At that time, when Tang San sent divine craftsman Lou Gao and a large amount of precious metals to the Haotian Sect, he also left the recipe for the explosives there. He had already experimented and found that explosives could be made in this world. Therefore, divine craftsman Lou Gao not only wanted to make the Torrential Pear Blossom Needle, but also the strongest hidden weapon of the Tang Sect, the Buddha Fury Tang Lotus. This was a terrifying weapon that Tang San had researched with all his might in his previous world.
Comparatively speaking, the craftsmanship of making the Buddha Fury Tang Lotus was much harder than the Torrential Pear Blossom Needle because of the difficulty in mixing the explosives and casting the body. But, Tang San had the experience of making the Buddha Fury Tang Lotus. Therefore, the recipe he left for Lou Gao was much more precise, down to the smallest detail. Therefore, from Lou Gao's point of view, making the Torrential Pear Blossom Needle was a bit more difficult.
Five years had passed and Tang San couldn't be sure if Lou Gao could make these two peerless hidden weapons, but with his uncle's help, forging shouldn't be a problem.
The Haotian Sect was located three hundred miles east of Heaven Dou City. From far away, Tang San's family of four could already see the smoke rising from the small mountain village.
Even though Tang Hao had given Tang San a map of this place, that map was given to him by Tang San's aunt Tang Yue-Hua. He himself had never been here before. Looking at this broken down mountain village, a cold light flashed in Tang Hao's eyes.
Not long ago, the Haotian Sect was the world's number one sect, but now it had fallen to such a state, even having to use this broken down mountain village as a gateway. As the Haotian Sect's strongest Title Douluo, Tang Hao's current mood could be imagined.
However, his tightly clenched left fist was caught by a pair of soft hands. Tang Hao turned his head to see his wife looking at him tenderly. Ah Yin said: "Don't think too much, since you and your father have returned, the Haotian Sect will definitely regain its former glory."
Looking at his wife, the coldness on Tang Hao's face immediately softened quite a bit. He held Ayin's hand and nodded, "Don't worry, I'm fine. It's just that I've left the sect for so many years, and now that I've finally returned, I feel a bit disappointed and frustrated."
Tang San looked at his father's broken body and couldn't help but say, "Dad, if the Haotian Sect isn't willing to accept us, we'll just leave after we get your soul bone back."
Tang Hao's face stiffened, and he said in a deep voice, "Shut up. Little San, you must remember, no matter how the sect treats us, we are all part of the sect, the spirit we use is the sect's inherited Haotian Hammer, no matter when, you will always be a disciple of the Haotian Sect. "
Although Tang Hao only had one arm and one leg left, he was still as majestic as ever when he was angry.
"Yes." Tang San hastily agreed. However, in his heart, he didn't have a single favorable impression of the Haotian Sect. Looking at the mountain peak behind the mountain village, he thought to himself that if everything went smoothly it would be fine, but if those sect elders dared act against his father, then don't blame him for not showing mercy.
Just at this moment, Tang San suddenly saw his mother's gaze, and saw the support in her eyes.
In order to repay the sect, Tang Hao had cut off his own two limbs, and the Haotian Sect hadn't even given Tang Hao any support for many years. This not only made Ayin have no favorable impression of the Haotian Sect, she even felt intense loathing. Naturally she supported her son.
With his mother's support, San San immediately relaxed. No matter how stubborn his father was towards the sect, his mother's position in his heart was definitely even higher. At the crucial moment, his mother's words would definitely play a crucial role.
While talking, they had already reached the village entrance. In front of the village, several villagers immediately saw them. Even though Tang San had come here before, this village only consisted of disciples of the Haotian Sect, there weren't many people who had seen him. Seeing the four approaching, someone immediately came up to block them.
"Please leave, we don't welcome outsiders here." A villager said coldly.
Tang San frowned slightly, "Even the words are the same as last time, no creativity at all." While speaking, he directly released his Haotian Hammer.
Black light still hadn't appeared, but pressure like black clouds covering the sky already surged out from Tang San's left hand. The current Haotian Hammer wasn't that spirit ring-less Haotian Hammer from before. The enormous hammer looked even a bit more powerful than the black Seagod Trident, the size of the hammer head no less than twice as large as before, and the length of the handle also extended to close to two meters. The current Haotian Hammer no longer looked like a forging hammer, but rather a genuine warhammer.
The dark golden veined patterns on the black hammer circulated, especially the Deathgod Domain inscribed on it, giving it a layer of blood-red halo. The tyrannical killing intent hidden within the domineering aura spread out as if it was real.
One red, two black, three spirit rings neatly arranged on the Haotian Hammer, light contained, but brimming with an invisible oppressive force.
The villagers blocking the way simultaneously changed expressions, retreating in panic, only managing to steady themselves at the village entrance. Watching the Haotian Hammer in Tang San's hand, they were already shocked speechless.
Tang San calmly said: "Quickly report to the sect, say father and son Tang Hao and Tang San have returned with their families."
The villagers looked at each other, then hurriedly ran towards the village.
Right now, Tang Hao seemed to be thinking about something, his brows tightly furrowed. Ayin stood at his side with a calm expression, holding his arm, occasionally looking at her son. Each time she saw her tall and handsome son, her eyes couldn't help revealing a satisfied smile. With a son like this, what more could a husband ask for?
The Haotian Sect would always leave sect disciples in this small outpost. Because those villagers were too shocked by the Haotian Hammer in Tang San's hand, they even forgot to lead them into the village first. Not long after, a person walked out surrounded by the villagers.
This person was wearing familiar grey clothes, a familiar face. When Tang San first came to the Haotian Sect, it was him and Tang Long who came to greet him. Tang San still remembered that this third generation disciple who was a few years older than him was called Tang Yu.
Seeing Tang San, Tang Yu clearly heaved a sigh of relief, "It's really you! I thought those outer sect disciples were bluffing me. Hello, Tang San, welcome back. Why did I just hear them say that second uncle also came back with you? "
Tang San's eyes darkened. Tang Yu clearly saw his father, but he didn't recognize his crippled father. This couldn't help but increase his resentment towards the Haotian Sect. He said in a low voice, "My father is here."
As a disciple of the Haotian Sect, Tang Yu naturally wasn't an ordinary person. He immediately sensed the change in Tang San's eyes. His gaze turned and landed on Tang Hao. Even though he tried his best to control his emotions, when he saw that Tang Hao only had one arm and only one leg, he couldn't help but reveal a trace of shock. However, he could be considered smart and quickly reacted. He hurriedly took two steps forward and bowed, saying, "Junior Tang Yu greets second uncle."
Actually, Tang Hao wasn't ranked number two among the second generation disciples of the Haotian Sect. It was just that he and Tang Xiao were the legitimate sons of the previous sect leader. That was why the third generation disciples respectfully addressed him as second uncle.
Tang Hao waved his hand and said, "No need to be so courteous. I'm a sinner of the sect. As early as 20 years ago, I'm no longer considered a member of the Haotian Sect."
Tang San said in a low voice, "Big Brother Tang Yu, please lead the way. We want to go to the sect."
Hearing Tang San say so, Tang Yu immediately revealed a difficult expression. He smiled bitterly and said, "Brother, it's naturally not a problem for you to go to the sect. It's just that you also know that our sect is currently sealed and doesn't accept outsiders. Moreover, Second Uncle's identity is sensitive right now. Don't make things difficult for me."
Tang San said angrily, "What outsiders? My father is the son of the previous sect leader. His title is the Haotian. This is my mother and wife. How can there be outsiders? "
"This …" Tang Yu said awkwardly, "Tang San, I really can't make the decision on this. How about this? Follow me to the sect first and explain the situation to the sect leader and the elders. After that, invite Second Uncle and his family up the mountain?"
Tang San's heart skipped a beat. He looked at his mother and his expression suddenly became calm. He nodded at Tang Yu and said, "That's fine too. Then let's go now."
As he spoke, he walked in front of his father. "Dad, let's not make things difficult for him. He really can't make the decision. I'll go up the mountain with him first. I'll come down to pick you up later. Xiao Wu, wait for me here too."
Xiao Wu nodded obediently. Tang San was about to turn and leave, but just as he turned around, his shoulder was grabbed by a powerful big hand.
Tang San turned back to see his father staring at him with a burning gaze. Father and son's gazes met. In that instant, Tang San knew that his father had already understood his meaning. He couldn't help sighing inwardly. Sure enough, no one knew a son better than his father! He had already concealed it, but his father still saw through it.
Tang Hao looked deeply at Tang San, "Little San, pay attention to propriety. Go. We'll wait for you here. "
Tang San's gaze revealed a trace of astonishment. Even though his father was warning him, his words clearly contained a special meaning. He didn't completely oppose anything. From this, it could be seen that his father was also dissatisfied with the sect. Of course, it was also because his father was concerned about the sect and was anxious to return to the sect to pay respects to his grandfather.
Nodding to his father, Tang San then turned to follow Tang Yu.
Passing through the village, they arrived in front of a precipitous mountain wall. Tang Yu called out to Tang San, then soared into the air. Using depressions every ten meters on the mountain wall, they pulled themselves up to the summit.
Tang San smiled calmly. This time, he didn't advance in the same manner as last time. With a slight sway of his figure, he floated up, reaching the summit in a flash of light. His cultivation had reached the ninetieth rank, breaking through to the Titled Douluo realm. The effects of his ten year spirit bone abilities could also be completely displayed. The Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone's flight ability had already become a part of his body. With a thought, he could fly even faster than a bird with wings.
As Tang Yu climbed to the summit, he saw Tang San standing there waiting for him. He couldn't help rubbing his eyes. He hadn't the slightest idea how Tang San had climbed up.
"Let's speed up a bit, so father doesn't get impatient waiting." Tang San nodded to Tang Yu, raising his hand to grab his shoulder.
As a direct disciple of the Haotian Sect, Tang Yu naturally had extraordinary strength. He subconsciously pulled back, wanting to dodge. But who could have expected that Tang San's palm seemed to have a strange suction force. Tang Yu only felt his shoulder go numb, the spirit power condensing within his body unexpectedly already restrained. The next moment, he cried out in alarm, as if soaring into the clouds and riding the mist.
Tang San brought him flying. Tang Yu only felt the biting cold mountain wind constantly sweep past him, his ears even hearing a sharp whistling sound. But strangely, he didn't feel the slightest bit of cold wind blowing past him. On the contrary, he felt warm, as if he was immersed in warm water, indescribably comfortable.
Before Tang Yu could enjoy this feeling too much, his feet suddenly shook, and he was already on solid ground. At the same time, he also regained control of his body.
Tang San released his left hand grabbing his shoulder, smiling faintly: "Don't take offense, this way it'll be a bit faster."
Only then did Tang Yu discover that he had already returned to the Haotian Sect's main peak. From start to finish, only a few breaths of time had passed!
Shaking his head helplessly, Tang Yu's gaze at Tang San instantly changed a lot, "Tang San, you seem to be even scarier this time than last time. No, why do I feel like you've come with ill intentions! Don't have such emotions in front of the elders, the elders' tempers aren't too good. "
Tang San smiled calmly, saying: "Many thanks for the warning, I'll pay attention." He thought to himself, was my display very obvious? Even Tang Yu saw that I'd come with ill intentions? Only, whether it was good or not, still depended on the sect's decision.
Tang Yu looked at the ancient Seagod Trident in Tang San's right hand, "Come on, let's go over."
The fortress-like stone building once again appeared in front of Tang San. Seeing this scene, Tang San couldn't help drawing a deep breath. This time he had returned, there were many things to do. Forcefully suppressing the resentful emotions in his heart, he did his best to make his state of mind a bit more peaceful. He naturally also hoped that everything could be resolved in a peaceful manner. Like this, his father would also be more easily accepted by the sect. No matter how he looked at it, his father's feelings towards the sect were still so deep.
When the two youths guarding in front of the gate saw Tang San, they couldn't help revealing looks of amazement. They had both seen Tang San before. Back then, Tang San displayed invincible might in the Haotian Sect, defeating the seventh elder who only used 40% of his soulforce, leaving a deep impression on these youths. Even though Tang San and Tang Hu had always been the leaders of the third generation disciples, among these third and fourth generation disciples, Tang San was publicly acknowledged as the number one of the third generation.
Therefore, seeing Tang San, they didn't have the slightest intention of obstructing him, moving to one side with some admiration in their eyes.
Walking into the sect, Tang Yu said, "I'll bring you to the drawing room first to have a seat, then I'll immediately go inform the sect master."
Tang San nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll trouble you."
Tang Yu chuckled and said, "We're all brothers, what's there to be polite about? We all admire your strength very much! If there's a chance, give me some pointers. "
Tang San smiled faintly and didn't speak. Tang Yu brought him to the drawing room to take a seat and immediately turned to go report.
The drawing room was very large, enough to accommodate 50 people discussing business at the same time. At this time, Tang San's thoughts couldn't help but be immersed in the grudges between his father and the sect.
The incident back then was indeed his father who brought danger to the sect, but this also had to be looked at from what angle. Was his father wrong? What was wrong with protecting his wife? It was Martial Soul Palace who wanted to vent their anger on the Haotian Sect. Back then, Tang San once thought that it was his father who brought disaster to the sect, and also thought that his father was duty-bound. But these few years, experiencing so many things as well as coming into contact with Martial Soul Palace, he already understood that even without the incident back then, Soul Hall also wouldn't let the Haotian Sect off.
And at that time the sect chose to retreat rather than meet the attack. Indeed, Soul Hall was extremely powerful, but according to what the four single attribute clan chiefs said, back then the Haotian Sect was also at its peak! If at that time they could unite the Tyrannosaurus Family and the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School, Martial Soul Palace might not have dared act, and even if they did, the outcome wouldn't be worse than now.
Of the former three great sects, now one dead, one crippled, and one retired. The Haotian Sect was truly duty-bound. As the world's number one sect, they only retreated for the sake of their own sect's benefits, allowing Martial Soul Palace to grow even more unbridled, resulting in the Spirit Empire looking down on the Heaven Dou and Star Luo Empires today.
From this point of view, what did his father do wrong back then? Not only did the sect announce severing ties with his father, it even ended with retreat, and those elders even blamed him personally. Was it really his father's fault? Twenty-five years had passed, and his father had always lived in depression. In the end he even mutilated his body to repay the sect's kindness in nurturing him.
Thinking of this, Tang San couldn't help clenching his fists. His father wasn't wrong, the sect was wrong. This thought couldn't stop spreading in his mind.
Just as he was thinking, suddenly, a soft voice of surprise sounded, "It's you, you're back?"
Tang San raised his head to look. It was an acquaintance, one of the outstanding talents of the third generation disciples, Tang Hu, who was competing with Tang Long for the third generation chief disciple position. He was standing outside the door watching him.
After not seeing him for many years, Tang Hu's aura had become even more steady, truly like a fierce tiger with its imposing manner restrained. His every movement seemed extremely steady.
His gaze flickered, astonishment only flashing past, but in the depths of his eyes was clear hostility.
Tang San still remembered that cute daughter of his called Tiantian. After these years, the thirteen or fourteen year old girl back then should have grown into a young lady.
"Hello, big brother Tang Hu." Tang San stood up. Etiquette couldn't be abandoned, and Tang San still attached great importance to filial piety.
Tang Hu walked into the living room, saying: "When did you return?"
Tang San said: "Just arrived."
Tang Hu nodded, saying: "If there's a chance, let's exchange pointers."
Tang San didn't decline modestly, "Fine, I'll be looking forward to it at any time."
Tang Hu didn't say anything more. Just as he prepared to leave the living room, footsteps suddenly came from outside. Accompanied by Tang Yu and Tang Long, the Haotian Sect's current sect master Tang Xiao walked in. Seeing Tang Hu here, Tang Xiao couldn't help being a bit surprised. However, right now he didn't have time to pay attention to Tang Hu.
"Little San, you're finally back."
Tang San hurriedly stepped forward, kneeling on one knee, "Uncle, I've made you worry."
Tang Xiao pulled him up, pulling him up, "We're family, no need to be so polite. You've returned from Seagod Island?"
Hearing the three words Seagod Island, whether it was Tang Long or Tang Hu, their eyes both erupted with light. These two brothers looked at each other, their gazes colliding, not yielding in the slightest. Clearly, in these years, their competition still hadn't stopped.
Tang San naturally didn't need to hide anything from Tang Xiao. Back then it was Tang Xiao who guided him to Seagod Island, "Yes, I've just returned from Seagod Island. Uncle, why have you personally come, just summon me."
Tang Xiao laughed out loud, saying: "I'm happy that you're back. It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back."
Tang San asked: "Uncle, I came back this time in hopes of paying respects to grandfather. My father, he also came."
The originally smiling Tang Xiao heard Tang San's words and his expression immediately froze. He fiercely grabbed Tang San's shoulder, "What did you say? Brother Hao also came back? "
Tang Xiao's expression clearly grew excited, somewhat unable to control himself as he looked at Tang San. The rims of his eyes instantly reddened, his mood extremely unstable.
Tang San said: "Yes, uncle. Dad returned to the sect with me this time in hopes of paying respects to our ancestors and paying respects to grandfather."
Tang Xiao drew a deep breath, doing his best to suppress his emotions, "Little San, do you still remember the requirements the elders raised for you back then?"
Tang San nodded, saying: "Of course I remember. Three things. First, cultivating to rank eighty or higher, possessing Hun Douluo level strength. Second, obtaining a hundred thousand year spirit ring. Third, killing a Martial Soul Palace Title Douluo."
Tang Xiao said: "Then that means, you've already … …"
Tang San nodded once again, "Yes, uncle. My father is still waiting outside the mountain. Why don't you summon the elders now? You also know that dad crippled two of his limbs, I don't want him to wait too long."
Tang Xiao was somewhat stunned by the string of news Tang San brought, and Tang Long, Tang Hu, and Tang Yu to the side looked even more astonished at Tang San. From the meaning of Tang San's words, he clearly already possessed Hun Douluo level strength. How old was he? Twenty, or twenty six? He's already a Soul Douluo? This, how was this possible?
Tang Xiao sized up Tang San, astonished to discover that he actually couldn't somewhat see through this nephew of his. In a low voice he said: "Little San, this isn't child's play. You also know that what your father did back then had a great influence on the sect. He made a grave mistake, returning to the sect is child's play! Ten years haven't passed, are you sure you've completed those three requirements? How about I go with you to see your father first? "
Tang San's brows furrowed slightly, "Uncle, was it really my father's mistake back then? Even if it wasn't for that, don't tell me Martial Soul Palace would let our Haotian Sect off? "
Tang Xiao stared blankly, anger immediately rising in his eyes, "Little San, do you know what you're saying? Even if your father is my younger brother, I still can't shield him. If he hadn't killed the previous Pope of Martial Soul Palace back then, how could Martial Soul Palace so easily use force against us? This matter has long since been sealed in the coffin. The order to expel your father was your grandfather. This is a matter of great importance. You're only a third generation disciple, if you say so in front of the elders, perhaps even you … … "
Tang San drew a deep breath, looking at Tang Xiao: "I'm sorry, uncle, I was too impulsive. Only, I really have already accomplished the three things the elders agreed upon back then. I'll still trouble you to gather the elders. They promised that if I could accomplish these three things within ten years, not only would I be allowed to worship my grandfather, they would also allow my father to come back and worship him."
Relying on his Boundless level divine power, Tang San's mental ability was even above his uncle whose spirit power was probably already around rank ninety seven. He could deeply sense the excitement in his uncle's current mood, that was absolutely sincere.
Once, Tang San had also suspected his uncle. After all, the one who benefited the most from his father's expulsion from the sect was his uncle. Moreover, his uncle had also liked his mother back then, and there was the possibility that love had turned to hate. Even though he had taught him the Haotian Nine Absolutes, Tang San was still somewhat vigilant against Tang Xiao. Only, his opinion had changed after returning this time. A person's mood could be faked, his strength could be faked, his attitude could also be faked, but mental fluctuations couldn't be faked. Even though Tang San couldn't possibly see through Tang Xiao's heart, when he spoke, especially when he heard his father had returned, his mental fluctuations and mood completely fused together, that kind of emotion was extremely real.
That was a feeling of deep familial affection in pain. He saw his father, but also didn't really want his father to return to the sect and suffer the censure of the elders and sect disciples. Tang San could understand. It was also precisely because of this that his suspicions towards Tang Xiao were completely gone. The matter of his father had to be clearly explained in front of the sect elders.
Tang Xiao pondered for a moment before slowly nodding, "Since it's like this, then fine, Tang Long."
"Present." Tang Long hurriedly responded respectfully.
Tang Xiao said: "Pass on my sect leader's orders, gather the five elders in the drawing room to discuss matters."
"Yes." Tang Long responded, hurriedly turning to leave. Before he left, he even intentionally glanced at Tang San, that gaze carrying some admiration. Even though Tang Long still hadn't had time to speak to Tang San, he was still greatly shocked by the fact that Tang San had already reached rank eighty.
But, he believed that Tang San definitely wouldn't joke about such a matter.
Not long after, five elderly figures filed in, it was the five elders that Tang San had met before. The second elder walked at the very front, the seventh elder walked at the very back. When they saw Tang San, they all simultaneously revealed surprised expressions, looking at each other. Evidently, they had already guessed that the reason Tang Hao had called them to discuss matters was definitely related to Tang San.
The first four elders each walked to the front row of the drawing room and sat down. Only the seventh elder who had once fought with Tang San directly came before Tang San, sizing him up with a few glances and said: "You brat have returned, how is it? Those three things aren't easy right? You don't have many years left, you must work hard, don't lose face for our Haotian Sect. "
Just at this moment, Tang San said something earth-shattering, making the expressions of everyone in the Haotian Sect, including Tang Xiao, freeze simultaneously.
"Haotian Sect, do you still have any face?"
"What did you say?" The seventh elder closest to Tang San flew into a rage, a slap flying towards Tang San's face.
The Seagod Trident in Tang San's right hand moved slightly, just blocking the seventh elder's palm as it approached. With a muffled peng sound, Tang San didn't move a hair. The seventh elder's palm fell on the shaft of the halberd, jolted up. Fortunately he didn't use too much force, but even so, he still retreated several steps in succession to stabilize his body.
"Little San, what nonsense are you saying?" Tang Xiao reached Tang San in practically one step. Even though it looked like he had come to rebuke Tang San, he used his body to separate Tang San from the seventh elder.
By now, the other four elders had also looked over, with the second elder in the lead, glaring furiously at Tang San.
Tang San's expression was calm, speaking indifferently: "I'm not talking nonsense, I'm telling the truth. In the Soul Master world outside, how many people still know about our Haotian Sect? When the Haotian Sect is mentioned, what do they say? Only four words, cowards. Does the Haotian Sect still have any face? "
"Enough." Tang Xiao roared, slapping Tang San's face. This time, Tang San didn't dodge, nor did he circulate to resist, taking Tang Xiao's slap head-on.
However, Tang Xiao's slap only made his face crooked. Under the powerful weight of the Seagod Trident, Tang San wasn't sent flying. Moreover, Tang Xiao seemed furious, but he only used ten percent of his strength in this slap.
A wisp of blood flowed down the corner of Tang San's mouth. Tang San didn't wipe it, instead raising his left hand and extending three fingers, "Today, I've come here for three matters. The first is to prove to the elders that I've already completed the three conditions you raised back then. The second is to worship grandfather with my father. The third, and also the most important, is to prove to my father that what happened back then wasn't my father's fault. At the same time, I will also get back the two spirit bones my father deserves."
"Impudent." The good-natured second elder finally opened his mouth, a fierce and domineering aura suddenly blossoming from his body, completely suppressing Tang San. But to his astonishment, Tang San didn't seem to feel the slightest bit of pressure he released, still standing there.
"Tang San, where do you think this is? What qualifications do you have to speak to us like this? Old seven, seize him. Sect master, you've also seen his conduct, I want to first question him for the crime of disrespecting his elders. "
The seventh elder shouted explosively, black light surging, the Haotian Hammer suddenly released, about to attack. Tang Xiao hurriedly blocked in front of him, shouting: "Wait a moment."
Tang San didn't seem to appreciate it, laughing coldly, "Want to fight? Let's go outside. "While speaking, his toes touched the ground, the yellow trident in his hand flipped upside down, already leaving the drawing room.
Tang Xiao was inwardly anxious, "Little San, you … …" Before he finished speaking, the seventh elder behind him had already chased after him. Helplessly, Tang Xiao could only follow. The other four elders' eyes flickered with anger, following behind with large strides.
Tang San left the drawing room, and in a few leaps he was already out of the sect, reaching the flat area of the peak outside the main gate. The seventh elder was extremely fast, already catching up in the blink of an eye.
"Kid, did you take the wrong medicine today?" The seventh elder shouted angrily.
Tang San still had a somewhat favorable impression of this straightforward elder, but today he had to clear his father's name, and naturally wouldn't shrink back, saying in a low voice: "Seventh elder, I respect you as an elder, if you insist on fighting, don't blame junior for being impolite."
The seventh elder laughed in extreme anger, good kid, I see you've grown up. I want to see how you'll be impolite to me. "
Back when he lost to Tang San, even though he only used forty percent of his spirit power, in his heart he still wasn't satisfied. At that time Tang San was only a Spirit King, and the intense backlash from that previous slap on the Seagod Trident still made his palm ache. Burning with fury, he no longer held back, the Haotian Hammer in his hand smashing straight at Tang San's head with Overbearing And Unreasonable Imposing Manner.
Tang San also didn't release his spirit. Facing the seventh elder's Haotian Hammer, he retreated half a step, both hands gripping the Seagod Trident, using the shaft to meet it, shouting, "Open!"
The moment the hammer and halberd collided was the moment Xiaotian Douluo, Tang Xiao and the other four elders rushed out. Seeing the seventh elder with nine glittering rings smashing the Haotian Hammer with the weight of Mt. Tai crushing down on Tang San who hadn't released his spirit, Tang Xiao couldn't help turning pale with fright. But right now, even if he wanted to save him, it was already too late. He painfully closed his eyes. Facing this kind of attack from a Title Douluo, not even releasing his spirit, Tang Xiao couldn't think of a second result for Tang San.
Boom — —
A deafening explosion reverberated through the mountains, cries of alarm rising from behind Tang Xiao. Tang Xiao subconsciously opened his eyes, immediately stupefied by everything before him.
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