Chapter 226: The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan Kidnapped Demon Bear Douluo?
Xiao Wu was using the most domineering and decisive method of a 100,000-year-old soul beast sacrifice: sacrificing herself completely to a human!
She knew that Tang San's strength was far from reaching the level of a Title Douluo, making it impossible for him to absorb a 100,000-year-old soul ring. To ensure absolute success, she chose this most extreme method, burning everything she had, including her life and soul, to forcibly complete this cross-level soul ring fusion.
In this sacrifice mode, she sacrificed not only her life but also her soul.
Xiao Wu gave her body and soul completely and without reservation to the one she loved.
Therefore, no matter how weak the sacrificed person's strength was, no matter whether the latter had reached the level requiring a soul ring, the fusion of this 100,000-year-old soul ring with him would definitely succeed.
And Xiao Wu's result was eternal damnation.
Just as Xiao Wu completed her sacrifice, and the crimson 100,000-year-old soul ring completely stabilized around Tang Chuan...
"Crack... Crash..."
The surrounding still, blood-red mirror-like domain, as if losing its core power, emitted a crisp cracking sound, then shattered like broken glass!
The flow of time returned to normal, and the energy of heaven and earth began to surge again.
All the frozen people and objects regained their mobility in that instant.
The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan members, who had just recovered from the stillness, naturally saw the 100,000-year soul ring radiating an alluring red light hovering around Tang Chuan.
And the 100,000-year soul bone that had already fused with his body!
A 100,000-year soul ring! A 100,000-year soul bone!
For any soul master, any power, this was an unparalleled treasure that would drive anyone mad!
Instantly, a burning, greedy light flashed in the eyes of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan soul masters, and their breathing became heavy.
But the problem was...
this 100,000-year soul beast had already completed its sacrifice!
The soul ring already had an owner, so what could they possibly seize now?
A 100,000-year soul bone?
The problem was that Tang San was protected by Tang Hao, which was enough to make them hesitate.
In that brief moment of hesitation and greed, the vice-patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan reacted swiftly. He quickly shifted his gaze from Tang Chuan's spirit rings and spirit bones to the seemingly dying "Xiao Ruier" lying on the ground not far away!
At this moment, he didn't know that this "Xiao Ruier" was actually a heavily injured and unconscious Demon Bear Douluo, transformed by Tang Chuan using a simulation spirit skill!
Golden Dragon Bloodline!
This was their initial target, and currently, the only one they seemed capable of obtaining!
"Quick! Forget about the 100,000-year spirit rings and spirit bones! Kidnap that blonde woman and get out of here immediately!" The vice-patriarch's eyes flashed with determination as he shouted urgently. The two Soul Douluo-level elders behind him, upon hearing this, immediately snapped out of their greed for the 100,000-year spirit rings, exchanged a glance, and then nodded.
Immediately, the three figures flashed simultaneously, like three bolts of lightning, instantly arriving beside the Demon Bear Douluo. One of the elders moved swiftly, hoisting the seemingly "thin" blonde woman onto his shoulder.
However, the moment he lifted her, his arm suddenly felt heavy, and he almost lost his balance, muttering under his breath,
"Huh? This little girl looks so thin and weak, how come... damn it, she's so heavy?!"
He felt as if he were carrying a small mountain on his shoulder!
This was definitely not the weight of a normal woman!
But the situation was urgent, and he didn't have time to think about it, assuming that the other party had a special physique or was carrying something heavy.
"Go!"
the vice patriarch shouted.
The three dared not delay any longer, their figures transforming into lightning once more, carrying the Demon Bear Douluo, and without looking back, they fled towards the outer edge of the canyon, in the opposite direction from Spirit City!
They thought their cunning scheme had succeeded, and they had seized the coveted Golden Dragon Bloodline.
Little did they know, the person they were struggling to carry away wasn't a delicate woman at all, but rather the incredibly heavy Demon Bear Douluo from the Spirit Hall's Elder Hall!
No one knew that a farcical kidnapping had quietly unfolded on this chaotic battlefield.
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Meanwhile, Tang Hao was so enraged he was almost spitting blood, his chest heaving violently, his eyes burning with fury and resentment.
But he was, after all, the Haotian Douluo who had weathered countless storms, and he knew how to assess the situation.
Xiao Wu's sacrifice was complete; the die was cast, and he was powerless to reverse it.
The 100,000-year spirit ring and spirit bone were firmly bound to Tang Chuan. Forcibly seizing them would not only have a very low success rate but would also likely make him the enemy of all the powerful figures present.
Moreover, the two elders, Qian Jun and Jiang Mo, were watching with predatory eyes, along with the terrifyingly powerful Crimson King, which had just directly confronted the two elders' eighth spirit skills!
Add to that the Spirit Hall personnel, whose backup plans he might have…
Staying here would not only bring no advantage but could also plunge him and his son into utter ruin! "Where there's life, there's hope!"
This thought instantly overwhelmed all anger and humiliation. Tang Hao forcibly suppressed the surging blood and killing intent within him, his sharp gaze sweeping towards Tang San's location.
At this moment, Tang San was still standing there, blankly staring at the remaining crimson light after Xiao Wu's sacrifice, clearly still reeling from the immense shock and confusion.
"We can't let him stay here any longer!"
With a low shout, Tang Hao's figure flashed, instantly appearing behind Tang San. Without hesitation, he delivered a palm strike, precisely cleaving Tang San's nape!
"Ugh..."
With a muffled groan, the confusion and pain in Tang San's eyes hadn't completely faded before his vision went black, and he completely lost consciousness.
The next second, Tang Hao hoisted the unconscious Tang San onto his shoulder.
With a final look filled with deep hatred and icy killing intent, he cast a long, hard glance at Tang Chuan not far away, and the red 100,000-year spirit ring hovering around him.
"You unfilial son, one day I will tear you to pieces!"
"Spirit Hall, the shame of today, I, Tang Hao, will repay a hundredfold in the future!"
As his words fell, his figure flashed again, transforming into an incredibly swift streak of light. No longer caring about anything behind him, relying on his immense strength, he disappeared into the rocks and dust on the other side of the canyon in a few leaps, leaving no trace.
With the hasty retreat of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan and Tang Hao's decisive escape, only the Qianjun and Jiangmo brothers remained as Title Douluos with full combat capabilities in this ravaged canyon battlefield. Also present was the Crimson King, whose aura was somewhat disordered and whose flames were slightly dimmed.
Clearly, even the Crimson King, with his beastly body, was not unscathed after single-handedly withstanding the combined eighth soul skill attack of the two peak level 96 Douluos, Qianjun and Jiangmo.
Several cracks appeared on his massive body's scales, and dark red blood seeped out faintly. His breath carried scorching white vapor, indicating he had suffered significant internal injuries.
After all, the combined power of the Qianjun and Jiangmo brothers was comparable to that of a level 98 Title Douluo, while the Crimson King, in his true form and at full strength, was roughly equivalent to a level 97 soul power in human terms. It was already remarkable that he had withstood the attack.
However, the situation for Qianjun and Jiangmo was equally dire.
Their faces were pale, traces of blood still clinging to the corners of their mouths, their blood churning violently, their chests heaving. They even needed to support each other to maintain their balance, and it seemed unlikely they could unleash any more powerful soul techniques for some time.
These three top experts had fallen into a strange, brief power vacuum after this brutal collision.
In that moment of stagnation, when no one dared to move, a clear, steady middle-aged male voice, like sunlight breaking through the clouds, suddenly rang out in the canyon: "Seven Treasures Spin Out with Glazed Glass!"
Immediately following, an incomparably sharp sword intent, seemingly capable of severing everything, and the sound of air being torn apart, arrived from afar, growing ever closer in an instant!
The next second, a longsword, about four feet three inches long, entirely clear blue, as if sculpted from crystal, carrying an aura of domineering sharpness and murderous intent, appeared suddenly in the very center of the battlefield like a celestial being descending from the heavens. Its blade was planted in the ground, standing there silently!
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