Chapter 36 Tang Hao notices, I will tear you to pieces!
"Don't beg me. In your next life, don't be so greedy."
Ye Tianchen stopped in front of Wang Er and pointed at his forehead.
Before Wang Er could react, a "sizzle" was heard, and a golden bolt of lightning shot out from behind his head, plunging into the ground and leaving only a charred patch.
As Wang Er's lifeless body fell to the ground, Ye Tianchen's eyes flashed with silver light, and he once again returned to his ordinary appearance.
A flash of blue-gold light appeared on his right leg, and the blue silver grass within a hundred-meter radius withered instantly, turning into specks of blue light that entered Ye Tianchen's body.
The soul power that had been drained by the Dust and Lightning Domain was restored to its original state in an instant. Feeling the abundance of soul power in his body, Ye Tianchen showed a hint of satisfaction on his face.
Golden light shone from behind him, accompanied by the sounds of wind and thunder. The wings of the Thunder God had already unfolded, and with a gentle flap of the wings, Ye Tianchen had transformed into golden lightning and disappeared.
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"hiss!"
The sharp pain in his chest caused Tang Hao's soul power to suddenly stop circulating, and he gasped for breath.
When Tang Hao pressed his palm against his chest, trying to sense it more closely, the stinging sensation had vanished without a trace.
"With my strength, I wouldn't suddenly experience a sharp pain in my chest for no reason. Something must have happened, but what could it be that would cause... Oh no! Could it be...?"
Suddenly, Tang Hao thought of something, and a look of panic appeared on his unshaven face. Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately changed his form and rushed towards Holy Soul Village.
Traveling through the night, Tang Hao finally returned to the back mountain of Holy Soul Village at dusk the next day.
Bearing the scouring of the waterfall, Tang Hao appeared on a raised platform beneath it.
Looking at the tightly closed stone door, he breathed a slight sigh of relief, but just to be on the safe side, he still pushed the stone door open and entered the stone chamber.
Using the lingering light, Tang Hao immediately spotted the Blue Silver Grass standing in the stone chamber, and his initial anxiety subsided considerably.
He gently tapped the stone wall, and the black lead box rolled down, landing steadily in his palm.
Looking at the black lead box in his hand, Tang Hao's originally calm face turned ugly once again.
No, the box weighs the wrong!
With trembling hands, Tang Hao carefully squeezed the lid of the lead box.
He opened a crack, but the familiar signs of life didn't appear. Unconvinced, Tang Hao simply opened the lead box completely.
It's empty; there's nothing inside!
When he saw the empty box, his heart finally stopped pounding.
Staggering, after traveling for a day and a night and having exhausted most of his soul power, he couldn't steady himself and fell to his knees.
"Who! Who took away the soul bone that belonged to the mistress!"
A surge of crimson suddenly erupted from Tang Hao's body, veins bulged at the corners of his eyes, and his eyes also turned blood red, filled with murderous intent, resentment, and sorrow. The sturdy box, which was made of black lead and could not be marked by carving or chiseling, was now crushed into powder by him like tofu.
"No matter who it is! I, Tang Hao, hereby swear that I will tear him to pieces!!!"
The mournful roar echoed throughout the back mountain of Holy Soul Village, startling beasts out of the forest and birds away from their nests. Even the villagers of Holy Soul Village, who had gone to bed early, were awakened by the sound and filled with unease.
.....
"What's that sound? Is it haunted?"
Elder Jack of Holy Soul Village put on his patched robe, took a candle, and went out of the room. After searching around without finding anything, he returned to the room.
As soon as he pushed open the wooden door, a burly figure came into view.
"Ouch!"
Old Jack didn't expect anyone to stand in his way, and he tripped and fell to the ground.
With a heavy heart, he raised the candle in his hand, and Tang Hao's gloomy yet disheveled face appeared before him.
"Tang Hao? You actually know how to come back?! Why did you leave without a word back then? Do you even know about the mistress...?"
"Old Jack, have any outsiders been coming or going in the village lately?"
Tang Hao didn't reach out to help Old Jack up from the ground; instead, he interrupted him with a gloomy expression.
Perhaps sensing the chill in Tang Hao's words, Old Jack couldn't help but feel a bit of fear. He shakily got up from the ground and began to recall the events of the past few days.
"There aren't many outsiders coming and going in the village, but someone died outside the village yesterday. Since he wasn't from our village, we simply buried him by the roadside, right by the locust tree at the village entrance."
Having obtained the information he wanted, Tang Hao's figure disappeared from Old Jack's sight in the next second.
"No wonder Xiao San has such good talent. It turns out Tang Hao is also a powerful Soul Master. With such methods, he must be at least a Soul King, right?"
Rubbing his aching lower back, Old Jack shakily closed the door and blew out the candle in his hand.
Following Old Jack's directions, Tang Hao arrived at the old locust tree about a mile from Holy Soul Village.
With a gentle pat of his calloused hand, a thunderous roar erupted as soul power surged, sending earth and stones flying. Wang Er's corpse appeared before Tang Hao's eyes.
"This is....."
Tang Hao stared at Wang Er's clothes and noticed a familiar pattern.
"The uniform of the Notting Motors dealership, is he a driver?"
His hand rose and fell, his soul power bursting forth and landing on Wang Er's mud-covered corpse. The next second, the corpse exploded, leaving no trace of its former self.
After letting out a cold snort, Tang Hao's figure disappeared once again.
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Nottingham Car Dealership.
"What's wrong with that bastard Wang Er? He hasn't been back to work for four or five days. He just got lucky and picked up a rich kid. Does he really think he's latched onto a powerful figure?"
Wang Pang, the car dealership manager, stroked his beard, his fleshy face revealing obvious dissatisfaction.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, not only smashing open the window, but also causing the lighting soul tool hanging above his head to sway.
Why did the wind suddenly pick up?
Feeling a chill, Fatty Wang tightened his clothes, got up, and closed the doors and windows.
Just as he turned around, a tall figure appeared in front of his desk, flipping through the account book in his hand as if no one else was there.
"Who are you?!"
Wang Pang subconsciously activated his soul power, and four soul rings—one white, two yellow, and one purple—appeared beneath his feet. As his soul power surged, a phantom of a brown-haired wild boar with four tusks appeared behind him.
Who was the guest that Wang Er received that day?
Tang Hao didn't make any extra movements. He just glanced at Wang Pang and Wang Pang felt an invisible pressure rushing towards him. The soul power that was originally flowing smoothly in his body seemed to be obstructed. The power that was originally pouring out stopped and stopped. The four soul rings under his feet flickered and then suddenly disappeared.
Through the ledger, Tang Hao already knew that there had only been one carriage traveling from Notting City to Holy Soul Village these days, which was the one that Wang Er was in charge of.
"No...I don't know."
With just a glance, he could prevent even a four-ring Soul Master like Wang Pang from possessing a Martial Soul. Wang Pang knew he had met a tough opponent this time, and his originally lewd face instantly turned obsequious.
"You don't know? As the person in charge of the car dealership, you don't even know this kind of thing? Are you really that clueless, or are you just trying to fool me?"
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