Silver Emperor, which should have belonged to my mother, was also there.
The complete origin of the Blue Silver Emperor lies in the combination of spirit rings and spirit bones.
Not one can be missing!
A scene from the original novel flashed through Tang Qing's mind, and a mocking smile involuntarily appeared on her lips.
In the original story, you and your good son Tang San kept saying you loved her, but because you were afraid of losing a lot of strength, you were unwilling to separate your spirit rings and spirit bones.
You simply used some energy to hastily revive her.
That resurrection caused the mother to lose her essence severely, her strength plummeted, and she could never return to her peak.
Ironically, when it came to reviving the rabbit Xiao Wu, you were so resolute.
Without hesitation, he stripped Xiao Wu of the soul ring and soul bone she had absorbed and returned them to her.
So, in your hearts, father and son, Mother Ah Yin's status is not even as high as that of a soul beast.
How ironic!
This shows that you have never had any sincerity towards your mother.
Tang Hao, Tang San.
You guys are absolutely disgusting!
The last trace of emotion in Tang Qing's eyes vanished, leaving only pure killing intent.
"Tang Hao, use your blood to atone for all of this!"
The moment the words left his mouth, Tang Qing moved.
His second soul ring suddenly lit up, its purple radiance both eerie and profound.
"Second Soul Skill, Blue Silver Overlord Spear."
Buzz—
Without any unnecessary movements, Tang Qing flicked his arm, and the Blue Silver Overlord Spear in his hand transformed into a golden streak of light, tearing through the air with a piercing whistling sound, and shot towards Tang Hao's chest.
"You wretched creature! How dare you attack me first!"
Tang Hao was so angry that he laughed instead.
He never really took Tang Qing seriously.
In his eyes, Tang Qing was nothing more than a wild boy who had gotten lucky and awakened the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline.
Only by relying on the special nature of their martial souls can they summon those easily defeated Blue Silver Grass armies.
As for strength?
How dare a mere brat be so insolent in front of Haotian Douluo?
A hint of disdain flashed in Tang Hao's eyes; he didn't even summon his Clear Sky Hammer.
He stretched out his left hand, the one that wasn't supporting Tang San, his soul power surging in his palm, his five fingers spread wide, and he grabbed directly at the golden spear that was flying towards him.
He wanted to take the shot barehanded in the most domineering and direct way, and completely crush this arrogant brat!
The next instant, the tip of the gun collided with the palm.
There was no sound of metal clashing as expected.
There was only a dull thud, like a giant hammer striking a cowhide drum.
The disdain and sneer on Tang Hao's face froze the moment he touched the spear.
An overwhelming and terrifying force surged wildly into his arm through the gun!
That power was domineering and mighty, as if it did not come from a human being, but from an ancient ferocious beast!
"How can this power be so strong!"
Tang Hao was shaken to his core, and an idea popped into his mind uncontrollably.
The disciples of the Haotian Sect have always been renowned for their unparalleled strength.
Tang Hao, on the other hand, is a genius that the Haotian Sect has only seen once in a century, a man who stands at the pinnacle of power!
Looking across the entire Douluo Continent, when it comes to pure power, he believes no one can surpass him.
This is his greatest pride and confidence as the Haotian Douluo.
But at this moment, the power emanating from this spear gave him a strange feeling that he was... unable to match it!
"I don't believe it!"
Tang Hao roared inwardly.
"How could he possibly be stronger than me!"
He frantically channeled his soul power, his arm muscles bulging and veins popping out like small snakes, trying to grip the spear firmly in his hand.
However, that force was like a flood bursting its banks, utterly destroying all his defenses.
*Sizzle!*
The shaft of the spear spun rapidly in his palm, rubbing against each other and sending sparks flying.
A searing pain shot through my palm.
Fresh blood dripped down between his fingers.
One drop, two drops...
It stained the ground red.
This sudden turn of events stunned everyone present.
"Father!"
Tang San let out a gasp, staring intently at Tang Hao's bleeding hand, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.
"Father... he's injured?"
"This is the first time...the first time I've ever seen my father injured!"
In Tang San's heart, Tang Hao was an insurmountable mountain, an invincible god.
But now, this god has actually been injured by Tang Qing in a single move!
Bai Chenxiang, who was in the distance, covered her mouth to prevent herself from screaming.
She looked at the man standing there with a gun, and a storm raged in her heart.
"Even... even Tang Hao is injured..."
"I actually compared Tang San to the Blue Silver King before..."
"Now it seems there's no comparison between them at all! This man, he's simply a monster!"
Seeing this scene, Dugu Bo, who was lying on the ground, coughed up a mouthful of blood and his face showed an excited expression.
"My king... is indeed incomparably powerful!"
On the other side, Zhu Zhuqing, who had been silently protecting him, had a proud smile on her beautiful face.
She looked at Tang Hao with disdain in her eyes.
"What kind of bullshit Haotian Douluo is he? In front of my King, he still has to obediently submit!"
Hidden in the shadows, Xue Qinghe's heart also trembled.
"Haotian Douluo, is he injured?"
His gaze was fixed on Tang Qing's figure.
"The Haotian Douluo, renowned for his strength and possessing the ultimate power, couldn't even catch a spear he threw?"
"This Blue Silver King's power is astonishing!"
Amidst the varied gazes of the crowd, Tang Hao suddenly flung his hand away, finally managing to shake off the spear.
The Blue Silver Overlord Spear traced a graceful arc in the air and flew back into Tang Qing's hand.
Tang Hao looked down at his blood-soaked left hand, his palm charred and torn.
He slowly moved his slightly numb hands, raised his head, and looked at Tang Qing again.
This time, the disdain and contempt in his eyes had vanished, replaced by an unprecedented solemnity.
"Blue Silver King, you are indeed extraordinary."
Tang Hao's voice was hoarse and heavy.
He paused, then abruptly changed his tone, becoming righteous and indignant.
"However, you destroyed Shrek Academy, forced my son Tang San to kneel, and even stole Xiao Wu. Now you dare to use weapons and attack us!"
"More importantly, you have the blood of the Blue Silver Emperor flowing through your veins!"
Tang Hao's voice suddenly rose, filled with a kind of hypocritical "sense of justice".
"Today, I will represent justice to destroy you, take away your blue silver bloodline, and take your life!"
"If you sincerely repent now and surrender, it will be a way for you to accumulate some good karma!"
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