Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen is Coming

Chapter 27: The Thoughts of Both Parties

At this moment, in the forest, not far from the battlefield where Ren and Tang Hao had just stopped, the sound of water roared, the white silk was like silver, and the flying beads splashed jade. Tang Hao's figure appeared under the big tree. He glanced at the Blue Silver Emperor beside the big tree, and there was some invisible emotion in his eyes. After confirming that everything was fine, he did not stay for long, turned around and left this place full of memories.

Tang Hao quickened his pace, and he quickly rushed back to the direction of the Holy Spirit Village. He was full of fear of Blade. An opponent who was only level 20 could actually force him to such a point! Even though he still had a trump card to play, the aura of the approaching group he just felt, and Blade's shocking attack, forced him to re-evaluate the situation.

He couldn't take any risks. Regardless of whether those people who suddenly appeared were related to the blade, his precious son still needed his protection, and he couldn't put his life at stake. In Tang Hao's heart, the safety of his precious son must be the first priority.

More importantly, during the long battle, Tang Hao discovered an extremely terrifying fact - as the battle progressed, the blade became stronger and stronger. With each battle, the power of the blade seemed to be constantly rising, like a bottomless pit, unfathomable. This discovery shocked Tang Hao. He realized that the potential of the blade might be far beyond his imagination. This was a dangerous signal and an important reason why he chose to retreat.

Tang Hao's back gradually went away in the forest. In his heart, he was wary of Blade and pondered his future path. He knew that this encounter would not be the end, and the grudge between him and Blade might have just begun.

As a native of Douluo Continent, Tang Hao had never seen such an amazing talent. His heart was in turmoil. This existence beyond common sense made him feel unbelievable and even a little panicked. In his cognition, such a talent was almost equivalent to a legend in mythology. He simply could not accept this unconventional reality.

If Ren knew what Tang Hao was thinking at the moment, he might silently agree that Tang Hao knew the situation and understood the situation. If Tang Hao was really determined to fight Ren, Ren would have to consider whether to stay or leave.

If he chose to stay, the side effects of the Demonic Body would most likely break out completely, and by then, Blade's killing would not stop until Tang Hao fell. But the consequences of doing so were obvious. First, he would lose Tang Hao, the source of his progress. After all, there was a difference between a one-time victory and long-term accumulation. Second, after a complete outbreak, Blade would need a lot of time to recover.
If he chose to leave, Ren didn't have to think too much, as escaping was not difficult with his ability. But doing so might make Tang Hao mistakenly think that he was fleeing out of fear, thus reducing the role-playing progress gained through this battle.

At this moment, Tang Hao secretly rejoiced in his heart that even though he had revealed the Clear Sky Hammer in the battle, at least he had not exposed his true face. He deliberately made his voice thicker during the battle to ensure that Ren could not recognize that he was Tang Hao from the same village.

However, he couldn't help but think inadvertently in his heart, because in this way, the Haotian Sect might take the blame for him. If there is really a hidden force behind the blade, they are likely to point the finger at the Haotian Sect, which makes Tang Hao feel a little familiar and helpless. The Haotian Sect, the sect he belongs to, may suffer an unprovoked disaster because of his behavior.

Tang Hao, as a strong man in Douluo Continent, is fully aware of the responsibilities he shoulders. And it is not the first time that he has disregarded the life and death of his sect.

At this moment, he had no intention of caring about anything else. Even the safety of the sect was not as important to him as protecting and nurturing his son. Every bit of his energy must be invested in ensuring the safe growth of his son. He secretly made up his mind that he must immediately remind his genius son to keep a distance from the blade in the short term and avoid making enemies with it. He must be as patient as a hunter lurking, developing slowly and waiting for the opportunity. In this world where the strong prey on the weak, sometimes avoiding the edge and preserving strength is the wisest choice.

At the same time, Tang Hao also began to secretly investigate Ren's background. He could no longer make blind guesses like this, he had to have solid evidence. A cold light flashed in his eyes. If the investigation results showed that this damn kid was indeed alone and had no support from the forces behind him, then he would not hesitate to take measures to get rid of Ren to prevent future troubles.

Tang Hao had a gloomy determination in his heart. He knew that once he decided on this path, there would be no turning back. He had to protect his son while also laying a thick fog for his actions to ensure that when necessary, he could hit the target with one strike and not give Ren any chance to counterattack.

His figure gradually disappeared in the forest, like a ghost in the night, and he began his plan silently. Tang Hao's every step was full of caution and determination. He knew that every move he made would be the key to determining the future fate of him and his son.

On the other side, after successfully avoiding the group of strangers attracted by the battle, Ren found a secluded corner and began his rest. This quiet place was surrounded by towering ancient trees. The sunlight shone through the gaps in the treetops, casting mottled light and shadows, adding a bit of mystery to this quiet space.

Blade knew that he needed time to suppress the side effects of the demonic body. Here, he didn't have Kafka's Word Spirit Technique to rely on. He could only rely on himself and the system's increasing suppression effect. The battle just now had unprecedentedly increased his role-playing progress by 6%, and the indirect suppression power of the system had become even stronger. At this moment, he felt that his condition was still stable.

After this battle, Ren realized more deeply how powerful he was. This also made him more aware that he had to speed up the progress of his role-playing in order to improve his strength faster.

Ren took out the pot of Blue Silver Emperor from the space ring and slowly placed it beside him. During this time of rest and recuperation, he did not want any disturbance from the outside world. At this time, the pot of silver that absorbed his rich blood would play its role and help him be alert to all movements around him.

Ren couldn't keep her for nothing, at the critical moment, she would become his right-hand man, helping him avoid risks and keeping himself alert to the surroundings. This was also her mission.

Then, Ren closed his eyes and held the Zhili Sword tightly in his arms, as if the cold breath emanating from the sword could make him calmer. Time passed slowly in this quiet forest, and Ren's figure appeared particularly lonely and determined under the sunlight. His breathing gradually became even, and his body and mind were immersed in deep cultivation, waiting for the next awakening.

(End of this chapter)