Chapter 276: Qian Renchuan Pursues Tang Hao and Tang San
Tang Hao, having been severely wounded by Qian Renchuan's spiritual power, had lost the ability to maintain his Killing God Domain. Meanwhile, a yellowish-brown glow once again flared on Qian Renchuan's right arm.
This was the Titan Right Arm Spirit Bone skill: Gravity Quagmire.
Centered on Qian Renchuan, a brownish domain-like ripple spread outward. Within the area of this brownish ripple, gravity rose tenfold!
An increase of ten times gravity might not sound like much, yet it was also not insignificant. For someone like Tang Hao, who wielded the blunt Clear Sky Hammer, it was a soul skill that completely restrained him.
In an instant, Tang Hao felt the weight of his Clear Sky Hammer multiply by ten. He could no longer lift the now-terrifyingly heavy weapon. If his Killing God Domain were still at full strength, he could have resisted the Gravity Quagmire. But that earlier Violet Extreme Divine Light had injured his spiritual power, and now he couldn't wield the Killing God Domain as viciously as before. He had no choice but to shrink the Clear Sky Hammer to its normal size.
At that moment, Qian Renchuan darted forward at high speed. From his back sprouted eight four-meter-long blue-gold spider legs—eight spider spears. In his hand, he carried the Tang Sect hidden weapons he had seized from Tang San's Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges.
This kid has far too many spirit bones!
Tang Hao had believed that, in the Slaughter City, with his Killing God Domain and the ability to use spirit skills, he had Qian Renchuan cornered. Instead, Qian Renchuan kept revealing one spirit bone skill after another, leaving Tang Hao in disarray. There was a top-tier defensive Invincible Golden Body, the Titan Firmament Cannon capable of rivaling Title Douluo-level attacks, and spiritual power surpassing even his own. Now, there was the Gravity Quagmire, which entirely crippled the Clear Sky Hammer. It all left him firmly restrained.
"This won't work. My spiritual power is hurt, the Killing God Domain is drastically weakened, and that bastard has taken Tang San's hidden weapons and also has those soul bone skills. My son is gravely injured behind me—every attack from him I'll have to intercept. If this keeps up, both of us might lose our lives.
"I can die…but Xiao San must survive!
"Qian Renchuan, take this!"
Tang Hao roared. His fifth spirit ring lit up beneath his feet, and a fierce, domineering aura burst from him. Qian Renchuan stopped, raising a glowing yellowish-brown right arm, preparing to clash head-on with Tang Hao.
But the skill in question turned out to be a buff. Tang Hao pivoted, hammer in one hand, Tang San slung over his other shoulder, and leaped onto the wall with a burst of soul power, using it to bounce away from the dead-end alley at maximum speed, fleeing as fast as he could.
Attack where the enemy must defend—Tang Hao's specialty.
Qian Renchuan froze for an instant. He'd planned on a long fight with Tang Hao, but after just two exchanges, Tang Hao fled.
The moment Tang Hao left the alley, the rear wall smashed open, blasted through by a Titan Firmament Cannon shot. Tang Hao never looked back, bolting away at top speed. Fragments of stone struck his shoulder and the head of Tang San, who lay draped across his back, reopening wounds and leaving a bump on Tang San's head.
"Tang Hao, you won't escape!"
Qian Renchuan dashed after him. The eight spider spears let him run along the rooftops of the Slaughter City, while his right hand shot out strips of Blue Silver Grass, launching leaves one after another.
The fallen ones of the Slaughter City watched this scene, hearing Qian Renchuan call out the name of the fleeing man with the huge Clear Sky Hammer: Tang Hao. Men older than fifty wore looks of astonishment.
Who didn't know Tang Hao? He had been one of the Slaughter City's Killing Gods—a man who dominated the moment he arrived, whose Clear Sky Hammer no one could withstand, and who cast a dark shadow over the entire Slaughter City for five years. He was hailed as the most terrifying Killing God in its history.
"The Hammer King? That can't be… That's the Hammer King, the Killing God? And the one chasing him is the Hell Spider Emperor?"
One after another, the fallen gasped. Hammer King was the title Tang Hao had once gone by here. Hell Spider Emperor, they recalled, referred to Bibi Dong when she had come to the Slaughter City wielding the Devour Soul Spider Emperor. So seeing Qian Renchuan use eight spider spears, they mistook him for Bibi Dong.
Only a Killing God would dare chase another Killing God in the Slaughter City.
"No, that seems… like the Shura King!"
At this exclamation, every fallen one's eyes nearly popped. They were stunned. Yes, the Shura King was strong—none in the Slaughter City denied that—but how could he compare to the Hammer King, a real Killing God with a Killing God Domain and unrestricted use of spirit skills?
Meanwhile, Tang Hao listened to the rumors swirling around him, feeling humiliated to the point of coughing blood. He, Tang Hao, couldn't even defeat the son of Qian Xunji. A monumental disgrace!
He began to wonder if Tang San's stories about "that other world" were even true. Was he truly invincible there, crushing Qian Xunji, smashing the Supreme Pontiff Hall, battering the old crocodile, and even defeating a godlike Bibi Dong without a single loss?
Tang Hao ran the Slaughter City in loops, while Qian Renchuan found it nearly impossible to land a finishing blow on father and son. He gradually stopped pursuing them so fiercely, instead taking advantage of the chase to kill some fallen ones and increase his own cultivation.
During this time, Qian Renchuan noticed that there seemed to be many more fallen than usual in the Slaughter City. Had something happened in the outside world?
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Across the Douluo Continent…
In a single night, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan—one of the top three sects, with two Title Douluo—was obliterated. Alongside them, over ninety thousand Heaven Dou Empire soldiers had died, including their "military god," Marshal Ge Long, the empire's great stabilizing force. The shockwaves from the battle nearly uprooted Heaven Dou City from ten thousand meters away.
News of it shook the entire continent. Unsurprisingly, the blame again landed on Spirit Hall. Spirit Hall immediately issued a statement claiming that the culprit was Bibi Dong of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, but few believed it. After all, aside from Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong, every survivor had died in Bibi Dong's clash with Bo Saixi.
As for those few thousand ordinary soldiers who survived, with the assault taking place late at night and Bibi Dong hovering high in the sky, cloaked in a purple-black aura from the Rakshasa God Spirit, unleashing a hundred-thousand-year spirit skill, how could they clearly see her face?
The Heaven Dou and Star Luo Empires adhered to their long-standing assumption: no single Title Douluo could fight off ten thousand troops alone. How could Bibi Dong by herself exterminate the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan plus ninety thousand Heaven Dou soldiers? Even if they'd lain still like pigs, she couldn't have slaughtered so many in one night.
Furthermore, hadn't Bibi Dong already died long ago in the clan's secret chambers? How could she still be alive? If even the Heaven Dou and Star Luo Empires didn't know she lived, how could Spirit Hall?
All these factors meant the filth was once again heaped onto Spirit Hall. The Heaven Dou Empire was furious, augmenting its border armies day and night, while the royal family cracked down on every local branch of Spirit Hall. The Star Luo Empire similarly took covert measures to suppress Spirit Hall within its borders.
"Your Holiness, Lady Yuehua believes that virtue will prevail in people's hearts. Justice will come to Spirit Hall in the end."
Tang Yuehua saw Qian Xunji leaning worriedly against his chair. She approached him, gently laying her slender hands on his shoulders to massage them.
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