Sunset Forest
Tang Hao's Slaughter God Domain clashed fiercely with Qian Renxue's Angel Domain. The blood-red light and golden radiance intertwined, creating a chaotic battlefield. The surrounding trees and rocks were obliterated under the immense pressure of the two domains.
Tang Hao, despite his injuries, fought with unparalleled ferocity. His Clear Sky Hammer swung with devastating force, each strike carrying the weight of mountains. Qian Jun and Jiang Mo, the two elder Title Douluos, were forced to retreat momentarily under the onslaught. She Mao and Ci Tun, though skilled, found it difficult to keep up with Tang Hao's relentless attacks.
However, the four Title Douluos were not to be underestimated. Qian Jun and Jiang Mo, in particular, were veterans of countless battles. They quickly adapted to Tang Hao's rhythm, countering his strikes with precision and coordination. She Mao and Ci Tun, though less powerful, provided crucial support, keeping Tang Hao from focusing entirely on the two elders.
Qian Renxue, standing at a safe distance, watched the battle with cold determination. Her Six-Winged Angel martial soul radiated a holy light, suppressing the bloodlust emanating from Tang Hao's Slaughter God Domain. She knew that Tang Hao was a formidable opponent, but she also knew that his injuries and exhaustion would eventually catch up to him.
"Tang Hao, your time is up," Qian Renxue declared, her voice echoing across the battlefield. "You cannot escape justice for your crimes."
Tang Hao laughed bitterly, his eyes filled with defiance. "Justice? What do you know of justice, little girl? Your Spirit Hall is nothing but a den of hypocrites and tyrants. I may fall today, but my legacy will live on. My son will avenge me!"
As he spoke, Tang Hao's movements became even more frenzied. He knew he was fighting a losing battle, but he was determined to take as many of his enemies with him as possible. His Clear Sky Hammer smashed into the ground, creating shockwaves that sent She Mao and Ci Tun flying. Qian Jun and Jiang Mo, however, stood their ground, their combined strength barely holding back Tang Hao's assault.
But Tang Hao's body was reaching its limit. The injuries he had sustained over the years, combined with the strain of using the Slaughter God Domain, were taking their toll. Blood dripped from his wounds, and his breathing became labored. Yet, he refused to back down.
Qian Renxue saw her opportunity. She raised her hand, and a golden light gathered in her palm. "Angel's Judgment!" she shouted, unleashing a beam of holy energy toward Tang Hao.
Tang Hao roared, swinging his Clear Sky Hammer to deflect the attack. The impact sent him stumbling backward, but he quickly regained his footing. However, the momentary distraction was all Qian Jun and Jiang Mo needed. They lunged forward, their attacks synchronized, and struck Tang Hao simultaneously.
The force of the blows sent Tang Hao crashing to the ground. His Clear Sky Hammer slipped from his grasp, and blood pooled beneath him. He struggled to rise, but his body refused to obey. The four Title Douluos surrounded him, their weapons poised to deliver the final blow.
Qian Renxue approached, her expression cold and unyielding. "Tang Hao, your reign of terror ends here. For the crimes you've committed against the Spirit Hall and the continent, you will face judgment."
Tang Hao coughed up blood, but his eyes still burned with defiance. "Do your worst, girl. I'll see you in hell."
With a final, decisive strike, Qian Jun's spear pierced Tang Hao's heart. The once-mighty Haotian Douluo let out a final, guttural roar before his body went still. The Slaughter God Domain dissipated, and the battlefield fell silent.
Qian Renxue stood over Tang Hao's lifeless body, her expression unreadable. She had avenged her father, but the victory felt hollow. The cost of this battle had been high, and the scars it left would not easily heal.
"Search the area," she ordered the red-robed and black-robed bishops. "Find Tang San. He must not escape."
The bishops nodded and immediately spread out, combing the forest for any sign of Tang San. Meanwhile, Qian Jun and Jiang Mo approached Qian Renxue.
"Young Master," Qian Jun said, his voice respectful but tinged with concern. "What are your orders now?"
Qian Renxue took a deep breath, her mind racing. "We return to the Spirit Hall. Tang Hao's death will send shockwaves through the continent. We must be prepared for the fallout."
As the group prepared to leave, Qian Renxue cast one last glance at Tang Hao's body. Despite everything, she couldn't help but feel a pang of respect for the man who had defied the Spirit Hall for so long. But respect would not change the fact that he was an enemy, and enemies had to be eliminated.
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Meanwhile, in the depths of Sunset Forest
Tang San ran as fast as his legs could carry him. His heart pounded in his chest, and his mind raced with fear and anger. He had seen his father fall, and he knew that his own life was in grave danger.
"I can't die here," Tang San muttered to himself. "I have to survive. I have to get stronger. I'll make them pay for what they've done."
As he ran, he could hear the sounds of pursuit behind him. The red-robed and black-robed bishops were closing in, and Tang San knew he couldn't outrun them forever. Desperation fueled his steps as he searched for a way to escape.
Suddenly, he spotted a hidden cave entrance obscured by thick foliage. Without hesitation, he dove inside, hoping to lose his pursuers in the darkness. The cave was narrow and damp, but Tang San pressed on, driven by sheer willpower.
As he ventured deeper, he felt a strange energy emanating from within the cave. It was faint but unmistakable—a powerful aura that sent shivers down his spine.
"What is this place?" Tang San wondered aloud.
Unbeknownst to him, he had stumbled upon an ancient and forgotten sanctuary, one that would change his fate forever.
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Back at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well
Chen Yuan stood at the edge of the well, his eyes closed as he focused on the distant battle. The intense killing intent had faded, replaced by an eerie calm.
"Tang Hao is dead," Chen Yuan murmured, a faint smile playing on his lips. "The continent will never be the same."
He turned to his companions, who had gathered behind him. "Prepare yourselves. The balance of power has shifted, and we must be ready for what comes next."
As the group nodded in agreement, Chen Yuan's mind raced with plans and strategies. The death of Tang Hao was just the beginning. The true battle for the future of the continent was about to begin.
(End of Chapter)
Word Count : 1,131
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