Douluo Continent: From Internal Martial Arts to the Law of Heaven and Earth

"Sigh, it seems we can't protect this 100,000-year-old soul beast." Ning Fengzhi sighed. He knew that these two titled individuals were most likely after Tang San, and once they got close to the Shrek Academy team, how could they not discover Xiao Wu mixed in with them? Fortunately, Ning Fengzhi had anticipated this. He quickly adjusted his state and made arrangements: "Uncle Jian, at this critical moment, protecting Rongrong's safety is the priority. Don't interfere for now. Perhaps the Haotian Douluo is hiding in the shadows."

Chapter 461 Haotian Descends

"kill!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan gave a soft shout, and the black-robed man behind him descended the mountain. His martial soul was attached to his body, his soul power was boiling, and he rushed straight towards the crowd below with a powerful aura.

"I'll go test their strength first, you stay behind and bring up the rear." Ghost said to Chrysanthemum Douluo, then transformed into a dark shadow and rushed straight towards the convoy below.

"Old ghost, be careful," Chrysanthemum Douluo warned, as a dazzling flower appeared in his hand—his martial soul, the Immortal Herb Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum.

Nine spirit rings appeared beneath his feet, and his Title Douluo-level spiritual power spread out, completely enveloping the battlefield. He was alert to any movement around him, and he had not forgotten who his possible opponent was this time: the Haotian Douluo who had killed the Pope with a hammer.

……

hum!

Soul power surged, and soul rings appeared. Two men in black robes quickly approached the convoy where Tang Shan and the others were. The seven soul rings on their bodies pulsed rhythmically, clearly indicating that they were both Soul Saints.

"I'll go and meet them." Tang Shan lightly touched the ground with his toes and shot directly off the roof of the car. His blood and qi surged, his body expanded, and he instantly unleashed all the energy contained within his body.

Click!

Muscles bulged as if inflated, and thick, bluish-black veins tightly bound his immense strength, revealing a menacing aura. Arms as large as an adult's thigh pushed straight forward, compressing and thickening the air before exploding with a deafening roar.

Boom!

The savage shockwave rushed straight towards the two Soul Saints. Their expressions changed drastically, and their bodies swelled up simultaneously, covered in white scales, with a hint of dragon might appearing.

Gu Yue withdrew her curiously looking around, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes: "That's interesting."

Bang bang bang!

Without a word, the three engaged in a direct confrontation. Tang Shan pushed forward with one hand, colliding head-on with the opponent's dragon claw, while his other hand clenched into a fist and swept out horizontally, carrying terrifying wind pressure.

The moment of impact, the Soul Saint's expression changed drastically. He felt a surge of brute force and retreated and turned around, his white giant tail sweeping out from behind him.

The other Soul Saint failed to neutralize the brute force in time and was directly knocked away. In mid-air, a milky white beam of light burst out from his mouth.

boom!

With his feet firmly planted on the ground, Tang Shan effortlessly dodged the energy attack soul skill with a simple twist of his body.

Whoosh!

The burst of power left a clear footprint on the ground, and Tang Shan left a trail of afterimages behind him, instantly closing the distance with one of the Soul Saints. He threw out two punches in succession, shattering the air with astonishing power.

In fact, Tang Shan had already stopped. Otherwise, with his current physical abilities, even without any enhancements, he could easily unleash a sonic punch, and those two Soul Saints would probably be stuck here.

Seeing Tang Shan's fierce approach, the Soul Saint dared not be careless anymore. He activated his first, third, and fifth amplification soul skills simultaneously, causing his body to expand further and his dragon transformation to increase. Only with these further improvements were he able to barely manage to fight Tang Shan to a standstill.

Tang Shan moved unhurriedly, his attacks following a fixed rhythm. Facing the Soul Saint who suddenly attacked from the other side, he simply used one hand to deal with the enemy, making it easy and composed.

On one side, Tang Shan was handling the attack from the man in black robes with ease, but on the other side, Shrek Academy was in a much worse situation. After all, their opponent was a Soul Master powerhouse standing at the pinnacle of the continent, a Title Douluo!

A sinister and dark aura permeated the surroundings. Even though no one was visible, a heavy pressure had already descended upon them without their noticing.

"Dean, what should we do?" Dai Mubai frowned, his double pupils scanning everything around him, but he found nothing.

While the other academies were making a grand spectacle, with their soul skills and martial souls clashing and exploding, their side was eerily calm, as if divided into two separate worlds.

"Release your Martial Soul, activate your Amplified Soul Skill, and be ready to fight at any time." Flander's wings unfurled, and seven Soul Rings naturally appeared. His eyes were like those of an eagle, trying to see the enemy hidden in the shadows.

"You cowardly rat, if you've got the guts, fight your grandpa head-on!" Zhao Wuji, possessed by the mighty Vajra Bear, swelled his granite-like muscles further, and roared to the sky, his voice shaking the surrounding area.

Wow!

A pitch-black ghost hand appeared out of thin air. Before anyone could react, the ghost hand struck Zhao Wuji's chest with lightning speed. The powerful soul force attached to it sent Zhao Wuji flying, crashing into the mountain wall behind him, causing rocks to fall in a shower.

"Old Zhao!" Flander's eyes widened in fury, his fifth spirit ring flashed, and countless feathers shot out like tens of thousands of arrows, densely covering the large area where Ghost Hand was located.

However, all of this was in vain. The feathers, comparable to those of a heavy crossbow, easily sliced ​​through the air and disappeared into the soil. As for the enemy hidden in the shadows, he was clearly unharmed.

"I don't seem to sense any Title Douluo's aura?" Ghost Douluo moved silently around the Shrek Academy students, his perception at its maximum, vigilantly sensing any subtle changes.

"Since there aren't any, then let's send them on their way!" Ghostly eyes sharpened, and his body transformed into streaks of ghostly shadows, rushing straight at everyone. Anyway, killing one or ten is the same as killing one. Those who are with the son of Haotian Douluo are most likely accomplices, so eliminating them all is definitely the right thing to do.

The ghostly figure lunged at the others, while the true form of the ghost went straight for Tang San's neck, its chilling killing intent completely undisguised.

"Title Douluo, be careful, Tang San!" Ghost Douluo's speed was too fast. Flander only saw a black shadow with nine spirit rings wrapped around it before the other party was already in front of Tang San.

"You dare to touch someone from our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School? You brat, you're courting death!" At the critical moment, Chen Xin, who had been observing from the shadows, finally made his move. A monstrous sword intent soared into the sky, and a sword light instantly shattered the ghostly figure in front of Ning Rongrong. Moreover, its momentum did not diminish as it slashed horizontally towards the ghostly body that was attacking Tang San.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School could not openly support Tang San, as that would be tantamount to being an enemy of the Spirit Hall. However, Ning Fengzhi would be quite willing to cause them some trouble.

If the ghost's target was only Tang San, Chen Xin really wouldn't be able to make a move. But since it was targeting Ning Rongrong, it's normal for an angry attack to have some aftereffects.

The ghost's pupils suddenly contracted, and its figure retreated instantly. The next moment, a sword light flashed, and a sword mark several feet wide and tens of meters long appeared on the mountain wall.

Ghost Douluo hovered in mid-air, his sinister eyes fixed on the white-robed elder who appeared before the Shrek Academy members: "Chen Xin, do you want to be our enemy?"

With the Seven Kill Sword pointing to the ground, Chen Xin's eyes remained calm: "I was merely protecting the members of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. I wonder where you came from and why you attacked our core disciples."

This is the tacit understanding among the top soul master forces: I know who you are, but I won't say it outright. Even though Chen Xin recognized Gui Mei and knew he came from the Spirit Hall, as long as the other party didn't directly reveal his identity, he treated him as an unknown title holder.

After all, resorting to underhanded tactics is different from a direct confrontation. Unless there's a real falling out, people are generally quite willing to abide by certain unspoken agreements in the gray area.

"You don't need to know who I am. My target this time is Tang San. If you are willing to hand him over, we will leave immediately." The ghostly figure kept flashing, but Chen Xin kept a firm grip on him, not giving him any chance to take advantage.

"Alright, but I need to personally protect the core members of our sect. You can do whatever you want with the rest." Chen Xin's eyes flickered as he readily agreed to Gui Mei's request. However, he didn't move an inch, nor did he conceal the sharpness of his sword. If Gui Mei foolishly charged at him, Chen Xin would certainly be happy to deliver a fatal blow and weaken the Spirit Hall's fighting power. Moreover, he couldn't miss such a good opportunity. As for protecting Tang San, that was just a side effect.

"Very well, Chen Xin, you're very good. Since that's the case, then don't blame us for showing no mercy." As the ghostly words fell, petals that seemed slow but were actually fast appeared out of thin air and sliced ​​across Chen Xin and the others. The space was cut by the edges of the petals, leaving thin black lines, and the power was terrifying.

"Moon Gate! This soul power!" Chen Xin's expression changed drastically. Without hesitation, he grabbed Ning Rongrong's shoulder and took to the air. He was certain that Chrysanthemum Douluo had definitely broken through, otherwise the petals wouldn't have given him a vague sense of threat.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's participation in the battle is a huge variable. Chen Xin does not have the strength to fight two opponents at once. Since it is impossible, it is better to withdraw in time. After all, Tang San is not a member of their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

From beginning to end, the Shrek Seven Devils could only witness the battles between these top-tier Soul Masters. They had no power to resist. Tang San clenched his fists, filled with a thirst for power. He did not want to experience the feeling of his life and even his destiny being out of his control a second time.

"If I have the chance, I will definitely work hard to cultivate and take control of my own destiny!" Tang San roared inwardly, but looking at the petals that were getting closer and closer to his throat, a bitter smile appeared on his lips: "Unfortunately, I guess I won't have the chance."

"Who dares to touch my son!" Just then, a loud shout suddenly rang out, and the huge Haotian Hammer descended from the sky, sweeping away the flying petals. The burly figure landed, kicking up a circle of dust, and the domineering aura swept out, the surging soul power shaking the mountain wall and causing cracks.

"Father!" Tang San's eyes instantly welled up with tears. That imposing figure was so familiar, giving him an unparalleled sense of security.

Tang Hao didn't turn around; his eyes were as deep as a pool, and his aura locked onto Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo. He wasn't attacking for Tang San's sake; the monster who had taken his child's body was dead, so be it. He was afraid that Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo would see through Xiao Wu's identity and forcibly take away this treasure meant to compensate their sect.

"Tang Hao, you really did show up." Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan's face was full of vigilance, and his attention was entirely focused on Tang Hao. He was a witness to that great battle and knew how terrifying the man in front of him was.

Ghost Douluo's figure flickered erratically, circling around Tang Hao, and then naturally discovered the hidden treasure in Shrek Academy: the 100,000-year-old soul beast Xiao Wu.

"Chrysanthemum, look at that girl with the rabbit ear hair clip," Ghost quickly transmitted telepathically, his voice filled with excitement.

"What's so interesting!" Yue Guan glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, his pupils suddenly contracting. However, the next moment, he lost all interest in Xiao Wu because Tang Hao launched an attack.

"Dare to touch my son? Die!" Tang Hao noticed the change in Yue Guan's eyes, a cold glint flashing within them. With a roar, he swung his Clear Sky Hammer and charged forward. The fewer people who knew Xiao Wu's true identity, the better; he could only use Tang San as a scapegoat.

snort!

Yue Guan's figure flew backward, and with a few leaps he reached the mountainside. The Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum in his hand bloomed instantly, and a soft shout echoed all around: "Flowers bloom and wither!"

boom!

The Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum in his hand bloomed instantly, its petals falling one by one, swelling in the wind, and transforming into a flower blade a meter long, rushing straight towards Tang Hao. The petals swirled and cut, and a storm of flower blades filled with killing intent was instantly formed.

"Netherworld Purgatory!" Ghost Douluo let out a sharp cry, and several soul rings on his body flashed at the same time. Tens of thousands of ghost hands reached out from the ground and grabbed Tang Hao who was rushing forward.

"Hmph, child's play, take this!" Tang Hao leaped away, breaking away from the group and fully displaying the ferocity of the Haotian Douluo. His seventh spirit ring flashed, and the Haotian Hammer in his hand rapidly expanded, turning into the size of a small mountain in the blink of an eye. He swept his arms horizontally, shattering space instantly and carrying spatial rifts as he headed straight for the petal vortex and the dense ghost hands.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The swirling petals were pitiful in front of the Haotian Hammer, which was the size of a small hill. Apart from making some crisp collision sounds when they hit it and cutting through space, they did not achieve any actual results.

Ghost Douluo's attack was even more helpless. Compared to the still somewhat powerful Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum petals, his Ghost Hand was much more fragile. It was directly blasted into nothingness in front of the Haotian Hammer, and it was impossible for it to even block the opponent in the slightest.

With his feet slamming into the ground and his body twisting, Tang Hao smashed through space with his giant hammer, the energy of heaven and earth being forced apart and the power being transmitted layer by layer. He roared, "Again!"

Boom!

The savage shockwave shot straight at the ghost, and the terrifying Haotian Hammer sent chills down one's spine.

"Demon Slash!" Hundreds of figures split off, instantly escaping the range of Tang Hao's attack. Then, one of the figures crossed his hands and slashed down vertically, the jet-black blade of light seemingly capable of eroding everything.

Then came the second, third, and fourth rounds...

A hundred figures swung their swords in succession, and hundreds of light blades intertwined to form a net that met the Haotian Hammer. However, the changes did not stop there.

The black light converged, and the light blades quickly merged. In just a few breaths, a pitch-black slash hundreds of meters long sliced ​​through the sky.

The light blade collided silently with the hammer, shattering instantly. The aftershocks crashed into the forest, leaving behind jagged cracks.

"Chrysanthemum, what's next?" Ghost Douluo dodged Tang Hao's smash, his aura clearly weakened, obviously the attack that spanned the sky had taken a heavy toll on him.

"Prepare to retreat. This powerful enemy is beyond our capabilities." With a wave of his hand, the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum continued to bloom and wither repeatedly, its dense petals forming storms that swept towards Tang Hao. However, his attacks were futile in the face of that indestructible giant hammer.

Chapter 462 Yu Xiaogang Meets Bibi Dong

boom!

Petals rained down from the sky, the space trembled, and fragmented air currents swept across the wilderness.

"Everyone, retreat!" The voice, imbued with soul power, resounded throughout the entire battlefield. Almost simultaneously, the black-robed figures abandoned their opponents and swiftly retreated.

"Where do you think you're going?" Tang Hao roared, and a hammer the size of a mountain swept towards Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo. Fortunately, the two had prepared to retreat and easily dodged the earth-shattering hammer blow.

Boom!

The enormous Haotian Hammer slammed straight down onto the mountainside, causing the mountain to shake and reveal countless cracks. Fortunately, its internal structure was strong enough; otherwise, such a heavy blow would have inevitably triggered a landslide at the summit.

The ghostly figure transformed into a shadowy shadow, and in a few flashes, it broke free from Tang Hao's mental lock. Although Yue Guan did not have the speed of his partner, he was still much faster in retreating than Tang Hao, who was dragging a big hammer.

Tang Hao unleashed his soul power and chased them for quite a distance, but in the end he could only watch them leave. His large, thick hands gripped the hammer handle tightly, and his muscular body stood tall and resolute.

Pfft!

Unable to hold back any longer, Tang Hao spat out a mouthful of blood. He wiped it away casually, not caring at all—so what if he was seriously injured and even his old injuries relapsed? When Ah Yin died, his heart had already withered away with her. Now, all that remained on the continent was a vengeful spirit filled with hatred and wanting revenge.

Should we take that little rabbit with us first? Walking slowly through this desolate wilderness, Tang Hao fell into deep thought.

"Well, Tang San has twin martial souls after all. If he can grow stronger, the chances of revenge aren't small. If something unexpected happens, I can forcibly take them away using my exploding rings. Since that's the case, let them continue participating." Tang Hao made his decision, his eyes indifferent.

"Your Majesty Chenxin, is my father alright?" On the mountain path, Tang San frowned slightly, genuinely worried for Tang Hao.

"Don't worry, those two Title Douluos are no match for your father. Haotian Douluo is not just a name without substance." Chen Xin held his sword with both hands, a slight ripple appearing in his eyes.

After a while, seeing that Tang Hao still hadn't appeared, Tang San couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

"Little San, maybe your father has already left. He probably doesn't want to see you right now." Flander patted Tang San's shoulder, comforting him gently.