Chapter 109 Tang Chen is numb! The Haotian Sect is destroyed?! A sensation!
However, when that familiar and majestic mountain came into view, Tang Chen's heart sank.
There was no smoke from the chimneys.
There was no shouting.
There wasn't even a trace of life in them.
He was met only with deathly silence.
And... a pungent, lingering stench of blood rose into the sky.
Tang Chen's figure landed in front of the Haotian Sect's mountain gate.
The mountain gate is still there, but the plaque above it with the words "Haotian" engraved on it has been broken into several pieces and scattered on the ground.
He gradually entered the sect.
The sight before him made even this peerless Douluo, who was used to seeing mountains of corpses and seas of blood, lose his mind.
Corpses were everywhere in the training grounds and in front of the sect's main hall.
There were elders, disciples, men, women, the elderly, and children...
Every corpse was found in a gruesome state; almost none of them were intact.
Blood stained every inch of the land.
The Haotian Sect was wiped out.
Tang Chen clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, drawing blood, but he was completely unaware.
An uncontrollable rage raged within him.
He walked into the ruins of the main hall and saw several corpses that were still identifiable.
Those were several elders from the sect.
In the very center of the ruins, he saw a familiar figure.
That was his great-grandson, Tang Xiao, the current sect leader of the Haotian Sect.
Tang Xiao had a huge bloody hole in his chest, his eyes were wide open, and his face still showed the horror and resentment he felt before his death.
Tang Chen slowly squatted down, reached out his trembling hand, and closed Tang Xiao's unseeing eyes.
"Who is it...?"
"Who did this?!"
He roared to the sky, his voice shaking the heavens.
A terrifying killing intent emanated from him and spread wildly outwards.
The entire mountain trembled under his rage.
Just then, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a stone slab in the corner of the ruins that was not yet completely covered in blood.
On the stone slab, a line of words was carved with sword energy.
The handwriting is sharp and wields a domineering air of looking down on the world.
"The one who destroys Haotian is the Thousand Cypress Trees."
Qian Daobai?
Tang Chen read the name aloud, his eyes filled with confusion.
Is your surname Qian?
Are they from the Spirit Hall?
Are they descendants of Sendo-ryu?
No... I know that old guy Qian Daoliu. Even if he wanted to destroy my Haotian Sect, he would never use such a ruthless method of eliminating the root of the problem.
Moreover, I could sense that the person who left these words was very young.
"A young man?"
Tang Chen's anger burned even more fiercely.
A young man who appeared out of nowhere dared to wipe out my entire family!
The rage in his heart almost burned away all his reason.
He needs to find this person!
He wanted to use the cruelest methods in the world to make him wish he were dead!
"Xiao'er, don't worry."
Tang Chen stood up, his voice hoarse, yet filled with a hatred as powerful as a collapsing mountain or a tsunami.
"I, your ancestor, will avenge this blood feud for you and for the thousands of innocent souls of my Haotian Sect!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't linger. He transformed into a streak of blood-red light and soared into the sky. His powerful divine sense began to search the entire continent without reservation.
He needs to find that young man named Qian Daobai!
...
On the other side, a mountain peak hundreds of miles away from the Haotian Sect.
Qian Daobai and Qian Renxue stood side by side, gazing in the direction of Haotian Sect.
Even from such a distance, that overwhelming killing intent was still clearly perceptible.
"Master, he's out."
Qian Renxue spoke calmly.
"Um."
Qian Daobai responded calmly, his expression completely unwavering, as if the murderous aura that could change the very heavens and earth was nothing more than a gentle breeze.
"Let's go, it's time to meet this peerless Douluo from a hundred years ago."
He took a step, and his figure was already a hundred meters away.
Qian Renxue followed closely behind.
The two of them, unhurriedly, followed the source of the murderous aura and tracked it down.
Tang Chen, who was flying rapidly through the air, swept his divine sense frantically. Suddenly, his movements froze, and he stopped in mid-air.
He sensed two presences following him not far away.
One of them is powerful yet restrained, and unfathomable.
The other one, although he had also entered the realm of Title Douluo, was still far inferior to him.
Tang Chen slowly turned around, his gaze like lightning, shooting towards the empty sky behind him.
His hoarse voice contained boundless rage and murderous intent.
"You cowardly rat hiding your head and tail, come out!"
He had barely finished speaking.
The space ahead rippled slightly.
A figure in black appeared out of thin air and hovered silently in the air.
It is indeed the Thousand Cypress.
Qian Renxue's figure also appeared, standing behind him.
Tang Chen's gaze immediately locked onto Qian Daobai.
Very young.
This was his first impression.
But the other person's imposing and dignified demeanor, as well as his calm and unwavering eyes, made him feel a chill.
"What is your purpose in following me?"
Tang Chen asked in a deep voice, the Haotian Hammer in his hand already quietly appearing.
Qian Daobai looked at him indifferently and uttered two words.
"I'll kill you."
The sound wasn't loud, but it reached Tang Chen's ears clearly.
Tang Chen was taken aback at first, then burst into a deafening laugh.
"Hahaha...hahahaha!"
"Kill me?"
The laughter was filled with disdain and brutality.
"Ignorant brat, you are truly arrogant to the extreme!"
"You?"
He was too lazy to say anything more.
The best way to deal with such arrogant and ignorant fools is to crush them into dust with absolute force!
"die!"
Tang Chen roared angrily, without using any soul skills, he simply swung the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand and smashed it down on Qian Daobai's head!
This hammer blow, seemingly simple, contained all the power he possessed as a peak Douluo.
Before the hammer even arrived, the piercing wind from the hammer had already torn through the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound, as if it were going to smash a hole in the entire sky!
Despite this earth-shattering blow, Qian Daobai remained calm.
He slowly raised his right hand, and with a flash of golden light, the Demon-Slaying Sword was already in his hand.
"bite--!"
A clear and melodious sound rang out.
Qian Daobai casually swung his sword, and the blade of the Evil-Slaying Sword struck the surface of the Haotian Hammer precisely.
The anticipated cataclysmic collision did not occur.
Tang Chen felt a long and strange force coming from the hammer handle. His immense power, enough to split mountains and shatter rocks, was easily dissolved into nothingness, like a mud ox entering the sea.
The attack of the Haotian Hammer came to an abrupt halt.
Tang Chen's pupils suddenly contracted.
His maniacal laughter froze.
"You... blocked my first strike?"
His voice carried a hint of surprise.
"That's interesting."
"It seems you're not just a worthless bum who only spouts nonsense."
"However, you'll have to be prepared for what comes next!"
(End of chapter)