Douluo Continent: My name is Yang Jian, and I achieved sainthood through my physical body

His voice was hoarse and trembling, as if it were being squeezed out from deep in his throat.

Yang Jian looked at Tang Hao kneeling in front of him and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Not enough."

Tang Hao gripped the soil tightly with both hands, his fingernails digging into the earth, his knuckles turning white.

His eyes were almost bleeding.

The rage in his chest was about to burn him to ashes.

But in the end, he lowered his head.

His forehead touched the ground.

"Please, let me go!"

This time the sound was much louder, as if it had used all its strength.

Yang Jian smiled.

The laughter wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the empty valley.

"Oh dear." He clapped his hands, his tone full of mockery, "Back then, he was hailed as the Twin Stars of Haotian and the youngest Title Douluo. Now he finally looks like a dog."

"very good."

Yue Guan clapped his hands in delight, a joyful smile on his face.

He walked to Tang Hao's side, looking at the man kneeling on the ground, his mockery undisguised.

"I wonder who it was that made those threats twelve years ago, saying they would definitely make the Spirit Hall pay the price." Yue Guan shook his head and clicked his tongue twice. "But in the end, they knelt down and kowtowed to the people of the Spirit Hall."

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

His laughter echoed through the valley, it was exhilarating.

Twelve years ago, Tang Hao severely injured Qian Xunji with a single blow, leaving him with a considerable shadow.

At that time, Tang Hao was incredibly powerful and arrogant.

Now, the man who once struck fear into his heart is kneeling before him like a dog.

Yue felt as happy as if she had drunk honey.

Tang Hao felt as if his heart was being burned by fire as he listened to their mockery.

He gritted his teeth, enduring the humiliation, and raised his head to look at Yang Jian.

“Now… I’m kneeling and begging for mercy too.” His voice was hoarse, filled with suppressed anger. “You have to keep your word and let me go.”

Yang Jian chuckled and said, "You must have been beaten senseless. When did I ever say that you would be allowed to leave if you knelt down and begged for mercy?"

Tang Hao's face turned deathly pale instantly.

Yue Guan added, "Just kill him already. Cut off his head later and send it to the Clear Sky Sect so those rats in the gutter can see the consequences of offending the Spirit Hall."

Tang Hao was so angry that he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

His face contorted into a ferocious expression, his eyes turned bloodshot, and he was panting heavily, like a wild beast driven to the brink of despair.

"I'll haunt you even as a ghost!"

Yang Jian shook his head, his smile unchanged.

"You won't have the chance to become a ghost. I won't let you die."

Tang Hao was taken aback, a glimmer of hope flashing in his eyes.

Could it be... that he's going to let me go?

But Yang Jian's next words shattered Tang Hao's last shred of hope and plunged him into an even deeper abyss.

"I will seal your soul power," Yang Jian said slowly, "and then I will find a group of apes and lock them up with you."

Tang Hao was stunned.

He Yuan.

This kind of spirit beast has a notorious reputation in the world of spirit masters.

Extreme lust, an extremely long estrus cycle, and forceful embracing are all well-known characteristics of the mongoose.

He was kept with a group of monkeys...

Tang Hao dared not think any further.

His face went from deathly pale to ashen, and then from ashen to deathly gray.

He looked at Yang Jian.

The fear in his eyes was more intense than ever before.

“Devil…” His lips trembled, “You are simply a devil!”

Yang Jian didn't care about his evaluation and continued, "This process may last for several years. When I destroy the Haotian Sect, I will release you and let you witness that moment with your own eyes."

"Isn't it great?"

"This means you survived, which fulfilled your wish."

Tang Hao completely broke down.

He had no doubt about Yang Jian's strength. Given the combat power Yang Jian had displayed, coupled with that terrifying dog, the destruction of the Haotian Sect was definitely not just empty talk.

And it was precisely because of this that his psychological defenses began to completely collapse.

Haotian Sect is his home.

It is the root of the Tang family.

He could not accept the destruction of the Haotian Sect.

He cannot accept that his people would suffer annihilation because of him.

"Don't...don't..."

Tang Hao knelt down again, this time without hesitation.

His forehead hit the ground with a loud thud, and dirt covered his face.

"I give up... I'm willing to give up my revenge against the Spirit Hall..." His voice even trembled with a sob, "I'm willing to be your servant... your dog... I just beg you not to do that..."

"Don't hurt the Haotian Sect...don't..."

Yang Jian remained unmoved.

If Tang Hao hadn't attacked him today, he might not have gone to such extremes.

But it's all Tang Hao's fault for courting death.

Then you can't blame him.

Yang Jian turned to look at Yue Guan.

"Uncle Yue, please do as I just said, and also take care of your injuries."

"I can go to Shrek Academy by myself from now on."

Yue Guan nodded.

Although he felt that Yang Jian's method of handling the situation was a bit harsh, if it was aimed at Tang Hao, then there was no problem at all.

Twelve years ago, Tang Hao killed so many people from the Spirit Hall, including Pope Qian Xunji.

This blood debt must be repaid in no way too much.

Moreover, Yue Guan is not worried about Yang Jian getting into trouble now.

After these two battles, he had a clear understanding of the situation.

The strength that Yang Jian has demonstrated.

I doubt there are many people on the entire continent who could pose a threat to him.

My presence here would seem somewhat superfluous.

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"it is good."

Yue Guan smiled faintly and slowly walked towards Tang Hao.

Tang Hao was still kneeling on the ground, trembling all over, repeatedly muttering "No".

But when he heard Yang Jian say that he was going to Shrek Academy.

He looked up abruptly, as if he had been electrocuted.

Shrek Academy.

The mistress is still there!

This devil is going to Shrek Academy; he's going to hurt the mistress!

"No...no!" Tang Hao's voice became sharp and urgent. He struggled to stand up, but fell back down due to his severe injuries. "You can't go to Shrek Academy! Don't hurt Xiao San!"

He crawled toward Yang Jian, grabbed Yang Jian's trouser legs with both hands, and his eyes were full of pleading.

"Please... I'll do anything you want... please don't hurt the other woman... she's just a child..."

Yang Jian glanced down at him, her face expressionless.

Then he kicked Tang Hao's hand away.

Tang Hao wanted to say something more, but Yue Guan had already walked over.

He struck Tang Hao on the back of the neck with a palm, sealing his soul power.

Tang Hao's body went limp and he collapsed to the ground, too exhausted to even struggle.

Yue Guan lifted Tang Hao and soared into the air.

"Don't rush," Yue Guan said, looking down at Tang Hao in his hand with a meaningful smile. "The most interesting things are yet to come."

Tang Hao tried to struggle and shout, but his soul power was sealed and his injuries were too severe, so he couldn't do anything.