Douluo Continent: Starting with controlling Ning Rongrong and establishing the Holy Cult

Tang Hao gritted his teeth, his hoarse voice like the low growl of a demon from hell.

"What a brilliant scheme to use someone else to do the dirty work! What a clever 'controllable cost'! Cough cough cough..."

A violent cough interrupted his growl, the phlegm he coughed up containing dark red streaks of blood.

He struggled to get up and confront that hypocrite, but a steady hand pressed down on his shoulder.

"Your Majesty, you...you should rest and recuperate."

Looking at the upheaval before him, Zhao Wuji was still filled with shock and disbelief.

The once invincible Haotian Douluo is now so weak.

Where is Yu Xiaogang?

Tang Hao was panting heavily, his eyes flashing with a fierce light.

"Send him to see me!"

Zhao Wuji looked troubled:

“Master…Master said a few days ago that he had some insights and needed to go into seclusion to meditate. He locked himself in his room and wouldn’t see anyone. Even his meals were personally delivered by Dean Flander. We…really shouldn’t disturb him.”

"Seclusion?"

Tang Hao laughed in anger, but the laughter aggravated his injuries, causing him to cough violently again.

"Hiding? Does he think he can get away with it by hiding? Cough cough... What a coward! A liar! He's ruined me like this, and he thinks he can hide forever?"

Flander, standing to the side, adjusted his glasses, his gaze behind the lenses complex.

"Your Majesty, please calm down. The Master... perhaps he has truly gained some insight. Moreover, your current condition is really not suitable for anger. Whatever it is, we can discuss it when you are feeling a bit better."

He knew perfectly well that Yu Xiaogang was not in seclusion at all, but had clearly received some kind of warning or premonition and had hidden himself away to avoid trouble.

Flander vividly remembered Yu Xiaogang's deathly pale face and his limp body when he saw Tang Hao's miserable state that day.

Tang Hao's chest heaved violently as he stared intently at Flander.

Finally, the raging anger was replaced by a deeper weakness and a cold resolve. He slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, only a deathly coldness remained.

"Heh...keep hiding. There will come a time when you can't escape it."

He stopped mentioning Yu Xiaogang and turned his gaze to Tang San, who had been silently watching over him, his eyes filled with tears and his fists clenched.

“The mistress…” Tang Hao’s voice was unusually hoarse.

"Dad!" Tang San rushed forward, his voice choked with emotion.

Tang Hao stretched out his withered hand and placed it laboriously on Tang San's shoulder, as if using all his strength:

“We can’t stay here any longer. You’ll be killed by that hypocrite sooner or later…come back to Haotian Sect with me.”

Tang San was taken aback: "The Clear Sky Sect?"

That sect that I never set foot in, that only existed in my father's few words?

"Correct."

Tang Hao's eyes became deep and complex, carrying a hint of resigned desolation.

“It’s time to acknowledge our ancestors and return to our roots. Perhaps there… there is a way to solve the problems I and we face.”

This was his last hope. Without finding a way to resolve the hidden dangers within him, revenge was impossible, not even for Tang San, who had already used a resurrection item; his limits were already set.

The Haotian Sect has a profound foundation; perhaps they have a way to resolve the side effects of resurrection items.

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Thousands of miles away, in a city of slaughter.

Tang Chen slowly walked out of the City of Slaughter.

"Haotian Sect—"

He murmured to himself, and the next second, the aura of a peerless Douluo erupted, and he set off for the Haotian Sect.

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The Haotian Sect is the number one weapon spirit sect in the world.

Barring unforeseen circumstances, the Haotian Sect will remain the number one sect on the continent.

However, more than a decade ago, a dramatic change shattered the peace.

Tang Hao, one of the twin stars of the sect, broke with the Spirit Hall for the sake of a female spirit beast.

That battle was filled with deafening battle cries and blood staining the long river.

While Haotian Douluo was indeed incredibly powerful and killed the Pope with his hammer, he also provoked the wrath of the Spirit Hall, who mobilized all their forces.

During the battle against the Spirit Hall, the son of the current Seventh Elder of the Clear Sky Sect, known as the "Blazing Sun" Douluo, whom he cherished dearly, died in battle, leaving no trace of his body.

The White-haired Douluo mourned the passing of his Black-haired son, his grief and indignation turning into boundless hatred.

He hated Tang Hao's willful and reckless behavior that brought trouble upon himself, and he hated the Spirit Hall for its ruthless and cruel methods of extermination!

This deep-seated hatred burned within him day and night, scorching his soul.

Even though the sect later chose to remain in seclusion and close the mountain to avoid trouble, he never gave up.

Time flies, and a year ago, another dramatic change occurred on the mainland.

A terrifying being known as the "Holy God" casts its shadow over the entire continent, posing a threat far greater than sectarian feuds.

The Spirit Hall, once an invincible overlord, had no choice but to lower itself, issue invitations to heroes, and even swallow its pride to personally visit the Clear Sky Sect's mountain gate, earnestly requesting them to come out of seclusion and fight against the great enemy together.

Faced with the Spirit Hall's claim of the continent's survival being in danger, and the Spirit Hall's unprecedented "show of weakness," Tang Xiao, the sect leader of the Clear Sky Sect, and the elders weighed the situation carefully.

Ultimately, the greater good of the sect prevailed over old grudges.

Tang Xiao finally made the decision, personally leading an elder out of the mountains to represent the Haotian Sect in that fierce battle to annihilate the "Holy God".

In that battle, the fame of the Clear Sky Hammer once again resounded throughout the continent.

Tang Xiao fought valiantly with that elder and made outstanding contributions.

After the war, as one of the core combat forces, the Haotian Sect naturally also gained huge benefits and prestige.

Even more surprisingly, the shared experience of fighting side by side with a common formidable enemy seemed to cause a slight thaw in the deep-seated hatred between the Clear Sky Sect and the Spirit Hall.

The two sides even reached a certain degree of "forgive and forget" and formed an alliance against the remnants of the Holy Spirit Cult.

The entire sect seemed to be immersed in this atmosphere of "revival" and "reconciliation".

Sect Master Tang Xiao was pleased, and the elders also believed that this was an opportunity for the sect to regain its former glory and move towards a new life.

The hatred of the past seems to have been truly buried by the smoke of that great war and shared interests.

However, the Blazing Sun Douluo is an exception.

Inside the council hall, when Tang Xiao announced the alliance with the Spirit Hall, the Blazing Sun Douluo sat at the end of the table, his fists clenched tightly beneath his wide sleeves. He lowered his head, and no one could see the fury in his eyes that was enough to burn everything.

"Let go? Reconcile?"

He was roaring inside.

"My son's blood is still flowing before my eyes! I will never forget the faces of those executioners from the Spirit Hall! The sect has gained benefits, but has forgotten the blood feud? Tang Xiao, have you forgotten who paid for the mess your brother caused with their life?"

Chapter 126 Fiery Sun Douluo

This irreconcilable hatred had long been ingrained in his bones, becoming the only obsession with which he lived!

The sect can be abandoned.

Others can let go,

But Tang Lie would never!

Tang Hao will not let this go, and neither will the Spirit Hall!

Just as his heart was filled with boundless hatred and he was almost driven mad by this "hypocritical" peace, a hidden opportunity quietly arrived.

It was during a mission he was on that he unexpectedly came into contact with members of the Holy Spirit Cult.

The cultist's martial spirit emitted black smoke, possessed powerful soul energy, and had unusually strange abilities.

Lieyang Douluo immediately realized that this might be an opportunity to gain power and take revenge on the Spirit Hall.

So he spared the man's life and followed him all the way to a stronghold of the Holy Spirit Cult, where he saw—

The current leader of the Holy Spirit Cult.

As a titled Douluo, he could feel the power of the sect leader even more.

The cult leader before them could be crushed as easily as squashing a mosquito.

Even though his martial soul was a fire-attribute mutated Clear Sky Hammer, and he was very confident in his martial soul, he had no hope of defeating the sect leader.

For a fleeting moment, he had the idea that the Holy Spirit Cult could completely defeat the Spirit Hall.

The cult leader discovered him.

He had no choice but to go through with it, even if it meant his own stubbornness.

To his surprise, the cult leader did not attack him, but simply said a few words.

"Haotian Sect, are you not going to avenge the grudge from over a decade ago?"

"When did your Clear Sky Sect become a coward and a dog of the Spirit Hall?"

Where is your courage?

These few words instantly resonated with countless people in Lieyang Douluo's heart.

The heart of the Blazing Sun Douluo, filled with hatred, suddenly skipped a beat.

Holy Spirit Cult...

Even the Holy Spirit Cult knows that this grudge must be avenged!

Furthermore, upon further reflection, the Holy Spirit Cult and the Spirit Hall also have a feud.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend!

The Fiery Sun Douluo wavered.