Chapter 19: Just a Three-Year-Old Little Brat, Your Dad Has This in the Bag!
Perfect World, deep within the Great Wilderness.
The vast mountain range towered into the sky, shrouded in swirling clouds and mist.
This was a true forbidden zone for humans. Everywhere one looked, ancient relic beasts the size of mountains were locked in brutal combat. Their earth-shaking roars made the very air tremble, faintly.
And across this primitive and savage wilderness, a somewhat battered figure was trudging forward with great difficulty.
That figure was Tang Hao.
At this moment, he no longer carried the overwhelming dominance he once displayed in the Douluo Continent, where a single hammer strike could decide everything, and Spirit Hall was nothing in his eyes.
The already-worn black robe on his body had been torn into shreds by the thorny vegetation unique to the Great Wilderness, revealing the solid bronze muscles beneath.
"Huff... huff..."
Tang Hao gasped heavily. Every step he took was extremely difficult; yet, strangely enough, he left no trace on the ground.
"The gravity here is at least fifty times stronger than on the Douluo Continent!"
"If it weren't for my Death God Domain, along with the tempering of my body from the Great Sumeru Hammer technique, I probably would have been crushed into minced meat like Huyan Zhen after just two steps."
Although his body was exhausted to the extreme, Tang Hao felt extremely excited inside. He had discovered that under this terrifying pressure, the soul power that had remained dormant in his body for many years had actually begun circulating on its own at an astonishing speed.
Not only that, but even his old injuries were gradually showing signs of healing.
"A treasure land—this place is definitely a haven for body cultivation!"
"Just give me ten years. No, five years!"
"I'll be able to break through to rank 99, maybe even become a god. When that time comes, what is Spirit Hall worth? Just a joke!"
Thinking of this, Tang Hao walked toward the small village ahead while imagining his glorious future.
As the distance gradually closed, a burst of clear children's laughter drifted into his ears with the wind.
"Hm? Someone's there?"
Hearing the sound, Tang Hao's eyes sharpened. He cautiously observed the ancient village in the distance.
The village was not large. Every house was built from piled stone blocks, giving it an extremely primitive appearance.
At the entrance of the village stood a massive willow tree.
However, the willow tree looked rather miserable. Its trunk was charred black, as if struck by lightning. Only a single tender green branch remained, gently swaying in the wind and emitting a faint green glow.
"What a backward village."
After observing for quite a while, Tang Hao finally relaxed his tense nerves.
"It looks like this is just a slum located on the edge of this world."
"There's no powerful soul power fluctuation, and I don't see any protective formation guarding the village."
"That willow tree seems a little unusual, but it looks half dead. Probably just an ordinary plant-type soul beast, maybe around a thousand-year level at most."
Soon, Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao came to a conclusion. This was simply an ordinary village with no threat whatsoever.
"In that case, this is the place!"
Tang Hao straightened his back, tidied his tattered robe, and made his decision.
"Although I, Tang Hao, am not considered a top powerhouse in this world, in such a remote and impoverished place, I should be more than capable."
"With my strength, becoming something like a village guardian here should be effortless."
After reaching this thought, Tang Hao no longer hesitated. He immediately mobilized the soul power throughout his body and strode toward Stone Village.
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At the same time, on the Douluo Continent, at Shrek Academy.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Tang Hao's live broadcast screen. When they saw that Tang Hao had not died and was even preparing to take control of a village, Tang San, as his son, was so excited that tears filled his eyes.
"Dad! That's great, Dad is fine!"
Seeing how powerful his father was, Tang San turned to Yu Xiaogang beside him with excitement written all over his face. His eyes were filled with admiration as he began enthusiastically analyzing the situation.
"Gang... no, Teacher, look. This is the judgment ability of a true powerhouse!"
"My father didn't start crying and panicking the moment he landed like everyone else. Instead, he calmly observed the situation and precisely found the weak point of that world!"
"And that village. It looks extremely primitive. It's probably the lowest level of the lowest class in that world. They won't be able to stir up any trouble at all."
"With my father's strength, plus the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul, conquering that village will be as easy as turning over his hand!"
"As long as my father establishes himself there and slowly obtains the resources of that world, then when the time comes..."
Just imagining it made Tang San's eyes shine with excitement. He had already begun picturing the moment when Tang Hao stabilized his position, and the sky screen selected him as well, allowing father and son to fight side by side.
After hearing Tang San's analysis, Yu Xiaogang nodded repeatedly with his hands behind his back. On his stiff square face, he forced out a faint smile that looked as if he had already seen through everything.
Then he spoke in the tone of a great master.
"Correct, Xiao San. Your analysis is very accurate."
"According to my theory of the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls, the environment determines the strength of life."
"Although there are fierce beasts around that village, the villagers are wearing animal skins. Clearly, they are still in a tribal era. Their productivity must be extremely low."
"At such a level of civilization, a powerhouse like your father, who has mastered a supreme technique such as the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Method, would be nothing less than a dimensional reduction strike against them."
"It seems that this time, your father has it in the bag!"
...
At this moment, not only them, but also soul masters across the entire continent were looking at Tang Hao with envy.
"As expected of Clear Sky Douluo!"
"His luck is incredible. He actually found the beginner village!"
"Exactly. But luck alone isn't enough. Your own strength has to be strong as well. Otherwise, you wouldn't even be able to walk there, let alone reach some ancient village."
"Looks like Tang Hao is about to rise in fortune. That village may be poor, but who knows what local treasures it might have?"
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Meanwhile, in the Perfect World.
At the entrance of Stone Village.
After enduring the intense gravitational pressure, Tang Hao finally arrived beneath the charred willow tree while carrying the Clear Sky Hammer.
However, he did not immediately enter the village.
Instead, he intended to establish his authority first.
"Ahem!"
Tang Hao cleared his throat. Circulating his soul power, he let out a low shout toward the entire village.
"Villagers inside, listen well!"
"I am Clear Sky Douluo. Today I pass by this place and see that you live in hardship, so I have come to grant you a great opportunity!"
"As long as you offer your worship to me, I will guarantee your safety and protect you."
However, before he could finish speaking, the villagers did not react as he had imagined. No group of terrified primitive villagers rushed out to kneel and kowtow.
Instead, only a tiny child, around two or three years old, walked out.
The little brat wore split-crotch pants and had snot running from his nose. He was hugging a clay jar almost as big as his head, drinking beast milk, and curiously staring at Tang Hao as he walked forward.
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