"Xiao San, stand back. They don't intend to leave peacefully," Tang Hao said, protecting Tang San and raising his Clear Sky Hammer.
He'd once fought the Spirit Hall's Pope and multiple Title Douluo single-handedly—he wasn't afraid of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Of the four, only Chen Xin gave him some concern—the others seemed too young or weak.
Ning Fengzhi, though a powerful support, was just a Soul Sage in Tang Hao's eyes; if Tang Hao went all out, even Chen Xin couldn't stop him.
"Deathgod Domain!"
The killing aura instantly enveloped the four. Yin Yang's expression darkened—he remembered how this domain had trapped him before.
"Ning Fengzhi, I don't want to be your enemy, but I won't give up Ah Yin's soul bone. Leave now, or don't blame me for being ruthless. I could fight several Title Douluo at once years ago!" Tang Hao threatened, his soul rings—two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red—emerging.
The red 100,000-year ring showed his power far surpassed ordinary Title Douluo.
"What, are you going to threaten us with self-detonation again? Even if you could, what use would it be?" Tian Lin responded calmly.
If anyone in the world wasn't afraid of ring detonation, it was Tian Lin. Against a regular Tang Hao, he might not win, but the more rings Tang Hao detonated, the higher Tian Lin's odds. If Tang Hao blew up all nine rings, he'd be as helpless as an ant to Tian Lin.
Ring detonation turned all the ring's power into a burst of strength—but as long as it wasn't a martial soul avatar, Tian Lin's Flow of Wind and Water could nullify all of it, leaving Tang Hao powerless.
"Tang Hao, let me show you—we're nothing like the Title Douluo you fought before," Ning Fengzhi said, revealing his Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda—two yellow, two purple, four black, one red soul rings, just like Tang Hao's.
"What? You broke through the Pagoda's limit and got a 100,000-year soul ring!" Tang Hao was shocked.
The continent's first support-type Title Douluo with a 100,000-year soul ring—Ning Fengzhi's support abilities were now monstrous.
The Deathgod Domain was nothing compared to a Title Douluo's Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
"Seven Kill Domain, Behemoth Domain!" Chen Xin unleashed two domains, instantly suppressing the Deathgod Domain.
At the same time, a faint red-armored glow covered his body.
"100,000-year soul bone!" Tang Hao recognized it instantly.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had hidden too well—Ning Fengzhi had quietly become a Title Douluo, and Chen Xin had a 100,000-year soul bone. Tang Hao's advantage vanished in an instant.
"Demon Suppression Domain!" Tian Lin joined in, crushing the Deathgod Domain.
With Tian Lin's divine martial soul and 100,000-year sixth ring, Tang Hao grew cautious. He sensed that this young man was far from ordinary.
After all, Tian Lin now had three 100,000-year soul bones and a million-year skull—his physical and mental strength was off the charts.
"Tang Hao, do you still want to fight?" Ning Fengzhi said gently but forcefully. "I know it's hard for you to hand over your wife's soul bone. So I'll compromise. You have two Clear Sky Sect legacy soul bones, both over 50,000 years old. Give them to me, and this ends here."
"Impossible!" Tang Hao refused. "They belong to my sect, and I intend to return them. I won't let outsiders take them."
"Tang Hao, you refuse everything. It seems you don't want to compensate my Grandpa Ying. In that case, we'll take justice into our own hands!" Tian Lin acted decisively, immediately using his 100,000-year soul ring—"Sixth Soul Skill: Three Talents Demon-Breaking Array!"
A massive sword array enveloped Tang Hao and Tang San.
"Wait, Brother Jun—" Tang San tried to speak, but Tian Lin stunned him with a mental shock.
"You're too noisy. This isn't your place to talk. Tang Hao, if you won't compensate, you and your son die here!"
"Sixth Soul Skill: Myriad Swords Return!" Chen Xin unleashed his sixth skill as well.
Now, Chen Xin alone could have killed Tang Hao, but Ning Fengzhi had told him not to finish Tang Hao off yet—the goal was intimidation.
In an instant, Tang Hao was trapped in a world of swords.
Chen Xin's soul power formed tens of thousands of swords in the sky. On the ground, only three swords, but within the array, Tang Hao felt endless sword energy threatening him from all directions.
"Clear Sky Protection!" A black soul ring flashed on Tang Hao, and his hammer split into five shields, forming a barrier.
Seeing Tang Hao still resisting, Tian Lin and Chen Xin unleashed the full power of the sword array. Under the endless sword energy, the barrier that once withstood multiple Title Douluo attacks crumbled in less than a second.
"Hmph, as expected of the strongest attack Sword Douluo and his disciple!" Tang Hao snorted, and something seemed to shatter within the array.
"Heavenly Strike!" Tang Hao roared, breaking the array, now left with four black and one red ring—he had detonated his four lower rings.
"Great Sumeru Hammer!"
Tang Hao finally used his trump card—the technique that, with a detonated 100,000-year ring, once defeated Qian Xunji.
But with his current body, he dared not detonate his 100,000-year ring; detonating the lesser rings was his limit.