Douluo Continent: Rebuilding the Clear Sky Sect

Chapter 91 The Majesty of Haotian

The imposing figure was none other than Tang Hao.

As Tang Fei's protector, Tang Hao had always been secretly protecting him.

The reason why Dugu Bo appeared faster than others is because Dugu Bo, as a guest minister of the Tian Dou royal family, has always lived here.

Although Tang Hao was stronger, he was farther away, so he was naturally slower.

Anyway, they managed to get here in time.

Facing Chrysanthemum Douluo, Tang Hao merely snorted, then suddenly kicked out.

This kick was powerful and had a tricky angle.

With a muffled thud, Chrysanthemum Douluo's body floated up and crashed straight into Ghost Douluo, who was fighting Dugu Bo.

The force remained undiminished, carrying the two of them through the wall in an instant.

"Walk!"

More than ten meters away, Chrysanthemum Douluo steadied himself in a disheveled state and hurriedly called to Ghost Douluo. The two of them then disappeared in a flash.

It was only at this moment that Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo arrived together.

"Sorry we're a little late." Ning Fengzhi quickly walked over.

Tang Fei shook his head. The reason why Sword Douluo did not arrive quickly was naturally because he had to protect Ning Fengzhi.

Furthermore, all of this happened in just two or three breaths, indicating that the other party arrived very quickly.

The main surprise was that Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo attacked by assassination, and that this happened inside Wuhun City, which was completely unexpected.

Tang Fei felt a wave of fear wash over him.

If he hadn't thought things through before resting and had directly chosen to absorb that skull, wouldn't he have been interrupted at the most crucial moment?

That outcome was something he couldn't bear.

"We're too late. It wasn't that we didn't want to help, but a powerful pressure locked us down, preventing us from moving at all."

Scarface and Skinny Man crawled through the broken wall with serious expressions.

They knew that even if they came to help, it would be useless, because the opponent was a Title Douluo.

"To carry out an assassination in Spirit City, Spirit Hall, do you really have no shame?" Sword Douluo sneered.

Dugu Bo said in a sinister tone, "Didn't you see that neither of the two generals, Heng and Ha, used their martial spirits? Who can prove they're from the Spirit Hall?"

"Hmph! Just a petty scoundrel!" Tang Hao said with a cold snort.

He looked around at everyone and nodded in greeting, saying, "Tang Fei has been taken care of by all of you during this time. The Spirit Hall's target is Tang Fei. I'm taking him away, and I'm sure Bibi Dong won't make things difficult for you anymore."

"Please wait a moment!" Ning Fengzhi stepped forward, his expression serious. "Is the Haotian Sect about to make a move?"

The scene where Tang Fei led the disciples of the four major clans to win the championship left a very deep impression on people.

Even Ning Fengzhi, in a daze, seemed to see the shadow of the Haotian Sect in them.

"I am a sinner against my sect, how can I possibly explain myself? But I am certain that the day I must settle accounts with the Spirit Hall is drawing ever closer!"

As Tang Hao spoke, a sharp glint suddenly flashed in his cloudy eyes.

Just then, a sharp shriek suddenly came from the direction of the Papal Palace.

"Tang Hao! You dare to come here again?"

Three figures soared into the air and stood atop Papal Mountain, looking down over.

The two sides were thousands of meters apart, but for a titled Douluo, this distance was nothing.

The person at the head was none other than Pope Bibidon.

A massive golden light and shadow silently rose from behind her, and nine brilliant spirit rings instantly appeared, unleashing an immense pressure.

Even though they were more than a thousand meters apart, everyone except the Title Douluo was instantly and firmly suppressed.

Dugu Bo's expression changed drastically. As the lowest-ranking Title Douluo, this pressure, even from a thousand meters away, subtly affected him. Just how strong was the Pope?

What terrified him even more were the nine spirit rings on Bibi Dong's body.

Yellow, purple, black, black, black, red!

The first eight spirit rings were all of the best spirit ring combination, but the last touch of red was enough to intimidate everyone.

Neither Chrysanthemum Douluo, nor Dugu Bo, nor Sword Douluo possessed a red spirit ring.

The red spirit ring represents the supreme existence among all spirit rings, except for those of the god level—a 100,000-year spirit ring!

A 100,000-year spirit ring may sound like it's only one level below a 10,000-year spirit ring, but all the titled Douluo know just how huge the difference is between the two.

While they were talking, Tang Hao had already stepped out from the crowd.

Compared to Bibi Dong's noble demeanor, Tang Hao, dressed in patched-up cloth shirts and sporting messy, bird's-nest-like hair, looked extremely slovenly.

However, its momentum was by no means weak.

Yellow, purple, black, black, black, red!

Tang Hao smiled calmly, and one by one, spirit rings rose slowly from beneath his feet, giving him a sense of fearlessness as he faced a vast army alone.

The spirit rings were not increasing rapidly, but with each new spirit ring appearing, Tang Hao's aura became increasingly heavy as he stood there.

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He actually managed to withstand the immense pressure from Bibi Dong!

"The Spirit Hall, what a Spirit Hall, hahaha..."

"What you owe me will one day be settled! And that day is not far off!"

Tang Hao's seventh spirit ring suddenly shone brightly.

Behind him, intense black light surged and rippled, and the enormous black Haotian Hammer floated in the void.

With the release of his seventh soul skill, his Haotian Hammer, which was the size of a water vat, was unfurled in the wind and transformed into a giant warhammer that was hundreds of meters long, resembling a small mountain.

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.

Bibi Dong's expression changed instantly. She pointed her scepter forward and shouted, "Take him down!"

As soon as he finished speaking, four more figures appeared in the Papal Palace, in addition to the two Douluo, Chrysanthemum and Demon, standing beside him.

Six figures took to the air, each releasing nine spirit rings, totaling six titled Douluo.

And this doesn't even include Pope Bibidon.

Facing six Title Douluos, Tang Hao remained completely unfazed. He laughed heartily, "Bibi Dong, do you think six Title Douluos can stop me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the enormous warhammer in his hand, measuring a hundred meters in size, slammed towards the Douluo Palace behind Bibi Dong with a whoosh.

In an instant, the air itself seemed to distort.

Bibi Dong's expression instantly changed. "Tang Hao, how dare you!"

The existence of the Douluo Hall is absolutely a key factor in the Spirit Hall becoming a holy land for Soul Masters, and it cannot be lost.

Even Bibi Dong had to personally intervene to protect him.

The massive warhammer collided instantly with the combined attack of the six Title Douluos.

"Bang—"

A deafening explosion, like divine punishment.

In Wuhun City, the minds of Soul Masters below level 70 went blank for a moment.

Soul Masters below level 50 fell into a coma.

The figures of the six titled Douluo rose up and were simultaneously smashed down like raindrops.

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Tang Hao laughed wildly, "Spirit Hall, just wait! The day the Clear Sky Sect emerges from seclusion will be the day we settle our scores!"

With a flicker, Tang Hao disappeared, along with Tang Fei.

(End of this chapter)