"Dad!!!"
Seeing his father pass away, Tang San felt an indescribable agony in his heart.
"Master!"
"Hao'er!"
Seeing Tang Hao die such a pathetic death, Tai Tan and Bai He were overcome with grief, letting out cries of pain.
After Yang Wudi and Niu Gao learned of everything Tang Hao had done, seeing him meet such an end left them with mixed feelings of sorrow and joy—sorrow for the clansmen they had lost, and joy that Tang Hao's death finally provided some closure for their people.
Watching Tang Hao meet this final outcome, Chen Xin suddenly felt that Ning Fengzhi's decision to send Ning Rongrong out to temper her character was indeed necessary. Tang Hao possessed great natural talent, strength, and background, yet he had ruined his entire life due to his reckless and unbridled personality; it truly served as a cautionary tale.
Yun Ming felt somewhat complicated seeing Tang Hao die of pure rage. He felt neither sadness nor great joy, but rather a sense of relief and letting go.
Tang Hao had never personally killed a member of the Single Attribute Four Clans or the Clear Sky Sect, but the deaths of those belonging to the Clear Sky faction back then were all indirectly linked to him. Now, Tang Hao had been broken by the regrets and guilt he had carried, dying from the backlash of the injuries inflicted by Qian Xunji and his two companions all those years ago.
Yun Ming felt that compared to dying by his own hand, this result for Tang Hao was not bad at all.
Yun Ming no longer paid attention to the father and son of the Tang Family. He retracted the Sky Support Mark from Tang Hao's body. Having lost interest, he said a word to his grandfather and left the Strength Clan.
Everything that Yun Ming could do had been done; as for the future of the four clans, it would have to be decided by the Elder Generation like Yang Wudi themselves.
South of Heaven Dou City, Yun Ming and Chen Xin walked side by side along the bustling streets.
As the hired muscle who had come at Yun Ming's invitation, now that Yun Ming was leaving, Chen Xin naturally followed. Chen Xin glanced at the handsome and graceful Yun Ming beside him, recalling the fluctuations in soul power he had vaguely sensed when Yun Ming attacked Tang Hao earlier. Filled with curiosity, he spoke up to ask.
"Has the little friend broken through to become a Soul Ancestor?"
Regarding Chen Xin's question, Yun Ming did not hide anything and responded directly.
"This junior's cultivation has indeed reached the level of a Soul Ancestor."
At the same time, he released a slight ripple of soul power.
Feeling the fluctuation of Yun Ming's soul power, Chen Xin was shocked to his core, letting out an exclamation.
"Level 45!"
At Yun Ming's age, to have this level of soul power—how was it possible! Chen Xin was truly stunned by Yun Ming. It was already outrageous enough that Yun Ming had broken through to become a Soul Ancestor at his age, but now Yun Ming was telling him that he had already completed half the journey of the Soul Ancestor realm; this was truly heaven-defying!
Chen Xin thought of his father's greatest enemy, Qian Daoliu. Did he have this kind of talent back then? Chen Xin wasn't sure, but he knew one thing: it was highly likely that Yun Ming would reach the pinnacle of the Soul Master World in the future.
In an era where twelve-year-olds were at most Soul Elders, Yun Ming's Level 45 soul power was a unique existence under the heavens, with the only other one being the unknown Qian Renxue. Therefore, in Chen Xin's eyes, Yun Ming's talent ranking in his heart had immediately topped the entire continent. Even though he already knew that Tang San possessed Twin Martial Souls, he still favored Yun Ming even more.
Chen Xin decided that when he returned, he would tell Ning Fengzhi to use his clever little brain to come up with more tips for Rongrong on how to pursue her husband.
After Yun Ming and Chen Xin arrived at the Heaven Dou Grand Hotel, the two parted ways.
But even though Yun Ming had left, the affairs of the Single Attribute Four Clans were not yet over.
After Yun Ming left, in the main hall of the Strength Clan.
Tang San looked at his father in utter despair, whispering in a low voice.
"Dad, I'm taking you home."
As he spoke, he hoisted Tang Hao's bloodied and mangled body onto his back and turned to walk out of the hall. However, it was not going to be that easy for Tang San to leave.
Yang Wutian, who had been standing beside Yang Wudi watching the events unfold, suddenly made his move. The Soul Breaking Spear appeared in his hand, and he thrust it directly at Tang San without any regard for martial ethics.
Yang Wutian's attack came too quickly, and the others were caught off guard. By the time the Soul Breaking Spear was about to strike Tang San, Tai Tan, who was closest, finally reacted. He let out a loud shout, activated his Martial Soul Avatar, and while attempting to intercept the blow, he roared.
"Stop!"
But the distance was too short; all Tai Tan could do was turn his body and use his formidable physique to block the strike.
Watching Tai Tan, who would rather suffer the injury himself than let Tang San be hit, Yang Wutian's eyes flashed with cold light. He didn't reply, instead increasing the force in his hand. The Soul Breaking Spear pierced through Tai Tan's flesh, intending to run him through and strike Tang San behind him. At the same time, he unleashed his full Soul Douluo pressure to suppress Tang San.
"Ugh~"
Tai Tan let out a muffled groan after taking the hit from the Soul Breaking Spear. Affected by the spear's piercing properties, his mind went blank for a moment. Before he could grab the shaft of the spear, it pierced through him and continued toward Tang San.
Hearing Tai Tan's roar, Tang San also reacted, but in the face of Yang Wutian's Soul Douluo pressure, his own Soul Elder cultivation was simply insufficient, leaving him unable to move.
Tang San watched the blood-stained Soul Breaking Spear get closer and closer, struggling desperately, but it was useless; the spear continued to thrust toward him.
Just as Tang San, filled with hatred and unwillingness, thought he was about to die there, his vision blurred. He was snatched away from the spot by a white shadow and appeared several meters away.
The white shadow that had taken Tang San away was none other than Bai He. Tai Tan's sacrifice had not been in vain; although he failed to stop Yang Wutian, he had bought time for Bai He.
Seeing their clan leader injured, the members of the Strength Clan cried out in alarm, activating their martial souls and preparing to rush forward to support him.
"Clan Leader!" xN
Seeing that Tang San had been rescued and the surrounding Strength Clan members were closing in, Yang Wutian knew he had lost the element of surprise. Attacking now would only incite chaos among the four clans, so he retracted his martial soul and retreated to Yang Wudi's side.
As the Soul Breaking Spear left his body, a large amount of blood flowed from Tai Tan's chest. He had no time to worry about it, however; after simply using his soul power to seal the wound, he glared at Yang Wutian.
"Yang Wutian, the Master is dead, and all grievances have been settled. What are you doing?"
Yang Wutian remained expressionless, speaking coldly.
"Naturally, I am cutting the weeds and eliminating the roots."
"And you, Tai Tan, even after knowing what that Tang Hao did, you still remain obsessed and unrepentant, acknowledging a thief as your master?"
After escaping the life-or-death crisis, Tang San, seeing that his father was already dead yet someone was still insulting him, cursed at Yang Wutian.
"You old scoundrel, who are you calling a thief!"
Yang Wutian responded casually.
"Whoever admits it is the one I'm talking about."
Tang San was so furious he was about to make a move to defend his father's honor, but Tai Tan held him back.
Tai Tan ignored Yang Wutian and asked Yang Wudi instead.
"Old Goat, is this your intention as well?"
Bai He also spoke up at the right moment.
"Old Goat, Hao is already dead. With his death, the debt is settled. Tang San is innocent."
Seeing that both Tai Tan and Bai He were determined to protect Tang San, Yang Wudi said coldly.
"He may be innocent, but that doesn't stop me from killing him."
"Tang Hao was angered to death by Ming Er, and I don't believe his son could be so reasonable as to not seek revenge against my Breaking Clan."
"So, are you still going to stop me?!!"
Hearing that Yang Wudi was so resolute, the expressions of Tai Tan and Bai He sank completely. They did not want things to turn ugly, but they were determined to protect Tang San.
Niu Gao did not speak; he was also waiting for the answers from Tai Tan and Bai He.
Tai Tan replied in a deep voice.
"Old Goat, I cannot let you harm the Young Master."
Tai Tan thought highly of Tang San and was very optimistic about the future of Hidden Weapons, believing them to be the future of blacksmithing. Therefore, for the sake of the Strength Clan, he had to protect Tang San.
Yang Wudi was calm upon hearing Tai Tan's answer, then turned to look at Bai He.
"Old White Bird, what about you?"
Bai He was deeply conflicted. The Breaking Clan had shown great kindness to the Agility Clan, and they shared a deep bond, but Tang San was his talented relative, which left him torn.
Just as Bai He was struggling with his decision, he heard a voice transmission from Tai Tan. After listening, Bai He looked at Tai Tan, who nodded in confirmation. Bai He made his final decision.
"Old Goat, Tang San is my grand-nephew."
Hearing that Bai He had also decided to stand with Tang San, the Soul Breaking Spear reappeared in Yang Wutian's hand, ready to strike the moment his elder brother gave the order.
Tai Tan and the others also activated their Martial Soul Avatar.
Seeing this scene, Yang Wudi laughed in anger.
"Hahaha~"
"Good, very good!"
"I never expected that our century-old friendship would be worth less than the son of an enemy."
"In that case."
Yang Wutian's smile vanished. He summoned his Soul Breaking Spear, pointed it at the ground, and slashed, leaving a spear mark three zhang long and one meter deep in the earth.
"From today on, the Breaking Clan severs all ties with the Strength Clan and the Agility Clan."
"From now on, we serve different masters. If we meet on the battlefield, do not hold back!"
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