msmithbooks Chapter 313 Another shot? Tang Chuan is here too?
Chapter 313 Another shot? Tang Chuan is here too?
Chapter 313 Another Shot? Tang Chuan is Here Too?
Meanwhile, in Longxing City, at the residence of the Imperial Clan.
Outside the mansion, the atmosphere was as heavy as lead.
On the towering steps of the gatehouse, Tang Hao sat alone like a rock that had weathered many storms. His eyes were closed, his face was calm, and he seemed to blend into the cold stone steps beneath him. His tall body was slightly hunched, yet he possessed an aura of profound and majestic grandeur.
The enormous Haotian Hammer was casually placed beside him, its dark head gleaming with a cold, eerie light in the dim daylight.
Tang Hao simply sat there, like a silent yet insurmountable boundary, isolating the noise inside and outside the mansion, and silently exerting the final pressure.
Passersby all gave way to avoid it, their gazes filled with awe and curiosity.
This is the legendary Haotian Douluo.
Just sitting here, the entire street is filled with an invisible sense of heaviness.
At this moment, inside the mansion, in the spacious yet incredibly cramped council hall, the atmosphere was growing increasingly intense, like a volcano about to erupt.
The patriarchs of the four single-attribute clans gathered together, but it was far from a harmonious scene of old friends reuniting.
Titan, his face flushed, fists clenched so tightly they cracked, roared, "Old Goat! Old Rhinoceros! And Old White Bird! What are you all still hesitating about?!"
"You have witnessed our master's strength! The Clear Sky Sect has now reopened its gates and formed an alliance with the Heavenly Dou Empire. This is the perfect opportunity to restore our prestige and avenge our humiliation!"
"Our four clans were once united as one, are we just going to watch this opportunity slip away, continue fighting our own battles, and wait to be defeated one by one by the Spirit Hall?!"
Upon hearing this, Bai He nodded slightly. He was relatively calm, but a hint of excitement gleamed in his eyes. He said seriously, "What the old gorilla said is not without reason. Over the years, although our four clans have barely managed to establish themselves, we have always been weak and powerless, making it difficult to develop. The Clear Sky Sect is ultimately our root. Tang Hao... his personal visit has demonstrated both his sincerity and strength. If we can return to the sect and leverage its power to strengthen ourselves and fight against the Spirit Hall, it is indeed a bright path. Moreover, we are bound by blood ties, and old friendships are hard to forget."
After speaking, he looked at Yang Wudi, who had remained silent, and spoke with a tone of admonition.
Niu Gao of the Imperial Clan sat in the main seat, his expression the most complex and conflicted.
"Hey! Stop arguing! Old Goat, say something! The Crane and the Old Gorilla both want to go back, but I... I, Old Ox, will listen to you! Whatever you say, we'll do!"
As soon as he opened his mouth, he passed the buck to the patriarch of the Broken Clan.
He is also the most stubborn and crucial person among the four clans.
Yang Wudi, sitting upright in his chair with his back ramrod straight, merely snorted disdainfully upon hearing this, and said:
"A return? A restoration of prestige?"
"Titan, White Crane, I think you've forgotten the pain once the wound has healed! Or were you intimidated by Tang Hao's empty words and brute force?"
He suddenly stood up, his gaze sharp as a blade, sweeping over the three people present.
"Haven't we, the Broken Clan, had enough of being dogs for the Clear Sky Sect?!"
"They come when called, and leave when dismissed! They're brothers when useful, but expendable when in trouble! This is the kindness the Haotian Sect has shown us!"
As he spoke, he suddenly stepped forward, raised his hand and pointed outside, as if he could see through the wall to the sitting figure, and said in an extremely suppressed voice.
"Tang Hao is strong! He's the Haotian Douluo! But can his strength erase the blood shed by our Breaking Clan back then? Can it bring back my uncles and brothers who died at the hands of the Spirit Hall?!"
"Does he now represent the Haotian Sect? Does representing the Haotian Sect give him the right to summon us at will, and then threaten us with force or even exterminate our entire clan if we show the slightest reluctance?!"
"I, Yang Wudi, do not accept such a sect, such people! My Po clan would rather survive in the cracks, rather die standing, than go back to living on our knees! We will never again be their dogs, charging into battle and discarded at any time!"
"If you want to go back to being dogs, go yourselves!"
"My clan, the Broken Ones, will never return!"
The last four words.
He practically roared it out, his voice firm and unwavering, leaving no room for negotiation.
It was at this moment that...
"Squeak—"
The heavy hall door was slowly pushed open by a large hand.
The cold light from outside slanted in, outlining the silhouette of a tall, mountain-like figure.
Tang Hao had ended his meditation at some point. With heavy steps, he crossed the threshold and stepped into the hall filled with the smell of gunpowder.
He didn't look at the four people arguing heatedly, but walked straight to the center of the hall, his deep eyes slowly sweeping over Titan, White Crane, and Niu Gao.
The final image focuses on Yang Wudi, whose body is tense and whose eyes are cold.
At that moment, the arguing in the hall also stopped abruptly, as if someone had grabbed its throat.
All eyes were focused on the uninvited Haotian Douluo, who exuded supreme majesty. The air seemed to freeze instantly, becoming even heavier than outside the door.
Tang Hao's gaze remained calm and unwavering. After a moment of contemplation, he slowly spoke:
"Have you reached an agreement?"
"I won't make things difficult for you."
"Those who are willing to return to the Clear Sky Sect and fight alongside me against the Spirit Hall..."
At this point, he turned slightly to the side, making way for the person next to him, and looked in that direction as if it were a dividing line.
"Now, stand up straight."
This statement is like ice water thrown into boiling oil.
This instantly ignited Yang Wudi's already suppressed rage!
"Tang Hao—!!!"
A heart-wrenching roar erupted from deep within Yang Wudi's throat!
His eyes instantly turned blood red. The humiliation of being forced back, the scene of his clansmen dying tragically, and all the resentment and unwillingness that had accumulated over the past ten years erupted like a volcano at this moment!
What about weighing the pros and cons! What about the big picture and the future!
At this moment, Yang Wudi's heart was filled with only the most primal and direct anger and killing intent!
"Tang Hao, how dare you say it's not difficult?! How dare you ask us to stand over there?! I'll stand over your ancestors!!" As this angry shout fell, an even more fierce and resolute surge of soul power erupted from Yang Wudi's body!
"Soul-Shattering Spear!"
The dark Soul-Breaking Spear instantly appeared in Yang Wudi's hand. The spear hummed, and its eight soul rings shone brightly. In particular, the black eighth soul ring exuded a chilling killing intent!
Without any warning, without the slightest hesitation!
The next second, Yang Wudi merged with his spear, transforming into a black lightning bolt that tore through the air. With a fierce, do-or-die aura, he concentrated all his cultivation and hatred into this one spear, and then ruthlessly stabbed it toward Tang Hao's heart!
This shot was even more ruthless and merciless than the previous surprise attack!
It's a fight to the death, a fight to the last man!
Wherever the spear tip passed, the air was torn apart with a sharp explosion, and the fierce spear intent even caused fine cracks to appear on one side of the hall wall!
He wanted to show Tang Hao, this arrogant man who looked down on them like dirt, just how tough the bones of the Broken Clan really were! Even in death, he would make sure Tang Hao was covered in blood!
At that very moment, high in the sky above Longxing City.
A streak of crimson light.
It is sweeping across the clouds at an astonishing speed, and its trajectory happens to pass right by this important northern city.
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