Chapter 238: Hit and Run This is Supposed to Be the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?!
"Hmm?"
Just as Tang Hao was wildly chasing after him, Han Li had already covered some distance. However, upon sensing the enormous disturbance behind him, he curiously extended his spiritual sense only to discover that Tang Hao was recklessly unleashing his aura, pursuing him with clear intent.
A huge question mark popped up in Han Li's mind. What the hell is this guy up to? He had no interest in bothering Tang Hao, so why was Tang Hao now coming after him?
"Stop."
Just as Han Li was still puzzled, Tang Hao reappeared within his line of sight, his aura surging aggressively in an attempt to pressure him.
"Hmm?"
Han Li frowned slightly but effortlessly blocked the oppressive force in front of him. He looked at Tang Hao, curious to see what this so called Heaven Dominating Douluo was trying to do.
Seeing Han Li neutralize his pressure with such ease, Tang Hao's eyes flickered slightly but he didn't abandon his plan. The pressure he had just released could be resisted by any Spirit Sage (Soul Saint, Rank 70+), so this didn't mean much yet.
"Let me ask you something, kid. Did you just come out of that poisonous mist?"
Tang Hao stared at Han Li's expression, trying to confirm his suspicions.
Ohhh, so that's what this is about.
Han Li suddenly understood.
After their adjustments, the poison formation around the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well was now completely sealed, even blocking aerial entry. Naturally, Tang Hao couldn't get in. Even if he somehow did, the formation's rules would guide him right back out.
So, after encountering the poison mist, he must have judged from my route that I came from inside?
His instincts were sharp, Han Li had to admit but he picked the wrong target.
Han Li looked up at Tang Hao, the corners of his lips curling slightly. "So what if I did? So what if I didn't?"
Upon hearing this, Tang Hao's face lit up with joy. So it's true! This kid really could enter the poison mist his guess had been correct!
"It's simple. Come with me. I need you to lead me inside to find something."
Tang Hao spoke as if it was the most natural thing in the world. At the same time, his aura surged even further, emphasizing his overwhelming strength to force Han Li into obedience.
"Heh."
Then, Tang Hao heard Han Li let out an open, unrestrained sneer.
"Listen up, you black robed beggar, I suggest you get your head checked. Do you really think I'll listen to you just because you said so? Based on what? Your ragged clothes? Or the fact that you don't bathe?"
Han Li mocked him mercilessly.
He genuinely couldn't hold back. This was too absurd! This man didn't even bother figuring out who he was before issuing a blatant threat. What an impressive level of arrogance and what a tiny brain.
Tang Hao, however, remained unfazed.
As long as he could confirm that this brat could enter the poison mist, nothing else mattered. No matter his background, he would be disposed of after serving his purpose.
Let him run his mouth for now it wouldn't matter soon.
Beneath his black robe, Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer appeared in his right hand, and nine radiant spirit rings rose above him.
The final blood red ring was especially striking.
"Does this answer your question?"
Tang Hao's voice was calm, exuding absolute confidence.
"Of course, I have a question."
Han Li smirked mockingly, pretending to look furious as he summoned a crystal clear, ice cold spirit pagoda in his right hand.
Tang Hao's expression froze.
This is not what was supposed to happen.
And how did this brat recognize my hammer immediately, when it was still hidden under my robe?!
Wait… what did he just call me?
"Rat Douluo"…?
Hold on why does he sound like he has a personal grudge against me?!
Tang Hao was sure he had never seen this young man before.
Yet his hostility toward the Clear Sky Clan was overwhelming.
There's something seriously wrong here.
Before Tang Hao could fully process this bizarre situation, Han Li had already launched his attack.
"The Seven Treasures shine with Glazed Light First, Retreat!"
Tang Hao saw Han Li's cold, glowing Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda rotate slightly, and suddenly, his first spirit ring activated.
In an instant, a half meter thick ring of frost surged outward from Han Li's position, rapidly sweeping toward him.
What the ?!
This is supposed to be the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?!
And this is only his first spirit skill?!
The thought had barely surfaced before Tang Hao instinctively swung his hammer, smashing through the ice ring.
Even so, the surrounding vegetation was instantly frozen and sliced apart, emitting a chilling mist.
Before Tang Hao could fully react
"The Seven Treasures shine with Glazed Light Second, Attack!"
The next second, a ghostly voice rang out again. Tang Hao watched as the young man before him tossed the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda into the air.
Then, as his second spirit ring shone, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda rapidly expanded, towering like an arrow tower on a fortress. In an instant, countless ice like spires formed and shot toward him with deadly speed.
But that wasn't all.
As Tang Hao observed in shock, the young man spoke again.
"The Seven Treasures shine with Glazed Light Third, Divide! Fourth, Suppress!"
Two more spirit rings lit up. The massive pagoda trembled slightly before splitting into seven identical copies.
Three of them continued their relentless barrage, raining down icicle like projectiles in a steady, unending stream. Meanwhile, the remaining four plummeted directly toward Tang Hao's position, threatening to crush him.
Tang Hao felt his rage building.
This kid was breaking all the rules!
Does he not know that I only have melee skills?! Why the hell is he fighting me from a distance?!
Moreover, Tang Hao realized another problem the loathsome trait of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
Whenever it absorbed new spirit rings, its enhancement effect increased in percentage. That meant that these attacks weren't just getting stronger on their own this brat's spirit power was multiplying their force even further!
Otherwise, even if it had mutated into an offensive pagoda, there's no way the first few skills should have this much power.
But there was no time to complain. He was still under attack.
The Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique whirled even faster as Tang Hao tried to break through, but the falling ice pagodas kept forcing him back.
Han Li, meanwhile, watched with a delighted grin.
How's my imitation of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda? Pretty convincing, right?
He had deliberately restrained the ice attribute's full power to make it seem more reasonable. And so far, it was working perfectly.
After all, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan would definitely take the blame for this.
A series of explosions erupted. One after another, the small ice pagodas were shattered beneath Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer, scattering icy debris across the ground.
Finally, Tang Hao had enough breathing room to look toward Han Li with an unreadable expression.
Han Li's smile faded, replaced by a dark and brooding glare.
It was as if he was waiting for another opportunity to strike.
At last, Tang Hao cleared away the remaining attacks, and the icy Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda returned to Han Li's grasp.
Taking a deep breath, Tang Hao surveyed the battlefield now covered in frost and shattered ice before looking back at Han Li and asking the question that had been on his mind the entire time.
"Do I have a grudge against you?"
"Hahahaha!"
The "Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan disciple" Han Li looked at him with disbelief before bursting into wild laughter, as if Tang Hao had just told the funniest joke in the world.
"Tang Hao, you dare to ask that? You don't think this is disgraceful?"
"Because of you, the Upper Three Sects have been oppressed by the Spirit Hall for years!"
"And your Clear Sky Clan? After causing all that trouble, you ran away to hide like cowards!
Do you have any idea how much my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan has lost because of you?!"
"My parents died in battle against the Spirit Hall a battle that you started. Of course, they were weak, so you wouldn't remember them. But I do. Our clan master does.
And every disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan remembers.
Compared to the Spirit Hall, we hate the Clear Sky Clan even more."
Han Li's voice was filled with eerie, murderous resentment.
Tang Hao was momentarily stunned.
Then his anger flared.
As expected, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan couldn't be trusted!
Instead of blaming the Spirit Hall, they blamed his Clear Sky Clan!
He was a victim too!
What's worse, if not for this "coincidental encounter," he wouldn't even have known that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan had secretly cultivated such power.
A Spirit Saint (Rank 70+) was fighting at the level of a normal Spirit Douluo (Rank 80+).
What were they planning?
They even harbored such deep hatred for the Clear Sky Clan!
Was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan planning something bigger?
And just now, this kid had traveled from the direction of the poisonous mist.
Could they be hiding their forces there?
And what about the suspected Titled Douluo level figure and the mysterious sacrifice ritual he had detected months ago?
Could that also be related to them?!
Tang Hao's urge to capture this "Seven Treasure Glazed Tile disciple" intensified.
Everything for the Clear Sky Clan!
Cold killing intent flickered in his eyes as he prepared to charge forward
Only to see that the other party was even faster.
"The Seven Treasures shine with Glazed Light Fifth, Explode!"
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda spun again.
Tang Hao's instincts screamed danger.
He glanced down and his face darkened.
The ice shards he had shattered earlier were floating up, drawn toward him.
"Tang Hao, feel the wrath of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan!
I won't fight you today I am not yet your match.
But remember this name Ning Que.
One day, I will take your head to honor the fallen warriors of my clan!"
"The Seven Treasures shine with Glazed Light Sixth, Speed!"
Through the gaps in the rising ice storm, Tang Hao barely caught a glimpse of "Ning Que."
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda tilted downward as he stepped onto it then shot into the sky, speeding toward the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan's direction.
Tang Hao had no time to think.
The ice shards were already surrounding him.
All he could do was brace himself and swing his hammer furiously to defend against the coming blast.
Two seconds later
A thunderous explosion echoed through the forest.
A pure white plume of energy rose high into the air.
For a long while, the battlefield remained eerily silent.
Then
A ragged figure, his clothes reduced to mere scraps, emerged from the rubble, pushing away the dirt.
Tang Hao staggered to his feet, his face grim.
He spat out a mouthful of blood and clenched his fists.
His voice, hoarse yet filled with fury, rang through the devastated forest
"Well played, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan.
Well played, Ning Que.
I, Tang Hao, will remember this!"
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