#58 - Tang Hao and A Yin fled, the Holy Sun appeared in the sky
Chapter 58: Tang Hao and A Yin Flee, the Sacred Sun Descends
Two days later.
Qian Xunji had already led many soul masters to find Tang Hao's hiding place.
The simple wooden house was shattered...
Various soul skill collisions were heard, a dazzling array of colors.
...
A rarely visited wilderness.
Tang Hao, with his muscular physique, was pulling A Yin along as they fled.
Beneath his neat, short black hair was a resolute face.
His eyes held a hint of fatigue and hatred.
A Yin, held by the hand, had a gentle face and an elegant, noble temperament.
Her whole being exuded an aura of nature.
Her gentle face carried weariness and a touch of paleness.
In her arms was a newborn infant.
It was crying loudly.
At this moment, Tang Hao and A Yin had just escaped from the encirclement of the Spirit Hall's soul masters.
Hearing the shouts behind them,
Tang Hao frequently looked back, watching the approaching Soul Douluos and Soul Saints.
His eyes were filled with ferocity.
Gritting his teeth, he mustered his strength and strode forward.
Constantly urging:
"A Yin, let's go faster."
"Okay."
A Yin responded softly, her voice carrying a hint of weakness.
Having just given birth, she was in a state of greatly depleted vitality.
She closely followed behind Tang Hao, step by step.
Before long.
They finally shook off the soul master队伍 far behind them for the time being.
They fled to a rocky valley.
Before Tang Hao could breathe a sigh of relief.
Ghostly figures, like mist and illusions, vaguely appeared nearby.
"Who's there?!"
Tang Hao suddenly exclaimed.
Puff!
Two pitch-black giant hands, emitting a deep death aura, suddenly appeared, one before and one behind.
They respectively grabbed towards Tang Hao and A Yin.
"Damn it!"
Tang Hao gritted his teeth, the Clear Sky Hammer wrapped in lightning constantly expanding.
Ultimate power!
Shattered the ghostly giant hands.
Whoosh!
The ghostly figure appeared.
Ghost Douluo was floating in the air, nine dazzling soul rings under his feet.
Looking down at Tang Hao's family of three.
"No soul rings, only a ghostly figure – a titled Douluo indeed!"
Tang Hao looked coldly at Ghost Douluo.
His words seemed like flattery, yet also mocked Ghost Douluo for bullying the weak.
"It's useless to say more, you should just surrender early."
Ghost Douluo's voice was extremely hoarse.
He had to do his best for the gift Young Master wanted to give to the Saintess!
As soon as he finished speaking.
Ghost Douluo raised his hand and waved.
Soul rings flashed, and ghostly shadows spread across the ground, quickly attacking Tang Hao.
"Don't even think about it!"
Tang Hao roared angrily.
Immediately, he charged towards Ghost Douluo.
The Clear Sky Hammer landed on the ground, and the thick earth was like tofu.
Collapsing in an instant.
The black shadow dissipated.
Tang Hao had already rushed in front of Ghost Douluo.
Wielding the Clear Sky Hammer in close combat.
But he couldn't touch Ghost Douluo's main body at all.
The Clear Sky Hammer swept powerfully, only revealing the bursts of black mist.
They exchanged blows several times in an instant.
The black shadow that Ghost Douluo transformed into disappeared in place as if teleporting.
Ghostly shadows swirled on the ground like a vortex.
Dozens of pitch-black ghost hands reached out, tightly wrapping around Tang Hao's arms.
At the same time.
Ghost Douluo had already appeared not far away.
A huge ghost hand was already covering A Yin and the child.
"No——!"
Tang Hao's eyes were tearing apart, and as he roared, blood light erupted from his body.
Bang!
"Get out of here——!"
Tang Hao was furious, and in his anxiety, he instantly broke free from his restraints.
The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand suddenly emitted a golden light.
Surging, waving, shouting!
"Sky-Cleaving Strike!"
The huge Clear Sky Hammer swept across rapidly.
Annihilating the ghost hand.
The dazzling light made Ghost Douluo narrow his eyes.
He couldn't help but raise his hand to shield himself.
Boom!
Tang Hao's attack did not land on Ghost Douluo.
Instead, it struck the canyon.
In an instant, boulders fell and dust billowed and swirled.
Ghost Douluo, who had not yet recovered his vision, was buried within.
"A Yin, let's go!"
Tang Hao didn't have time to care about the injuries on his arm, and pulled A Yin to leave.
Just as he turned around.
A soft voice suddenly sounded in his ear.
"Leave? Where are you going?"
Before the voice faded.
A golden blade stabbed towards Tang Hao's head.
Puff!
Tang Hao stopped in time, twisting his head to dodge.
The blade cut through the ground, leaving a bloody mark on Tang Hao's rugged face.
"Chrysanthemum Dragon Incense. Another titled Douluo!"
A Yin looked up at the sky, her thin lips moving, unable to contain her shock.
Her deep blue eyes carried a hint of sorrow and helplessness.
Tang Hao's eyes sharpened.
When he looked up.
Chrysanthemum Douluo who had arrived had already summoned nine soul rings.
Floating on a huge golden flower, dancing gracefully.
The ninth soul ring flashed.
"Chrysanthemums wither, wounds fill the ground, flowers fall and hearts break,"
A shrill voice chanted poetry, echoing throughout the canyon.
As Chrysanthemum Douluo danced gracefully,
The petals of the Chrysanthemum Dragon Incense transformed into countless blades, like nimble snakes.
Sweeping rapidly towards Tang Hao's face.
"Damn it!"
Tang Hao cursed, his eyes filled with anxiety.
The soul masters behind him were about to catch up.
Clang!
The sound of metal clashing rang out continuously.
Tang Hao held the Clear Sky Hammer in front of him, constantly rotating it.
This kind of group attack was completely blocked.
"Hmph!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo snorted delicately.
The graceful dance suddenly changed.
Those densely packed Chrysanthemum Dragon Incense petals divided and transformed into several streams.
Attacking Tang Hao from all directions.
A Yin and her child were also among them.
"Clear Sky Bodyguard!"
Bang! Bang!
The Clear Sky Hammer stood on the ground, rotating rapidly, and all the petals from all directions were blocked.
"So this is a titled Douluo!"
After persisting for several breaths, Tang Hao sneered, and the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand suddenly changed its move.
Heavily bombarding the ground.
Bang! Whoosh.
Under the powerful impact, the petals in the sky flew out one after another.
Scattered and fragmented.
Taking advantage of the smoke, Tang Hao dared not stay long.
He pulled A Yin and quickly ran towards the exit of the canyon.
Chrysanthemum and Ghost, the two titled Douluos, kept chasing on both sides of the canyon.
At this moment.
Although Tang Hao was already level 90, he had no soul rings attached.
There was still a gap between him and a true titled Douluo.
The repeated battles had already exhausted his strength.
"A Yin, don't worry. I will definitely take you and our child out of this canyon!"
Tang Hao comforted A Yin while pulling his wife and children.
"Hao"
A Yin was about to respond.
Burning golden feathers of sacred fire falling from the sky.
Attracted the attention of Tang Hao and A Yin.
Tang Hao's eyes were lost.
He understood what this meant!
Looking up, facing the strong light.
Glimmer, heat, strength... In a few changes.
A golden sun descended from the sky, and the entire canyon was filled with holiness.
The warm sacred fire made Tang Hao feel cold.
Qian Xunji didn't know when.
He was already standing in the air, with his hands behind his back, behind him was the solemn dharma of the six-winged angel.
Chrysanthemum and Ghost, the two titled Douluos.
Had gathered and saluted Qian Xunji in the air.
"Your Majesty the Pope!"
I wish you all a happy life!
I went to take graduation photos today, so the update was a bit late.
