Chapter 18: Continental Changes, Tang Hao's Death Battle Against Three Titled Douluo
"You scared the life out of me just now, Xiao Wang, you really are..."
On the way to the Nuoding City Spirit Hall, Su Yuntao patted the guard of the Spirit Hall with annoyance.
Xiao Wang laughed awkwardly, not expecting to have caused such a big misunderstanding. After all, it was his first time working for the Hall Master, and in his excitement, he just wanted to finish quickly, not realizing that his gasping notification had such huge ambiguity.
"Did the Hall Master say why he called us over?"
The young man shook his head, indicating he didn't know either.
Soon, the Nuoding City Spirit Hall came into view. At the entrance, a young girl of about eighteen was looking around, and upon seeing Tang San and his group from afar, she hurriedly waved.
"Big Brother, is Sister Sisi looking for you?" Tang San playfully nudged Su Yuntao beside him, his words full of teasing.
Su Yuntao felt a bit embarrassed, but still stiffened his neck and said, "Troublesome woman." His mouth was tough, but his actions were quite honest—he was the first to leave the small group, unable to help but quicken his pace to meet the girl running towards them.
Tang San remained unhurried, walking for another two minutes before arriving at the Spirit Hall. At this moment, Brother Tao had clearly finished his flirting, his face calm as if nothing had happened just now.
"Little brother, Dad is looking for us."
Facing his big brother's intention to brush things off, Tang San didn't point it out, just nodded and followed him upstairs.
In the room on the top floor of the Nuoding City Spirit Hall, just as they pushed open the door, they saw Ma Xiunuo with white hair and a white beard exiting. He nodded kindly at the two of them and then walked downstairs.
"Shan Zi, Yuntao, come in."
Su Haichao's loud voice came from the room. Tang San breathed a sigh of relief, finally setting his heart at ease.
Pushing open the door, he saw Su Haichao sitting sternly in his seat, his fingers tapping the table continuously, clearly very anxious.
"Dad, what happened?" Seeing Su Haichao clearly looking out of sorts, Tang San couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
"A few days ago, a major event occurred on the continent. A battle between top experts broke out, so much so that the entire situation of Spirit Hall is likely to change."
A few days ago, a simple yet exquisite wooden house, humble yet reassuring. Sounds of painful groans kept coming from the room.
Outside the house, a burly middle-aged man with muscles like granite and a resolute face paced anxiously at the door. Sometimes he wanted to rush into the room, but in the end, he forcibly suppressed his recklessness.
"Ah Yin, please don't let anything happen." Tang Hao was full of worry.
Even though he knew his wife's cultivation was not weak, and she was a Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Beast in human form with an incredibly strong physique, how could he not be concerned about the birth of their child?
Following a hysterical scream, the room returned to silence. Tang Hao panicked, just wanting to break through the door, but ultimately held back.
He clearly felt that the life force in the room had not diminished; on the contrary, there was one more, obviously both mother and child were safe.
After another period of time, the door opened, and a group of midwives specially invited filed out. The leading old woman walked up to Tang Hao, holding a wrinkled baby in her arms.
"Congratulations, mother and child are safe. You have a noble Young Master."
Tang Hao just glanced at the baby, nodded symbolically, and then broke directly into the room. Facing such a "strange" situation, the old woman looked indifferent.
She had seen many such cases. "Parents are true love, children are accidents" was considered normal. She had seen even more outrageous ones, where even the parents were accidents, abandoning the children directly.
Inside the room, a woman was pale, her eyes full of exhaustion, yet she could not hide her peerless beauty and the vibrant vitality emanating from her bones. Tang Hao nervously held her jade hand, his eyes full of concern.
"Ah Yin, are you okay?"
The woman barely managed a smile: "Brother Hao, bring the child over and let me see."
Tang Hao hurried to nod, rushed out of the house to take the child from the midwife, and after hearing the instructions, gave them a hush-money fee and let them leave. Returning to the room, he carefully placed the child in the woman's arms: "Ah Yin, look, this is our son."
"He looks wrinkled." The woman said this, but her actions were full of maternal love, gently pressing her delicate cheek against the baby's skin.
Meanwhile, above the God Realm.
A blood-red light curtain reflected the scene happening on the Douluo Continent. The figure shrouded in a blood-colored robe touched his chin and let out a triumphant laugh: "The Child of Destiny has descended, the good show is about to begin."
As the words fell, the Asura God did not continue to watch. With his ability as a God King, the subsequent development was basically already under his control, no need to pay more attention.
Elsewhere, inside the Sea God Hall. Sea God Poseidon looked thoughtfully at the birth of the baby, a trace of cunning appearing on his face: "Asura, I didn't expect you to secretly allow someone to Transmigration in order to cultivate a successor. What a calculation. But since you've created such a good seedling, then I won't be polite."
As he spoke, Sea God Poseidon manipulated the inheritance token located in the Heaven Dou Empire to make some modifications, then nodded with satisfaction and similarly closed the light curtain watching the Lower Realm.
Not long after reuniting with his wife and child, Tang Hao's expression changed slightly, and he stood up abruptly.
"Brother Hao, what's wrong?" Looking at his wife's worried expression, Tang Hao waved his hand: "It's nothing, it should be an old friend visiting."
He urged: "Ah Yin, you rest well, I'll be right back."
After speaking, he turned, pushed open the door, closed it gently, and strode towards the distance.
"Tang Hao, come out!"
The indifferent voice echoed in layers, resounding through the entire forest. Figures exuding powerful Auras appeared in every corner of the forest, gradually surrounding this area.
Tang Hao's body tensed, the pitch-black hammer in his hand absorbing all luster, its heavy essence twisting and tearing the surrounding air, and white patterns on the hammer body exuding a cold Aura. When he saw the three pairs of wings and nine spirit rings behind the leading man, his heart sank.
And the two figures following the man—one in white robes with a face so beautiful it was hard to distinguish gender, and the other hidden in the darkness like a ghost.
His heart sank completely to the bottom, and he asked in a deep voice: "I don't know what the Supreme Pontiff wants by coming here?"
Even though he had anticipated the worst possibility, Tang Hao still wanted to struggle.
"Hand over the Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Beast you've hidden, and you can get lost." Qian Xunji's words were condescending, his eyes full of disdain.
"That's impossible, that is my wife!" Tang Hao's rebuttal was resonant, and a determination to die was already burning in his eyes.
"Tang Hao, you better think clearly. We have three Titled Douluo here. You, a mere Spirit Douluo, dare to refuse?" The Titled Douluo whose gender was hard to distinguish spoke with a bewitching tone, but the words contained coldness and cruelty.
spirit rings flickered, and Tang Hao's actions explained everything. The pitch-black hammer suddenly enlarged, its volume expanding tenfold in the blink of an eye. His body erupted with vigorous power, carrying overwhelming wind pressure, and he smashed straight towards Qian Xunji in the air: "Supreme Pontiff brat! Pay with your life!"
"Useless struggle." Qian Xunji's face was full of indifference, but in order to end the battle quickly, he still used his means. His seventh spirit ring flickered, a huge angel figure appeared behind him, and he himself merged directly into it.
The hundred-meter-tall angel turned from virtual to real, standing on the battlefield like a towering angel statue.
Boom!
A huge collision sound rang out. The hammer struck the angel's palm without any bells and whistles. Layers of air waves exploded, trees were uprooted by the powerful shockwave and completely turned into fragments in the air.
Crackle!
The huge recoil was guided into the ground by Tang Hao, and cracks over ten meters long spread on the surface.
"Mayfly shaking the tree." A cold smile curled on the face of the angel statue. Light gathered in its hand, and the sun in the sky also projected brilliant radiance. A huge holy sword gradually took shape, its sharp luster cutting cracks on the ground.
"I declare, those who harbor Spirit Beast and betray humanity are guilty!" The majestic voice was like a real god, carrying the authority of judgment to judge evil.
Unparalleled suppression completely enveloped Tang Hao's whole body. He felt like he was carrying a mountain, unable to move an inch.
"Explode for me!"
Tang Hao let out a hysterical roar. The first four spirit rings on his body flickered simultaneously and then exploded suddenly. With a puff, a burst of blood mist exploded from his body, but at the same time, an unparalleled sense of power filled his whole body. The pitch-black giant hammer soared again, and wherever the hundred-meter hammer head passed, the air exploded, space twisted, and the spirit power between heaven and earth became chaotic.
"The two of you attack together and solve him as soon as possible! The others go in and search, don't let that Spirit Beast run away!" Facing Tang Hao's suddenly soaring power, Qian Xunji also felt the pressure. He no longer let Chrysanthemum Douluo and Gui Mei stand by, and immediately ordered.
"As you command, Supreme Pontiff!" The two answered in unison.
The next moment, a huge chrysanthemum rose from the ground. Petals circled Tang Hao's body, seemingly slow but actually fast, cutting towards his body; the sky suddenly dimmed, and ghostly figures appeared simultaneously, with thousands of cold ghost claws reaching out, wanting to drag Tang Hao into the boundless Hell.
"A broken flower and a little ghost, just the two of you, can't kill me!"
Accompanied by Tang Hao's mockery, the fifth spirit ring on his body exploded along with the previous four. Although his body was severely damaged again, more vigorous power poured into his body. The giant hammer expanded by another circle, and with an earth-shattering Aura, it swept towards the three Titled Douluo who were attacking!
The holy sword collided with the hammer, and the violent energy fluctuations raged in this area. If it weren't for the fact that the subordinates had already been sent out, I'm afraid no one other than Titled Douluo and Spirit Douluo could have survived this battlefield.
Facing the attacks of one Chrysanthemum and one Ghost, Tang Hao was fearless. Vigorous spirit power condensed on his fists, bombarding the fatal killing moves from the other two sides.
This was no longer a battle of ordinary Titled Douluo; it was a duel between a Divinity Spirit and the world's number one Tool Spirit combined with the Ring Explosion divine skill;
It was also a clash between the descendants of two super Douluo from the past.
PS: The protagonist is born, Tang Hao fights for his life. This novel's setting does not have a complete conspiracy theory about Tang Hao, meaning Tang Hao did not force Ah Yin to sacrifice, but he knows about Tang San's abnormality.