Douro Continent

Chapter 435 Haotian's Triumph, A New Beginning (Part 1)

Red lines emerged from the massive Clear Sky Hammer, and Tang Hao's 100,000-year-old red soul ring suddenly lit up, turning the black giant hammer completely red.

"The Papal Palace, what a Papal Palace! Hahahahahaha..." Amidst the arrogant laughter, Tang Hao's right hand moved.

The gigantic hammer, hundreds of meters long, suddenly descended from the sky, not towards the three titled Douluo in front of them, but straight towards the Papal Palace behind them.

In an instant, the air in the entire Spirit City became distorted, and every Soul Master who was not a Title Douluo was unable to move an inch.

"Tang Hao, how dare you!" Pope Bibi Dong was furious. She, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Ghost Douluo almost simultaneously leaped into the air to meet the giant hammer. At the same time, four other figures shot out from the Papal Palace, making a total of seven figures, all of whom met the giant hammer in the air.

boom--

The minds of all Soul Masters below level 70 went blank, and they collapsed to the ground amidst the indescribable, violent roar. The deafening sound, like divine punishment, caused the entire Spirit City to tremble violently.

The seven figures that had risen into the air were simultaneously smashed down, and the giant hammer in the air disappeared as a result.

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Tang Hao laughed maniacally, "Bibi Dong, just you wait. The Spirit Hall owes me a debt, and one day I will collect it all. That day is not far off."

With a flicker, Tang Hao vanished, along with Tang San and Xiao Wu, who had collapsed to the ground.

Tang Hao's deep voice gradually faded into the distance, "Master, Flander, you have taught my son for many years. I owe you a debt of gratitude that I cannot express in words."

As Pope Bibi Dong landed, a flush rose to her face. She took a deep breath, and the blush slowly faded. Behind her, besides Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, stood four more people dressed in long red robes, their faces obscured by a faint light. All four had white hair, clearly indicating they were quite old.

Tang Hao's hammer strike targeted where the enemy was bound to defend; he wasn't attacking the Pope, but rather the Papal Palace, one of the symbols of the Spirit Hall. If the Pope, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Ghost Douluo had attacked him then, Tang Hao would have been severely injured. The Papal Palace would certainly have been destroyed as well. The true power of the Clear Sky Hammer wielded by Clear Sky Douluo cannot be judged without a real test.

Even with seven people fighting back, they only managed to injure Tang Hao.

"Your Holiness the Pope..." Not only was Bibi Dong furious, but the six people behind her were also furious.

"No need to chase anymore, it's useless." Bibi Dong's voice carried a hint of dejection. Over the years, she had been training relentlessly, finally reaching the level of a Title Douluo. Her ideal rival was Tang Hao. However, facing Tang Hao today, she discovered that although her spirit rings were exactly the same as his...

However, he was far inferior in terms of imposing presence. Tang Hao was still Tang Hao after all, the Haotian Douluo, what a fine Haotian Douluo.

"That bastard Tang Hao is too arrogant. Your Majesty, this concerns the dignity of the Spirit Hall." Ghost Douluo couldn't help but remind Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong's eyes were bloodshot as she roared, "Shut up! Do you think I don't understand? If Tang Hao were so easy to deal with, would he still be alive today? It's not time to deal with him yet."

Yue Guan asked, "What about these people?"

The Golden Iron Triangle was still standing thanks to their Soul Fusion Skill, but the rest of the Shrek Seven Devils had already collapsed to the ground. Poison Douluo Dugu Bo visibly relaxed, and chuckled coldly towards the Pope.

Seeing that sarcastic smile, Bibi Dong nearly coughed up blood. She abruptly waved her hand and turned away, saying, "Tell them all to leave. Get out of Wuhun City immediately." With that, she went straight back to the Papal Palace.

The four old men who appeared afterward never uttered a word; they simply turned around and returned to the Papal Palace with the Pope.

A cold smile appeared on Bibi Dong's face. "Patience is a virtue," she thought, "but at this moment, I must endure, no matter what." Everyone underestimating the Spirit Hall was exactly what she wanted. "Tang Hao, our feud will be settled sooner or later. Just you wait."

Everything gradually quieted down, and under the watchful eyes of many Spirit Hall Soul Masters, the Golden Iron Triangle slowly withdrew their Soul Power.

Ning Fengzhi, along with Sword Douluo and Poison Douluo, came to them. With the help of these powerful figures, the Shrek Five Monsters gradually regained consciousness.

As soon as Ma Hongjun opened his eyes, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Holy crap, that's amazing! Third Brother's dad is incredible! I've decided, from now on, Third Brother's dad will be my idol."

The remaining five strange people looked at each other, each of them having many doubts, but this was clearly not the time to ask questions.

Flander sighed, suddenly feeling somewhat dejected. Although he was also a Soul Saint-level expert, he was still far inferior to those truly powerful individuals. If Tang Hao hadn't appeared in time today, they probably wouldn't have been able to leave this place.

"Sect Leader Ning, please take Rongrong away. The competition is over, and these children have all graduated. As you can see, we have now offended the Spirit Hall, and things will likely be difficult for us from now on."

Ning Fengzhi nodded and said, "Rongrong has been away from home for many days, it's time for her to come back with me. However, the Spirit Hall wouldn't go so far as to make things difficult for your academy. As long as Shrek Academy keeps a low profile in the future, that's all that matters."

"Sect Leader Ning, may I join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?" Oscar mustered his courage and asked Ning Fengzhi.

Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong's expression immediately became somewhat unnatural.

She had originally planned to tell Oscar about the sect's rules after the competition. However, she had gotten so used to being with Oscar that she had almost forgotten about it. Suddenly hearing Oscar tell his father that he wanted to join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Rongrong's heart sank, and she felt a moment of confusion and bewilderment.

Undeniably, Oscar is the most handsome among the male members of the Shrek Seven Devils, and his efforts have been evident to everyone since Ning Rongrong agreed to a temporary relationship with him.

Although he also consumed the divine herbs given to him by Tang San, as a food-type Soul Master, he did not fall behind his companions, which shows how much effort he put in.

Ning Rongrong's heart had already been gradually and quietly devoured by him, especially since Oscar, as a support Soul Master without combat ability, would always stand in front of her whenever there was danger. She was young, but she was just beginning to experience love, and this wonderful feeling made her subconsciously unwilling to reveal the sect's rules.

Because she was afraid of losing the Oscar, of losing this wonderful feeling.

Upon hearing Oscar's words, Ning Fengzhi was momentarily stunned, then his face lit up with joy. "Of course! Any of you who wants to join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is welcome."

As he spoke, his gaze swept over Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ma Hongjun.

Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing immediately shook their heads. Dai Mubai said, "Thank you for your kindness, Sect Leader Ning. Zhuqing and I are from the Star Luo Empire. We've been away for several years, and it's time for us to go home."

Ning Fengzhi then turned his gaze to Ma Hongjun, "And you?"

Ma Hongjun chuckled and said, "I guess I'll pass. Like my third brother, I love freedom. Now that I've finally graduated, I want to travel around the mainland and broaden my horizons. I might go back to Shrek Academy to help my teacher later."

Flander looked at his only disciple with some surprise. Ma Hongjun had always seemed like a fool, only showing great interest in women and never caring about anything else. He hadn't expected his disciple to say such a thing, and he felt a mix of emotions, as if something was stuck in his throat.

Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly and said, "Since that's the case, I won't insist. But you little ones, remember this: no matter when, the gates of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School are always open to you. Dean Flander, we must take our leave. Rongrong, Oscar, let's go."

Since their reunion at Shrek Academy, the Shrek Seven Devils are finally parting ways, and it's understandable that they feel a pang of reluctance. However, each person has their own life and future, and if the seven of them stay together all the time, their mutual dependence will only increase, which would be detrimental to their future development.

Among the seven, although Tang San is the most outstanding, which one of the Shrek Seven Devils isn't a brilliant and exceptionally talented little monster? Like...

Even Ning Fengzhi, the sect leader of one of the seven major sects, couldn't help but show his joy at receiving an Oscar. After all, the Shrek Seven Devils had defeated the team sent by the Spirit Hall, the holy land of soul masters.

Moreover, their average age is at least five years younger than their opponents. It would be no exaggeration to describe them as geniuses among geniuses.

Before parting ways, the five made a promise to reunite at Shrek Academy five years later, if it were convenient for everyone. The Shrek Seven Devils, this young and talented group, finally separated after winning the finals of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament.

Night. A refreshing night breeze rustles the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground under the moonlight.

Xiao Wu slowly regained consciousness. Almost instinctively, she sat up abruptly and looked around.

The first thing that catches the eye is a bonfire, the flames scorching the firewood and crackling, with small sparks bursting out as it burns.

(End of this chapter)