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"How dare you!!!"
Before Tang San could speak, Tang Hao, standing beside him, couldn't contain his anger and loudly rebuked Ye Wen.
"Ye Wen, do you know what level my son Tang San has reached now?! How dare you disrespect him like this!"
Ye Wen looked at Tang Hao with an odd expression as the latter continued to bark incessantly.
Isn't your son Tang San clearly the leader now? Why are you still going on about "my son, my son"?
Are you trying to elevate your own status and usurp power? Diagnosis complete—despite recovering physically, Tang Hao's brain remains in a state of intellectual disability.
However, the peculiar aura emanating from Tang Hao caused Ye Wen to take a closer look at this infamous father figure from the original storyline.
At this moment, Tang San stopped Tang Hao from continuing and spoke with a pained expression, as if caught in a difficult decision.
"Marshal Ye, are you really willing to aid the Spirit Hall in their tyranny? If possible, I truly don't want to kill you. After all, in my heart, you've always been a respected scholar."
Ye Wen watched Tang San's hypocritical display with great interest.
"Little Tang San, you're wrong to say that helping the Spirit Hall is aiding tyranny.
You can go see for yourself within the Holy Spirit Empire. The citizens there now live more prosperous lives than they did under the former Heaven Dou Empire. They've all received basic education.
In the future, they'll live even happier lives, free from war and hunger. Look at these soldiers—they were cultivated from the same impoverished villages where you grew up.
Now, by standing in my way and aiding the Star Luo Empire, you're the one truly perpetuating tyranny."
Tang San frowned as he looked at the army before him, finding it hard to believe that these people had come from such humble backgrounds.
But as the soon-to-be infamous dual-standard God King, Tang San remained unmoved and continued.
"Marshal Ye, you disappoint me deeply. You're trying to deceive me with such flowery words.
Since that's the case, I have no choice but to personally eliminate you pests and restore true peace to this continent."
Abandoning any last shred of hope, Tang San summoned his Asura Demon Sword and charged straight toward Ye Wen.
After all this talk, it still came down to brute force. Ye Wen sneered.
His side and the Hao Tian Sect had long been in a state of irreconcilable enmity. Even without other grievances, Ye Wen's earlier plan to annihilate the Hao Tian Sect had already placed them on opposing sides.
As long as Tang San wielded the martial soul of the Hao Tian Hammer, there was no possibility of reconciliation between them.
Watching Tang San approach at astonishing speed, neither Huo Rui nor anyone else made any move to protect Ye Wen, leaving Tang San slightly unsettled. But at this distance, he had no time to think further.
In just a few moments, Tang San had already raised the Asura Demon Sword, ready to strike down Ye Wen.
Ye Wen coldly observed Tang San, the so-called protagonist of the original story who was, in reality, an antagonist. At the moment Tang San arrived, Ye Wen completed a one-handed seal.
"A clash of our powers here would be too dangerous. Let's move the battlefield elsewhere.
Divine Technique—Spatial Teleportation—"
Before Tang San could react, both of them vanished from their original location.
This sudden disappearance left the people at Jialing Pass completely stunned. Where had their ace gone?
"Boy, where did you take my son!?" Tang Hao asked anxiously.
But the response he received was nothing but disdainful glances. Huo Rui turned to Dao Ba and said,
"He's yours, General Dao."
Dao Ba grinned ferociously and immediately summoned his martial soul along with his nine spirit rings without hesitation.
"Ring Fusion—Frenzied War God Body!!! Frenzied War Blade Technique—Thunderclap!!!"
The overwhelming killing intent and battle aura sent shivers down the spines of everyone on the Jialing Pass side.
Tang Xiao solemnly patted Tang Hao's shoulder and said,
"Hao Di, all we can do now is trust Little San.
That guy Dao Ba is no ordinary opponent. Even when I used the Great Sumeru Hammer yesterday, I couldn't defeat him. I estimate his overall strength to be at least mid-to-late Limit Douluo level. It will take both of us working together to have a chance of defeating him."
With no other choice, Tang Hao could only follow Tang Xiao's suggestion. However, Tang Hao remained arrogant in his pride.
So what if they took my son away? My son is a god—not someone you mortals can deal with using petty tricks.
Though detonating his spirit rings would leave him in a weakened state for three days, during which he couldn't use his spirit rings or skills, Tang San could still use the remaining faith energy to restore some of the Hao Tian Sect's combat power.
At this point, the battlefield's cannon fodder had lost all significance. The White Tiger Emperor signaled for the members of the Star Luo royal family to prepare for battle alongside him.
With over two thousand years of heritage, the Star Luo royal family's depth far surpassed the pampered fools of the Heaven Dou side.
This generation of the Star Luo royal family boasted six princes, each having reached the Spirit Douluo level. Their partners were all from the Netherworld Zhu family, with cultivation levels surpassing the Spirit Emperor rank.
When they combined their martial souls through the *Netherworld White Tiger* fusion technique, it forcibly elevated the quality of their martial souls. In their Netherworld White Tiger state, they could rival the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, the world's number-one beast-type martial soul, placing them among the ranks of super martial souls.
Thus, these six princes each possessed strength that met the threshold of Title Douluos.
"Charge—"
The White Tiger Emperor pulled his empress close, intending to unleash their martial soul fusion technique. However, a sharp pain struck his chest, and he stared at his empress in disbelief, unable to finish his words.
"Die."
Years of marriage hadn't fostered deep affection between the empress and the White Tiger Emperor.
After all, it's unrealistic to expect a woman to feel absolute goodwill toward a man with multiple wives and concubines.
Unless she's a hopeless romantic—never mind, forget I said that.
A similar scene unfolded among the other princes who were about to act. They too stared in disbelief as their wives, who had shared their lives day and night, plunged daggers into their bodies.
This shocking betrayal left the Hao Tian Sect side wide-eyed in disbelief. How had their allies suddenly turned against them?
But before the Hao Tian Sect members could process the situation, Huo Rui and the others from the Holy Spirit Empire had already stormed the walls.
Yesterday, three people couldn't defeat them. Now, ten people were attacking together—even with Tang Hao added, the Hao Tian Sect members' hearts trembled.
Dao Ba single-handedly engaged Tang Xiao and Tang Hao, excitedly launching into battle.
The others also chose a Hao Tian Sect elder as their opponent.
There weren't enough opponents to go around, and Du Gu Xin, yawning, didn't even bother to join the fight, choosing instead to watch the spectacle from the sidelines.
At this moment, the empress of the Star Luo Empire walked up to Dugu Xin and bowed gratefully.
"Thank you, Master, for providing the poison. Without it, we wouldn't have been able to dispose of these scumbags so easily."
Dugu Xin waved dismissively in response.
"It's mutual benefit. After all, you're Master's people. For years, you've provided intelligence. Thank you—if not for you, many would have died."
The two exchanged a knowing smile, watching the one-sided battle unfold with perfect understanding.
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