The current Ah Yin can easily deal with Tang Hao, who is only at the level of a Soul Douluo, and whose ring-exploding technique is ineffective, and who is also physically and mentally exhausted, his body depleted by wine and women, and who is still recovering from serious injuries.
Moreover, there was Dongfang Jing present. Six brilliant golden mirror blades appeared out of thin air, their sharpness flashing as they severed Tang Hao's tendons in his hands and feet.
"ah--!!!"
Tang Hao let out a shrill scream, and the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang".
He collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud, his blood staining the ground red.
Dongfang Jing walked over and stepped on his head, stomping his filthy face into the mud.
"I originally intended to kill you outright."
Dongfang Jing looked down at him and said, "But I've thought about it, and that would be too easy on you."
"Furthermore, I am very interested in the Haotian Sect behind you."
"Since you love your sect so much, then use your life to lure them all out."
Tang Hao whimpered in the mud, trying to resist, but he couldn't even move a finger.
He could only watch helplessly as Dongfang Jing and A Yin stood together, looking like a perfect couple.
He, once the invincible Haotian Douluo, is now like a dead dog, trampled underfoot.
At this moment, Tang Hao finally understood what true despair meant.
...
The next morning.
A bombshell announcement, as if it had grown wings, spread throughout the entire Tiandou City in an instant.
The legendary Haotian Douluo Tang Hao, who had been missing for many years, has been captured!
And he will be publicly executed in Tiandou Square!
The news caused an uproar throughout Tiandou City.
Whether they were Soul Masters or ordinary people, everyone flocked to the Heavenly Dou Square, eager to see what this legendary figure looked like.
The square was packed with people, so crowded that it was impossible to move.
On the high execution platform stood a huge cross.
A naked man, covered in blood, with all four limbs broken, was tightly bound to the top.
That's Tang Hao.
At this point, he had long lost his former imposing manner.
He hung his head, his hair was disheveled, and his body was covered in bruises, making him look terrible.
Standing before the execution platform, Dongfang Jing, dressed in a neat and smart outfit, presented a stark contrast to him.
Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Prince Xue Xing, the representative of the Heaven Dou Royal Family, all rushed over upon hearing the news.
All eyes were on the boy.
Dongfang Jing cleared his throat, amplified his voice with his soul power, and said loudly:
"Everyone!"
"I've gathered everyone here today to announce something."
"The person standing behind me is none other than the infamous Haotian Douluo, Tang Hao!"
"Back then, for ulterior motives, he murdered Lord Qian Xunji, the former Pope of the Spirit Hall!"
"Over the years, he has been hiding and has not only failed to repent, but has become even more wicked and committed evil deeds everywhere! Dozens of members of the Spirit Hall have already met with misfortune!"
"Last night, I unexpectedly discovered that he was having fun at a brothel, and that due to his negligence, his own son was tragically killed!"
"Such disloyal, unjust, unkind, and unfilial scoundrels deserve to be killed by everyone!"
"Today, I will act on behalf of Heaven, avenge the former Pope, and eradicate this scoundrel from the Soul Master world!"
These words were highly inflammatory.
During Chihiro's time as pope, his rule was quite well-organized.
The common people below already had a favorable impression of the Spirit Hall, and when they heard that the former pope was killed by Tang Hao, they were immediately filled with indignation.
"Kill him! Kill him!"
"This kind of scum doesn't deserve to live!"
"Pah! So this is the Haotian Douluo? Disgusting!"
Rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs rained down on Tang Hao on the stage.
Tang Hao groggily opened his eyes, looking at the angry faces below and listening to the insults.
He wanted to yell, to argue back.
However, his vocal cords and meridians had been damaged, and he could only make a "woo-woo" sound.
He, the mighty Haotian Douluo, was humiliated to this extent by a bunch of ants!
Tang Hao was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.
Dongfang Jing thought the fire was almost done.
He turned around, and a golden mirror blade materialized in his hand.
"Tang Hao, go to hell and repent."
Without hesitation, without wasting words.
With a swift movement, the knife fell.
"Pfft!"
Blood splattered.
A huge human head rolled down and spun around on the platform a few times.
Tang Hao, die!
As the head rolled off the stage, the crowd erupted in cheers.
But in a corner of the crowd, a beautiful woman in a white cloak was tightly covering her mouth, trying not to cry out.
She is Tang Yuehua.
She came here specifically after hearing the news.
She initially held onto a sliver of hope, thinking it might just be a rumor.
But when she saw her second brother tied to the stage and his head chopped off like a chicken, her heart broke.
"Brother Hao...!!!"
She screamed shrilly in her heart.
At that moment, her hatred for the silver-haired young man on the stage reached its peak.
"Dongfang Jing... I will make you pay! The Haotian Sect will not let you get away with this!"
Tang Yuehua dared not linger. Taking advantage of the chaos in the crowd, she turned and left in tears.
And at the very front of the crowd.
Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe, looked at Dongfang Jing on the stage, who appeared incredibly sacred in the sunlight, but her eyes were somewhat unfocused.
In her current mindset, Tang Hao is her father's killer.
For so many years, the Spirit Hall has been unable to capture Tang Hao.
But today, this young man did it.
He not only captured Tang Hao, but also avenged her father and Qian Renxue in front of the whole world.
Looking at Dongfang Jing's cold profile, Qian Renxue felt her heart race and her cheeks flushed involuntarily.
"This man... is really charming."
...
On the other side.
Shrek Academy.
Several people gathered in the principal's office.
Dai Mubai and the others, who had packed their luggage and were preparing to go to Wuhun City with Yu Xiaogang, were all waiting for Tang San, who was late.
Just then, Flander hurriedly pushed open the door and walked in, holding a piece of intelligence in his hand.
"Xiao Gang! Something terrible has happened!"
Upon seeing this, Yu Xiaogang frowned, a strange sense of foreboding creeping into his heart.
He took the intelligence from Flanders.
That was news about Tang Hao's execution and Tang San's tragic death.
"Clatter".
The intelligence slipped from his grasp.
Yu Xiaogang slumped onto the sofa, his eyes lifeless, as if his soul had been ripped away.
"The mistress...is dead?"
"Haotian Douluo...is also dead?"
"It's over...it's all over..."
His hope, his theory, his only chance to prove himself, was completely gone.
Without the twin martial souls, what is Yu Xiaogang, this genius disciple?
He was still just that useless master who was ridiculed by everyone!
"Waaah! Xiaogang, calm down!" Liu Erlong cried sadly when she saw her lover like this.
Flander added, "Yes, Xiao Gang, you have to pull yourself together! You still have Mu Bai and Hong Jun!"
Yu Xiaogang raised his eyelids and glanced at the several teenagers who also looked grief-stricken upon learning of their companion's death.
A hint of disdain arose in my heart.
'How can these guys compare to a mistress?'
'Only mistresses, only mistresses can...'
...
That night, it was late and quiet.
When no one was paying attention, Yu Xiaogang left Shrek Academy alone.
On the carriage
Yu Xiaogang glanced back at the gradually shrinking Tiandou City and sighed inwardly.
'Forgive me, Flander, Erlong.'
'Even though the mistress is dead, I am still his teacher.'
'I can't just give up like this!'
A hint of madness flashed in Yu Xiaogang's eyes.
'Bibi Dong! She must still love me! If I go to her, she'll definitely help me!'
'I'll make her avenge me! I'll make the Spirit Hall destroy Dongfang Jing! Only they can do it!'
Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang shouted, "Driver! Hurry! Speed up! To Wuhun City!"
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