Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, Allows Me to Defy Fate

The Clear Sky Hammer suddenly appeared, its nine spirit rings pulsating in the night.

whoosh-

His figure transformed into a streak of light, no longer concealing himself, and rushed straight towards the location of the aura within the inner city.

That location is a quiet back garden.

……

The inner city, above the back garden.

Just as Tang Jue's figure broke through the outer perimeter of the soul-guided defense array, the piercing alarm instantly shattered the tranquility of Wuhun City.

"Who goes there!"

"Enemy attack! Someone has broken into the inner city!"

Several auras at the Soul Saint level instantly rose up, and shouts of shock and anger came from all directions.

Tang Jue completely ignored him.

Now that we've been exposed, we need to act swiftly and decisively!

His gaze was fixed on the courtyard below, where the kid who had caused Tang Hao trouble was!

"die!"

The Haotian Hammer in Tang Jue's hand swelled with the wind, its terrifying pressure like Mount Tai pressing down, heading straight for the shadow under the big tree.

however.

Just as the giant hammer was about to fall.

Two terrifying auras, capable of changing the very color of the heavens and earth, erupted simultaneously from the directions of the Hall of Worship and the Papal Palace without warning.

"presumptuous!"

Immediately following was another voice filled with murderous intent.

"Haotian Sect, you're courting death!"

Two golden beams of light shot into the sky at incredible speed, appearing above the courtyard almost the instant the sound was heard.

One in front and one behind, they directly cut off all of Tang Jue's escape routes.

The former had six wings on its back, and its holy radiance illuminated half the night sky; it was the Great Offering of a Thousand Streams.

The latter, dressed in the papal robes and holding a scepter, with a cold expression, was none other than Pope Qian Xunji.

Tang Jue abruptly stopped in his tracks, his Haotian Hammer frozen in mid-air, completely dumbfounded.

what's the situation?

Wasn't he just here to kill someone named Wuming?

Killing a Soul King wouldn't have brought out a powerful figure like Qian Daoliu, would it? And Qian Xunji, do these two father and son never sleep? How did they arrive so quickly?

Who exactly is this nameless person?

Even if the Platinum Bishop of the Spirit Hall were killed, it wouldn't warrant these two showing up at the same time!

"Senior... Sen-Dōryū..."

Tang Jue's throat went dry, and he instinctively wanted to explain.

"I just……"

"Shut up!"

Qian Daoliu didn't give him a chance to speak at all.

The Haotian Sect has some nerve!

In their quest for supremacy, they have become so ruthless and insane.

They didn't even spare a child!

That's his granddaughter! The only hope of the angel family! The successor chosen by the angel god! How dare you touch her?!

"So you're not going to act anymore, huh?"

"Since you're here, stay here!"

Qian Daoliu's six wings suddenly flapped, and a vast amount of divine energy transformed into a giant golden hand, which slammed down.

At the same time, Qian Xunji's face was also ashen. He waved his scepter, and the angelic glory instantly sealed off the surrounding space.

He was truly furious.

Although the Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect were openly and covertly fighting each other, they managed to maintain a semblance of peace.

But tonight, the Haotian Sect actually sent a Title Douluo straight to the courtyard where his daughter was!

This is going to wipe out the lineage of thousands of families!

"It's a misunderstanding! This is a misunderstanding!"

Tang Jue's scalp tingled as he watched the overwhelming attack, and he roared frantically, "I just came to kill..."

boom--!

The terrifying roar drowned out his voice.

Even a casual palm strike from a level 99 Limit Douluo would be far beyond what Tang Jue, at level 92, could withstand.

What's more, there's a level 95 Qianxunji right next to him finishing off the enemy.

puff!

The Haotian Hammer in Tang Jue's hand dimmed instantly, and he was sent flying like a broken sack, spitting out blood and his sternum collapsing.

He didn't even have time to figure out why these two big shots would get so angry over an "unknown" person.

"Haotian Sect..."

Qian Daoliu took a step forward, stomping on Tang Jue's chest. His soul power surged from his feet, causing Tang Jue to spit out several more mouthfuls of blood.

"good very good!"

"Since you want to play, I'll play with you to the very end!"

……

Outside Wuhun City, on a secluded hillside.

A gentle night breeze was blowing.

Several figures stood in the shadows of the trees, gazing at the brightly lit Wuhun City.

Leading the group was Tang Wei, the current sect master of the Haotian Sect. Beside him were Tang Hao, who had just been healed and was still pale, and Tang Xiao, who was burly.

In front of the crowd stood a small, thin child.

Tang San.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the chaotic inner city in the distance, a slight smile playing on his lips, revealing a confident air of control.

"It seems that Elder Tang Jue has succeeded."

Tang San's voice was calm, yet it carried a composure beyond his years.

Tang Wei frowned slightly, looking at the golden light rising from the inner city, feeling a vague unease in his heart.

"Wasn't that a bit too much noise?"

"Father, there's no need to worry."

Tang San turned around and bowed to Tang Wei. "That nameless one is exceptionally talented and has the ability to challenge opponents of higher levels. If Elder Tang Jue goes all out, it will definitely arouse the hostility of the Spirit Hall's experts, and the commotion will naturally be considerable."

"But as long as a person dies, it's all worth it."

As he spoke, he paused, his gaze sweeping over the elders present, a look of resignation on his face.

"This whole matter was initiated by Tang San alone."

"If Elder Tang Jue's actions anger the Spirit Hall and lead to their questioning..."

Tang San stepped forward, his childish voice resounding with conviction.

"Please hand over Tang San, Sect Master!"

"Use my head to quell the Spirit Hall's anger and restore peace to the sect."

"As long as I can eliminate that future great enemy for the sect, Tang San will have no regrets even if he dies!"

Chapter 352 Haotian Sect Suffers Huge Losses!

These words stunned everyone present.

Tang Hao looked at his son, his eyes slightly red.

This is his third brother!

At such a young age, he not only possesses a mind as sharp as a demon, but also a heart of unwavering loyalty!

He was even willing to pay the price of his life for the sake of his sect.

"The mistress, you..."

Tang Hao's voice choked with emotion as he patted Tang San's shoulder heavily, "Good boy!!"

Tang Xiao was also moved and said, "Third brother, you brought back a fine child back then! With such a child, how could our Haotian Sect not prosper?"

Even Tang Wei, the sect leader, looked at Tang San differently at this moment.

Originally, they had some reservations about Tang San's unauthorized mobilization of elders to carry out the assassination, but now they only felt admiration.

Loyalty is beyond words!

This is the seed of the Haotian Sect!

"Nonsense!"

Tang Wei's face was stern, but his tone revealed relief. "My Haotian Sect has stood tall on the continent for many years. If something were to happen to us, would we need to hand over a child like you to take the blame? Wouldn't that make us a laughingstock to the world?"

"do not worry."