"Tang Hao, die and pay with your life for my son!"
A furious roar came from afar, followed by a dazzling golden light.
Boom! The mountain exploded, and dozens of boulders of various sizes rained down. Several crashed against the broad back of a tall, powerfully built man who was carrying two infants in his arms.
"Qian Daoliu! How can this be? He's really come to kill me! Could it be that Qian Xunji is truly dead? The injury I dealt him shouldn't have been fatal!" Tang Hao immediately tossed aside the bowl of rice porridge in his hand and started to run.
From within the blinding golden radiance, a middle-aged man emerged—three pairs of wings unfurled behind him, his face handsome yet cold, around forty years old, his eyes brimming with murderous intent and hatred. The sheer pressure radiating from his body made Tang Hao feel as if he couldn't breathe.
Qian Daoliu—one of the Three Peerless Douluo—was known alongside Tang Chen as one of the two greatest soul masters in the world.
Borrowing the terrain of the mountains to escape, Tang Hao focused every bit of his mental strength as he fled at full speed.
Another blade of light swept toward him. Tang Hao barely avoided it, but couldn't evade the falling boulders. With two babies in his arms, he couldn't summon his Clear Sky Hammer; all he could do was shield them with his own body. Blood spilled from his mouth.
"No… if this continues, I'll definitely die." Tang Hao looked down at the two frightened, crying boys in his arms, then toward the river at the base of the mountain. Pain filled his face—but after the pain came resolve.
"Forgive me, Ah Yin… forgive me, my sons."
He swung his right arm, releasing his Clear Sky Hammer martial soul. Nine spirit rings appeared—two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red. Tang Hao leapt high and shouted, "Qian Daoliu! I'm right here!"
"Tang Hao, for the sake of that damned spirit beast, you dared defy our Spirit Hall and even kill Qian Xunji!" Qian Daoliu's eyes burned red as he raised his sacred sword. His limitless aura surged, intent on killing Tang Hao in a single strike.
Tang Hao roared back in fury, "I don't care whether she's a spirit beast or not! All I know is—she's my wife! If Qian Xunji dared to harm her, he deserved to die!"
Qian Daoliu said nothing more—his sacred sword came slashing down.
Tang Hao glanced one last time at his sons drifting farther away, his eyes turning blood-red. "Slaughter God Domain—Palu Sumeru Expansion… Ninth Ring Detonation!"
All nine of his spirit rings shattered at once. Every bit of his soul power poured into the Clear Sky Hammer, which expanded to an enormous size, bathed in a blood-red glow. With one devastating strike, he swung it back toward the past.
This was Tang Hao's full-strength blow. He knew Qian Daoliu was a man who could fight his grandfather Tang Chen to a standstill. At his own level of 92, he couldn't withstand even a single move from Qian Daoliu under normal circumstances—so this was his only choice.
Bang! A massive mushroom cloud rose into the air. Qian Daoliu had not expected Tang Hao to go this far, nor did he think the hammer could unleash an attack on par with a Rank 99 Title Douluo's full strike. Momentarily caught off guard, Qian Daoliu was blasted back without using his full strength.
Tang Hao fared no better—his body wracked by the shockwave, blood gushed from his mouth as he was sent flying backward. He slammed into several mountain peaks before landing, then immediately bolted away without looking back.
Here's the full English translation of your provided passage, polished for smooth flow while keeping the tone consistent with a webnovel style:
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(Tang Hao's nine-ring detonation at Rank 97 approached the level of a god's strike. Thus, even at Rank 92, his nine-ring detonation could momentarily reach the power of a Rank 99 attack. Of course, there were still differences between the strong and the weak at that level—and above Rank 99 lay the realm of the demigod.)
(If readers find this hard to accept, just think of it as a face-saving measure for Tang Hao in the original novel. In this book, Tang Hao only gets two chances to act domineering—every other time, he'll be beaten down. I'll give you all a satisfying explanation later.)
On the other side, Qian Daoliu stepped out of the massive crater where he had landed. He appeared completely unscathed—and did not pursue. Several men in red Spirit Hall uniforms appeared and knelt beside him, asking nervously,
"Lord, should we continue to hunt down and kill Tang Hao?"
"There's no need," Qian Daoliu's calm voice replied, utterly devoid of emotion.
At that moment, a Soul Sage with a pair of golden eagle wings on his back flew in from the distance, carrying a baby in his arms—the very child Tang Hao had been forced to abandon.
The Golden Eagle Soul Sage spoke respectfully, "Lord, this is Tang Hao's son. Should we take him?"
The Soul Sage made a throat-slitting gesture.
Qian Daoliu's lips parted slowly, his eyes filled with complexity. "Bring him back. He's more valuable alive than dead."
"As you command."
During the flight back to Spirit Hall, the infant opened his eyes—and in those eyes was a clarity that proved he was no ordinary child.
Tang Hao. Qian Daoliu.
Three months later, I had come to realize the truth: my father was actually Tang Hao, and I had somehow transmigrated to the Douluo Continent. But for some reason, I couldn't recall my family from my past life.
After a while, thinking about where I now stood, I could only give a bitter laugh in my heart. My fate was… worrisome.
PS: In the original novel (Fang Hai's version), Qian Daoliu pursued Tang Hao, but Tang Hao escaped. Readers who still like Tang San can check chapters 45–80 of this book to truly see what Tang San is like from an outsider's perspective.
This is the author's first book, featuring two female leads—Qian Renxue and Gu Yuena. The protagonist will fully expose the true nature of the Tang family and proceed to trample on Tang San, crush Tang Hao, and humiliate Yu Xiaogang. The "Three Views" do not follow the "Five Views." Please support this story.