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Two days later.
Qian Xunji, leading many soul masters, had found Tang Hao's hiding place.
The simple wooden house was shattered, and the sounds of various soul skills clashing filled the air, colorful and dazzling.
In the wild, rarely visited by others, Tang Hao, muscles tensed, was dragging Ah Yin as they fled.
Under his sharp black short hair was a resolute face, with traces of fatigue and hatred in his eyes.
Ah Yin, who was being pulled along, had a gentle and elegant demeanor, radiating a natural aura.
Her face, tender but pale, showed signs of exhaustion.
In her arms was a newborn baby, crying loudly.
At this moment, Tang Hao and Ah Yin had just escaped from the encirclement of the Spirit Hall's soul masters.
Hearing the shouts from behind, Tang Hao kept looking back at the approaching Soul Douluo and Soul Saint.
With a fierce expression, he gritted his teeth and urged, "Ah Yin, we need to move faster."
"Okay."
Ah Yin replied softly, her voice weak.
She had just given birth and was in a severely weakened state, closely following Tang Hao.
Before long, they had managed to temporarily shake off the pursuing soul masters and fled into a rocky canyon.
Just as Tang Hao was about to relax, ghostly shadows began to appear nearby, shrouded in mist.
"Who goes there?!"
Tang Hao suddenly exclaimed.
Suddenly, two large, pitch-black hands, exuding a heavy aura of death, reached out toward Tang Hao and Ah Yin.
"Damn it!"
Tang Hao gritted his teeth, his Clear Sky Hammer, wrapped in electric light, expanding rapidly.
The immense power shattered the ghostly hands.
The ghostly figure materialized. The Ghost Douluo floated in the air, his nine soul rings shining brightly, looking down at Tang Hao and his family from above.
"Not seeing the soul rings, only the ghostly figure. A Title Douluo!"
Tang Hao coldly regarded the Ghost Douluo, his words a mix of praise and derision for the Ghost Douluo's use of intimidation.
"There's no point in talking. Surrender now."
The Ghost Douluo's voice was gravelly.
The gift he was to present to the Saintess, he would of course handle with all his might!
As he spoke, the Ghost Douluo raised his hand.
The soul rings gleamed, and ghostly shadows spread on the ground, attacking Tang Hao.
"Not a chance!"
Tang Hao roared angrily and immediately charged at the Ghost Douluo.
The Clear Sky Hammer struck the ground, causing the solid earth to crumble like tofu.
The black shadows dispersed, and Tang Hao reached the Ghost Douluo, engaging him in close combat with the Clear Sky Hammer.
But he couldn't touch the Ghost Douluo's main body. The hammer's powerful sweeps only stirred the black mist.
In a few brief encounters, the Ghost Douluo vanished like teleportation. On the ground, a whirlpool of ghostly hands emerged, tightly binding Tang Hao's arms.
At the same time, the Ghost Douluo appeared not far away, a giant ghostly hand reaching toward Ah Yin and the baby.
"No—!"
Tang Hao's eyes widened in fury, and he roared, his body glowing with blood-red light.
Boom!
"Get away from me—!"
In a fit of rage, Tang Hao broke free from the bindings. The Clear Sky Hammer suddenly emitted a blinding golden light. Expanding, swinging, and shouting, he unleashed the "Sky-Soaring Strike!"
The massive Clear Sky Hammer swept through, obliterating the ghostly hand.
The dazzling light forced the Ghost Douluo to shield his eyes.
Unable to help but cover his face, the Ghost Douluo's attack missed, hitting the canyon walls instead.
In an instant, boulders fell, and dust filled the air.
The buried Ghost Douluo was momentarily obscured.
"Ah Yin, let's go!"
Ignoring the injury on his arm, Tang Hao pulled Ah Yin and rushed to leave.
As he turned, a soft, ominous voice interrupted.
"Leaving? Where to?"
Before the voice finished, a golden blade stabbed toward Tang Hao's head.
Poof!
Tang Hao stopped in time and dodged, but the blade left a streak of blood on his rugged face.
"An orange Chrysanthemum. Another Title Douluo!"
Ah Yin looked up at the sky, her lips trembling in shock. Her azure eyes were filled with sadness and helplessness.
Tang Hao's expression hardened.
As he looked up, the approaching Chrysanthemum Douluo had summoned nine soul rings, floating on a large golden chrysanthemum and dancing gracefully.
The ninth soul ring shone brightly.
"Chrysanthemum petals fall, the ground is wounded, flowers drop and the heart breaks."
The shrill voice recited the poem, echoing through the canyon.
As the Chrysanthemum Douluo danced, the petals of the Chrysanthemum flower transformed into countless sharp blades, sweeping rapidly toward Tang Hao.
"Damn it!"
Tang Hao cursed, his eyes filled with urgency. The soul masters were closing in.
Clang!
The sounds of metal clashing continued as Tang Hao used the Clear Sky Hammer to spin rapidly, blocking the petals from all directions.
"Hmph!"
The Chrysanthemum Douluo let out a delicate snort. His graceful dance suddenly changed.
The dense petals split into several streams, attacking Tang Hao from all sides.
Ah Yin and the baby were also among them.
"Clear Sky Protection!"
Boom! Boom!
The Clear Sky Hammer stood firm, spinning rapidly, blocking all the petals.
"A Title Douluo is nothing special!"
After holding out for a few moments, Tang Hao sneered as the Clear Sky Hammer suddenly changed tactics, striking heavily at the ground.
Boom! Whoosh!
The powerful shockwave sent the petals flying, scattering everywhere.
Taking advantage of the dust, Tang Hao dared not stay any longer.
He grabbed Ah Yin and quickly ran toward the canyon's exit.
The Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluos continued their relentless pursuit from both sides of the canyon.
At this moment, although Tang Hao was at level ninety, he lacked additional soul rings and was still at a disadvantage compared to true Title Douluos.
The ongoing battle was taking its toll.
"Ah Yin, don't worry. I will get you and our child out of this canyon!"
Tang Hao reassured Ah Yin as he pulled her along.
"Ha—"
As Ah Yin was about to respond, a golden feather burning with sacred fire fell from the sky, catching their attention.
Tang Hao's eyes widened in shock. He knew what this meant!
He looked up, facing the intense light.
In moments, the golden sun appeared in the sky, bathing the entire canyon in a holy glow.
The warm, sacred fire sent a chill through Tang Hao.
Unbeknownst to him, Qian Xunji was already standing in the air, hands behind his back, with the solemn form of a six-winged angel behind him.
The Chrysanthemum and Ghost Title Douluos had gathered, bowing to Qianxunji in the air.
"Your Majesty the Pope!"
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1. Reach 1k power stones for 5 bonus chapters
2. Reach 1.5k for 10 bonus
3. Reach 2k for 15 bonus
Will release the bonus chapters when the power stones resets XD