Chapter 122 Tang Hao panicked!
In the Douluo Continent, in an unnamed valley.
"roar--!"
A powerful roar echoed through the mountains and forests.
A burly, muscular man, shirtless, held a massive, black hammer in his hand.
It was none other than Haotian Douluo, Tang Hao.
At this moment, his aura was as solid as a mountain, and his eyes shone with a sharp light. There was no trace of the severe injury and death he had shown before.
After two years of recuperation and the aid of a ten-thousand-year-old healing herb, his injuries not only healed completely, but his strength also improved dramatically!
"Ah Yin…"
Tang Hao put away the Clear Sky Hammer and murmured his wife's name.
He straightened his clothes, and in a flash, flew towards the small valley where he and Ah Yin had once lived in seclusion.
He couldn't wait to tell his wife the good news that he had recovered from his injuries.
However, when he returned to that familiar little valley, he was stunned.
The valley remains the same, the waterfall remains the same.
But the wooden house he built with his own hands was now deserted.
The blue silver grass beneath the waterfall had also vanished without a trace.
"Ah Yin!"
"A-Yin! Where are you!"
Tang Hao frantically searched and called out in the valley, but received no response.
A tremendous panic gripped his heart in an instant.
A terrible thought popped into his mind.
Spirit Hall?
wrong.
If it were the Spirit Hall, it would be impossible for them to leave no trace at all.
Who could it be?
Suddenly, he remembered the young man who called himself the Blue Silver Emperor in the Star Dou Great Forest two years ago.
That mysterious powerhouse who defeated Ghost and Chrysanthemum Douluo in one move and rescued Ah Yin and Xiao Wu from the Spirit Hall.
Tang Hao's pupils suddenly contracted.
It's him!
It must be him!
In this world, besides himself, the only one who can connect with Ah Yin is the Blue Silver Grass clan!
That young man called himself the Blue Silver Emperor!
He's the one who took Ah Yin away!
Having figured this out, Tang Hao's body trembled violently with extreme anger.
A terrifying killing intent surged from his body, bending all the trees in the valley low.
"forestry!!!"
Tang Hao roared to the sky, his voice shaking the surrounding area.
"How dare you... how dare you take my Ah Yin away!!!"
In his heart, Ah Yin was his wife, his private property, and belonged to him, Tang Hao, alone!
No one can take him away from him!
"I don't care if you're some kind of Blue Silver Emperor or some kind of monster!"
"Dare to touch my woman, Tang Hao's woman? I will make you pay a bloody price!!"
"Ah Yin is mine! I will definitely take you back!"
A violent surge of soul power raged around him, and the entire valley trembled under his fury.
...
Wuhun City.
Papal Palace.
High on the throne, Bibi Dong, dressed in a magnificent papal robe and holding a scepter, looked down with a majestic expression.
Suddenly, her brows furrowed slightly.
She raised her head, her gaze seemingly piercing through the dome of the Papal Palace, looking towards the distant horizon.
Just now, she clearly felt an extremely pure and powerful divine angelic power flash by.
Although that force appeared for a very short time and from a very distant time.
However, as the inheritor of the Rakshasa God, she is exceptionally sensitive to fluctuations in divine power.
"This feeling..."
A hint of surprise flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes.
"It's the power of the angelic lineage..."
"And the speed of growth... is so fast!"
She immediately thought of someone.
A thousand feet of snow!
That daughter of hers in name was also her lifelong enemy, the illegitimate child left behind by Qian Xunji.
"Could it be... that little bitch has had some kind of extraordinary encounter again?"
Bibi Dong's face instantly darkened.
She absolutely will not allow it!
We will never allow the angel race to produce another god!
The position of angels must be severed!
The future of the Spirit Hall can only be controlled by her!
"Thousand-foot Snow..."
Bibi Dong's eyes revealed a murderous intent.
"It seems we can't let you continue to grow like this."
"We must nip you in the bud before you complete the angelic test!"
Outside the city of slaughter, the blood-red sky remained oppressive.
Tang San took a deep breath of the long-lost fresh air, but what surged in his chest was a killing intent even stronger than the bloody smell of hell.
He slowly turned his head and looked at Hu Liena, who had also escaped and whose face was still somewhat pale.
Let us part ways here.
Tang San's tone was flat, revealing no emotion, but deep within his blue eyes lay an unyielding gloom.
Hu Liena's delicate body trembled as she looked at the man who had shared life and death with her on the Road to Hell with complicated emotions.
She opened her mouth as if to say something, but in the end she just nodded.
"good."
"Take care of yourself."
Tang San did not respond further. He simply moved, the white sword-shaped mark on his forehead flashed by, and he turned into a blur, disappearing into the distance.
He showed no regret whatsoever.
To him, Hu Liena was nothing more than a pawn in his journey through hell.
Now that the chess pieces are useless, they should be discarded.
...
Several days later, in a remote valley in the Heaven Dou Empire.
This is the dwelling place of the four clans with a single attribute.
Since leaving the Haotian Sect, they have been recuperating here, and life has been quite difficult.
The atmosphere in the council chamber was somber.
Titan, the patriarch of the Power Clan; Niu Gao, the patriarch of the Defense Clan; Bai He, the patriarch of the Agility Clan; and Yang Wudi, the patriarch of the Destruction Clan—all four of them wore furrowed brows.
Just then, a chilling and domineering killing intent enveloped the entire valley without warning.
"who!"
The four clan leaders' expressions changed drastically at the same time. They instantly stood up, their soul power surging forth.
The door was slowly pushed open.
A young man dressed in black, with black hair and blue eyes, walked in slowly.
It was Tang San.
"It's you?"
Titan recognized him at a glance; after all, he had a deep impression of Tang Hao's son.
"Tang San? What are you doing here?" Niu Gao asked in a gruff voice, his eyes filled with vigilance.
Tang San didn't speak, but slowly released his spirit ring.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black.
The six spirit rings exuded a powerful aura.
An invisible domain spread out from him.
[Domain of the God of Slaughter]!
Under the influence of the domain, the four clan leaders all paused in their breathing.
Their soul power circulation was noticeably suppressed.
"Level 60 Soul Emperor!"
"This is... a domain!"
Bai He and Yang Wudi exclaimed in surprise at the same time, their eyes filled with shock.
How long has it been?
Two years!
In just two years, this boy has grown to such an extent!
Tang San was very satisfied with their reaction and slowly opened his mouth, his voice hoarse yet alluring.
"Four clan leaders, I have come here today to present you with an immense fortune."
Yang Wudi frowned and snorted coldly.
(End of chapter)