Douluo Continent: Becoming the God of Nature Starting from Farming

Chapter 17 Tang Hao is dead! Tang Hao is alive again!

"The Great Sumeru Hammer!!"

When the Demon-Slaying Dragon and the Clear Sky Hammer collided, the sky was torn in two.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

But in the blink of an eye, a deafening roar that seemed to pierce the heavens and earth exploded in everyone's ears.

The terrifying shockwave spread out in a ring, smashing away tens of meters of ground within a five-mile radius, creating a giant crater.

Everything within a ten-mile radius—rocks, trees, and all other things—was swallowed up, leaving the land completely barren and leveled.

The phantom of the Sky-Breaking Evil Dragon shattered inch by inch, and blood gushed from the mouths and noses of Thousand-Pound Douluo and Demon-Slaying Douluo, but their condition was still relatively good.

Guangling Douluo came up behind the two and helped them up.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay, but I might need to rest for the next month."

Qianjun Douluo never expected that Tang Hao, who had just exploded the nine rings, would be so strong, even reaching the level of ninety-eight.

If their spirit fusion skill hadn't been strong enough, they would be the ones dying today.

Tang Hao fell from the sky.

The Haotian Hammer developed spiderweb-like cracks and also fell.

Tang Hao crashed to the ground with his chest caved in; his internal organs had long been shattered by the recoil.

At this moment, none of his internal organs are functioning properly.

Blood mixed with entrails gushed from his mouth, staining the ground red.

"This time... I've really... reached my limit..."

Tang Hao gazed at the still-shaking sky and, in a daze, saw his younger self.

They were so full of vigor and high spirits.

It was so domineering.

But when did things start to change?

It was... when I met Gintoki.

"Such a world, how can one not miss it?"

"Xiao San, you must take revenge, you must return to Haotian Sect."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Haotian Hammer beside him shattered with a 'crack', turning into specks of light and dissipating.

The side effect of his shattered spirit delivered the final blow to Tang Hao.

Tang Hao, die!

The three, including Golden Crocodile Douluo, appeared.

The Lion Douluo stomped on Tang Hao's head and crushed it, revealing a soul bone.

"You talk too much."

Qingluan Douluo came to Qianjun Douluo and asked, "Are you alright, Sixth and Seventh Brother?"

"Cough cough... It's nothing, not seriously injured."

"That's good. You all go back and get some rest."

At this moment, Lion Douluo had already taken the six ten-thousand-year soul bones from Tang Hao's body.

"There are also two inherited soul bones from the Haotian Sect," Lion Douluo laughed.

"Very good, this time we have avenged Xunji." Golden Crocodile Douluo breathed a sigh of relief.

"Second Brother, do you think we should spread the word about Tang Hao? This would be a powerful message for our Spirit Hall, enough to shake the entire continent," asked Qingluan Douluo.

"Let's talk about it when we get back."

"it is good."

At this moment, at Notting College.

Tang San, who was in the process of vomiting, felt a sudden jolt in his heart and a strong palpitation.

Suddenly, he accidentally inhaled the vomit back into his mouth.

"Cough cough..."

Snapped! !

Tang San slapped himself across the face; he hated himself.

Even though she had already vomited it out, she still ate a little bit more.

Disgusting!!

"However, what exactly was that heart-palpitating feeling just now? I have a bad feeling about it." Tang San frowned.

"Could it be Father? But Father has been gone for a long time, and I don't know where he went."

"Sigh... never mind."

……

Spirit world.

A dark red temple sits atop a sea of ​​blood-red clouds, its surface shimmering with liquid killing intent.

The mind is affected once someone gets close.

Inside the temple, a slender figure wearing dark red armor with magical patterns sat on the throne above the temple.

He was surrounded by a dark red light.

The Asura God frowned: "How did Tang Hao die? The protector of the Dao just died like that."

"That won't do, otherwise Tang San won't survive."

"Fortunately, I left some divine power in his body."

"However... these divine powers cannot revive him at all."

The Asura God looked towards the temple entrance, where a man in purple robes stood on the other side of the gate.

It was none other than the Destruction God King, who was at odds with the Asura God.

"Shura! Don't look at me. With me here, you can't affect the lower realm."

Damn it.

The Asura God cursed under his breath.

It's just finding an heir, why is it so complicated?

"Sigh... then I can only make it into an Asura puppet. That's not bad either, at least it has some power."

Douluo Continent.

Tang Hao's severed limbs and shattered internal organs floated into the air, and a blinding crimson flashed across the originally fragmented corpse.

The light writhed, forcibly pulling the severed limbs together and piecing them together under the red light.

It makes a teeth-grinding, grinding sound.

The power of the Asura God transformed into scarlet threads, which became Tang Hao's blood vessels, nerves, and so on.

His skin was no longer its original yellowish hue, but had turned a deathly gray, making him look like a completely different person.

His eyes, which were originally bloodshot, were now completely red, empty and violent, like those of a walking corpse.

Tang Hao dragged the restored Haotian Hammer in his right hand, the hammerhead wreathed in blood-red killing intent, and made inhuman sounds from his throat.

The person moved very stiffly, like a puppet on strings.

"Go, go and protect your children."

"Do not make a move as long as Tang San's life is not in danger."

"Go."

……

a few days later.

"Tang Hao is really dead." Bibi Dong was slightly surprised.

"Your Holiness, it seems that the previous news was true."

"Interesting... I wonder if this person will reappear later, after all, Tang Hao had a child back then."

After returning to the Spirit Hall, Guangling Douluo and the others placed the soul bone into the Spirit Hall's treasury.

The two inherited soul bones of the Haotian Sect were used to announce Tang Hao's death to the continent.

In no time, news of Tang Hao's death spread rapidly throughout the mainland.

Haotian Sect.

"Sect Master, look!! It's one thing for Tang Hao to die, but he also sent both of our Clear Sky Sect's inherited soul bones to the Spirit Hall."

The Grand Elder of the Clear Sky Sect was already very dissatisfied with Tang Hao, and this time he was about to start cursing him.

Tang Xiao ignored the Grand Elder and looked up at the sky, his mind filled with images from his childhood.

Unfortunately... my second brother is dead.

He wanted revenge, but he didn't have the ability, and the other elders wouldn't agree.

Some of the elders' descendants died when the Spirit Hall attacked.

They then directed their hatred towards Tang Hao.

Ultimately, Tang Hao is weaker than the Spirit Hall.

"Sect Master, say something! Our Haotian Sect only has three inherited soul bones, and two of them have been lost at once."

"Yes, Sect Master, these two are soul bones that are over 60,000 years old!"