Chapter 111: Bibi Dong vs. Tang Hao
Dugu Feng instantly caught the subtle change in Ning Fengzhi's tone.
So, Ning Fengzhi's feelings were conflicted—he wanted the Clear Sky Sect to be strong, but not this strong.
Four new Title Douluo—such news was shocking.
Before Dugu Feng stood Dugu Shuo, who was equally stunned. The lie his son had spun had somehow turned out to be true.
The Clear Sky Sect truly had been quietly developing, growing powerful enough to produce several new Title Douluo.
If not for his son's move, they might have continued hiding this strength indefinitely, and no one would have realized how terrifying the secluded Clear Sky Sect had become.
Now that their power was exposed, at least the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would be more cautious toward them in the future.
Dugu Shuo, however, could only sigh. For the Dugu family to rise into the Upper Three Sects, the road ahead was still long—those sects' foundations were immeasurably deep.
"Boom!"
At that moment, a thunderous explosion erupted ahead.
The sound was so intense that Dugu Feng's eardrums rang painfully.
Fight. Fight hard—fight until heaven and earth are clear again, Dugu Feng thought, blood surging with excitement.
Before the mountains that guarded the Clear Sky Sect, the sky was painted with rings of light—yellow, purple, black, and red soul rings gleaming in the heavens, making the world itself shift in color, too dazzling to behold.
Massive Clear Sky Hammers, covered with crimson patterns and stretching hundreds of meters long, smashed through the air with earth-shaking force.
Opposite them surged boundless violet divine light—a colossal purple spider phantom loomed, covering the sky.
Their collisions sent ripples sweeping for miles, causing even the distant observers like Dugu Feng to pale from the shock.
The level of this battle was beyond comprehension.
As they tried to move closer, Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo appeared, blocking their path.
"Ning Sect Master, please restrain yourself. The Pope is currently battling Tang Hao. If you go any further, you'll be counted as Spirit Hall's enemy—and we will act!"
Sword Douluo was already on the scene but did not advance either.
Behind Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo stood four other Title Douluo, forming a solid wall of suppression.
Ning Fengzhi's face darkened slightly—Chrysanthemum Douluo's words were blunt and openly hostile.
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo tensed, glaring coldly at Spirit Hall's envoys.
But Ning Fengzhi raised a hand, stopping them calmly.
He wasn't angry in truth.
After all, the Clear Sky Sect had reached such strength without informing the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect at all.
They hadn't known until rumors spread across the mainland. Only after Ning Fengzhi contacted them directly did he learn of their true power.
It left him quietly aggrieved.
There was no reason to help Tang Hao now.
His purpose in coming was simply to make a statement and gauge the situation.
"Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will not interfere in the grievances between Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect," Ning Fengzhi said evenly. "But this confrontation is causing turmoil across the continent. I sincerely hope both sides can resolve it soon to restore peace."
His tone was calm, seemingly for the sake of the entire soul master world.
"Hmph! Ning Sect Master, our Spirit Hall's nine branch halls were wiped out, more than five hundred soul masters killed—all by Tang Hao's hand! If Tang Hao doesn't die, there can be no peace!"
Ghost Douluo's voice was like ice.
The four Title Douluo behind him exuded murderous intent—Tang Hao had truly enraged Spirit Hall.
"Moreover," Chrysanthemum Douluo added coldly, "Tang Hao killed our former Pope. Spirit Hall spared the Clear Sky Sect out of respect for their self-imposed exile and chose not to pursue the matter further.
But Tang Hao has now snuck back here with malicious intentions—he clearly no longer respects Spirit Hall. He must pay for this with his life."
Only then did Dugu Feng and the others understand the true cause of this fierce clash.
Tang Hao had approached Spirit Hall's forces and been discovered.
What audacity!
What was he after? Could he really have come to kill Bibi Dong?
The Clear Sky Sect's strength was far inferior to Spirit Hall's—and none of the Worship Hall's ultimate experts had even appeared.
What was Tang Hao thinking?
In the center of the battle—
"Tang Hao, did you think you could sneak an attack on me? Trying to repeat what happened to my teacher more than ten years ago?
You've grown overconfident!"
Bibi Dong's cold laughter echoed across the mountains.
She had led Spirit Hall's Title Douluo to completely blockade the Clear Sky Sect.
Yet she had not actually launched a full assault—only targeted officials and guards near the Star Dou Great Forest.
Her intention had been containment, not open aggression.
Then news broke that Spirit Hall's nine regional halls had been destroyed.
And the weapon responsible—a massive black hammer—could only belong to Tang Hao.
Bibi Dong's fury ignited.
Even worse, Tang Hao had somehow infiltrated the army's encirclement.
His intentions were clear—he meant to strike her.
Bibi Dong's spiritual power was overwhelming. Augmented by her spirit bone that strengthened her mental prowess, and already on full alert during the siege, she had immediately sensed him.
Inevitably, heaven thunder met earth fire, and the two clashed in deadly combat.
Tang Hao had always been her greatest imagined opponent—the last obstacle to unifying the continent.
Bibi Dong had long wanted to test her strength against his. If she could not overcome Tang Hao, how could she ever hope to ascend as a god?
She forbade any of her Title Douluo from interfering.
She would handle Tang Hao personally.
"Bibi Dong! Your teacher killed my wife! And now, Spirit Hall dares to steal her remains and her spirit bone.
Give me back Ah Yin—give me back her spirit bone!"
Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer fell with a roar, smashing against the violet energy before Bibi Dong with explosive force.
Those words made Bibi Dong falter briefly—who took your wife's remains? Who stole her spirit bone?
"Tang Hao, stop spouting nonsense! Whatever your reason, you won't escape death today!"
Bibi Dong snapped coldly, regaining focus.
How dare he slander her!
Raising her arms, they shimmered and turned ghostly.
In an instant, her arms transformed into twin scythe blades, each several dozen meters long, forged of pure violet energy that gleamed with lethal sharpness.
The scythes clashed violently against Tang Hao's hammer, thunder booming in the skies.
Tang Hao's explosive might was fearsome; Bibi Dong had to exert her full power merely to withstand him.
She quickly realized the greatest disparity between them—momentum.
Both possessed the Killing God Domain.
And she knew better than anyone: at this level, momentum is power.
A domain was the expression of will and energy condensed into one.
And Tang Hao's aura radiated invincibility—wild, domineering, unyielding.
(END CHAPTER)
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