Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen Approaching

Chapter 20 Blade and Tang Hao!

Half a day later,

At the edge of the ancient forest, sunlight filters through layers of leaves, dappling the damp earth. The place is tranquil and mysterious, as if each ancient tree holds a thousand-year-old story within its walls.

Tang Hao, the man who had temporarily left Holy Soul Village two days prior, walked heavily into the forest where he had once hidden the seeds. His eyes revealed a resolute determination, yet also an undeniable worry. The roar of the Eagle's Beak Cliff Waterfall echoed in the distance, as if reminding him of the unknown he was about to face.

As Tang Hao approached the waterfall, he keenly sensed something amiss. His heart tightened, and he muttered to himself, "Has someone been here?" His eyes instantly sharpened, and a murderous intent quietly spread through his pupils.

Tang Hao quickly covered his face with his hat, trying to survey the surroundings discreetly. His figure moved through the bushes like a ghost, silent and stealthy.

At that moment, Blade, who was casually wandering around near the tree, naturally sensed the approaching person immediately. He then left the tree and headed towards the person.

Soon, Tang Hao, who was hiding in the shadows, spotted a young man carrying a sword covered in cracks walking towards him from the opposite direction with an indifferent look in his eyes!

The moment Tang Hao saw him, he didn't need to think twice; he immediately recognized the child as Ren!

Although he didn't know anything about the younger generation in his village, Tang Hao subtly asked his beloved son, and he got a clear answer right away!

Needless to say, his appearance was crystal clear to him!

The boy's attire, as deep as the night, was predominantly black, exuding a calm and mysterious aura. The edges and collar of his clothes were outlined with dark gold lines, like stars twinkling in the night, while the blue-purple patterns on his garments resembled the deepest galaxy in the night sky, adding an indescribable air of nobility to the overall look.

His body was wrapped in white bandages, some tightly, some loosely, as if they were marks left from battle, or perhaps deliberately wrapped to protect him. Each bandage seemed to tell a story of his resilience and indomitable spirit.

The boy's long hair was like a deep sea, displaying a unique navy blue color, gradually turning dark red at the ends, like the afterglow of the setting sun scattered on the sea. His hair was parted into twin ponytails with exquisite hair accessories, swaying gently with his steps, appearing playful yet lively.

The earrings on his earlobes gleamed with a cold light, and the left earring was even connected to a red ribbon that fluttered in the wind, as if it were a symbol of flame, adding a touch of wildness to his overall image.

The boy clutched a sword tightly in his hand. The blade was covered in cracks, yet its latent sharpness could still be felt. This sword seemed to be his most loyal companion, never leaving his side, no matter when or where.

Tang Hao's gaze shot towards the fleeing youth like a sharp arrow, and the anger in his heart flared up instantly like dry grass being ignited. He had failed to find the blade before, and his desire to teach the boy a lesson had not been vented. Now, unexpectedly encountering him here, how could he not be overjoyed?

"How dare this illegitimate son bully my son?!" Tang Hao's roar echoed in his chest. He clenched his fists, each knuckle turning white from the force. He had made up his mind to teach this brat a lesson. But his pride prevented him from using weapons. Why use a hammer to deal with a child?

"Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut?" Tang Hao sneered. He didn't even intend to use his soul power. He just wanted to use the most primitive method, his fists and feet, to let the boy taste the pain until he was bruised and swollen, until he realized his mistake.

[Ding! Tang Hao's anger is gradually showing; his role-playing progress has increased by 0.02%!]

[Ding! Current role-playing progress: 10.98%!]

On the other side, Blade's figure slowly emerged from the shadows of the forest. His steps were steady and aloof, as if each step was in step with the rhythm of time. The system's voice echoed in his mind, and the corners of Blade's mouth slowly curled up, revealing an almost imperceptible smile. His eyes remained indifferent, without the slightest fluctuation.

He gently took out the fragmented sword from his robes. Its surface was mottled, as if bearing countless stories and memories. The blade touched the soil without making a harsh sound, only a soft rustling as the blade sliced ​​through the earth, leaving fine cracks. As the blade moved forward, the spider lilies, guided by the sword, fell into the soil, their vibrant red blossoms spreading outwards like flames.

Perhaps it was because she had been with the Blue Silver Emperor and her abundant blood had nourished her, but at this moment, as the other shore flower grew, the surrounding plants felt incredibly familiar, as if they were all paying homage to an emperor, to this blade who came from a place that did not belong to Douluo Continent!

At the same time, the plants in the forest seemed to come alive, communicating silently and conveying a message: someone was lying in ambush not far ahead. They pointed out Tang Hao's hiding place to Ren in their own unique way.

Upon witnessing this scene, a glint of madness flashed in Ren's eyes. His voice was deep and penetrating, as if carrying an irresistible force: "There are five people, and three will pay the price." He paused, seemingly answering his own question, "Are you one of them?" As soon as he finished speaking, he let out a faint "heh." The laughter was neither loud nor soft, but it clearly echoed throughout the entire forest, striking Tang Hao, who was hiding in the shadows.

The sound of the blade was neither too loud nor too soft, yet it was incredibly penetrating! It struck Tang Hao, who was hiding in the shadows!

At that moment, Tang Hao's heart skipped a beat. He hadn't expected his hiding place to be discovered so easily by Ren. That soft laugh, like a sharp blade, pierced through his carefully laid disguise. Tang Hao's eyes widened, his pupils contracted sharply, and his shock was palpable. In his understanding, such a discovery was almost impossible. A kid with innate full soul power, who shouldn't even possess a ten-year soul ring, how could he possibly discover the existence of a Title Douluo like him?

A storm raged within him. If this matter were to spread, where would Tang Hao's face be? He was a Title Douluo, possessing the Clear Sky Hammer, the number one weapon spirit in the world, and the pride of the Clear Sky Sect! Such humiliation would not only make him a laughingstock, but would also embolden the Spirit Hall, making the Clear Sky Sect unable to hold its head high!

No, something's wrong! Tang Hao quickly calmed down, noticing that the surrounding plants were also acting strangely. This wasn't because the blade was particularly powerful, but because these plants had inadvertently revealed his location!

But wasn't this the forest where his deceased wife used to live? He was a frequent visitor here, so how could these plants not help him, but instead help a brat who had once beaten his son? This was utterly putting the cart before the horse, filling him with resentment and anger. He felt these plants were like ingrates; his wife, Blue Silver Queen, lived in this forest, he was her husband, and yet these plants wouldn't help him!

(End of this chapter)