Tang Hao Kneels and Begs, "My Son~"
Rocks crumbled and the earth collapsed!
A giant mushroom cloud slowly rises!
The end of the world is coming!
The devastating energy storm gradually subsided, and the dust that filled the sky slowly settled under the omnipresent, soft green light of the life realm.
The once undulating, secluded valley has now vanished.
Instead, there is a huge, deep pit with a diameter of over a kilometer, its edges smooth, as if a piece had been scooped away by a god with a giant ladle.
The scorched earth still retained a terrifying aura of energy, barren of vegetation, and devoid of all life.
In the heart of this destruction and deathly silence, a figure stands silently.
Tang Qing.
He was still dressed in a spotless blue robe, surrounded by a faint green glow, brimming with vitality, which contrasted sharply with the apocalyptic scene.
The self-destruction energy, powerful enough to move mountains and fill seas, didn't even cause a ripple in the hem of his clothes.
Not far from him, a charred humanoid object was embedded in the cracked rock.
It was emitting blue smoke and smelling of burning flesh.
It was Tang Hao who detonated the 100,000-year-old soul ring.
His appearance at that moment was extremely miserable.
Almost every inch of his body was covered in undamaged skin.
His flesh was mangled and bloody, his bones were broken in many places, and his breath was as faint as a candle flickering in the wind, as if it could be extinguished at any moment.
The power of the exploding ring almost dragged him into hell as well.
Tang Qing's gaze fell on him, her expression calm and unmoved.
He could clearly sense that the 100,000-year-old soul ring belonging to his mother had completely dissipated into the purest energy.
However, the original imprint of that spirit ring was still deeply engraved on Tang Hao's martial spirit.
The rings explode, but this is not true destruction.
It is a forbidden secret technique that instantly unleashes 300% of the energy of the soul ring.
After casting the spell, the spirit ring will temporarily disappear and will take a full three days to re-form on the spirit master.
Within these three days, he was unable to remove the ninth soul ring from Tang Hao.
A hint of disappointment flashed in Tang Qing's eyes, but he quickly regained his indifference.
A thought suddenly occurred to him.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Countless thick blue silver grasses, like living emerald chains, burst forth from beneath the scorched earth, instantly binding the half-dead Tang Hao tightly and hoisting him high into the air.
The violent pulling jolted Tang Hao awake from his unconsciousness.
He struggled to open his swollen eyelids and saw Tang Qing unharmed. He was stunned for a moment, then let out a hoarse and triumphant laugh.
"Heh...heh heh...cough cough..."
"Blue Silver King...didn't you want the ninth spirit ring?"
"Didn't you... want to resurrect that bitch?!"
He coughed up blood while laughing maniacally.
"It's gone!"
"I blew it up myself! Hahahaha!"
"You will never... succeed!"
He thought that his mutual destruction had successfully thwarted Tang Qing's plot, and his face, covered in blood and charred remains, was filled with the satisfaction of revenge.
Tang Qing looked at him quietly, as if he were watching a clown.
Only when Tang Hao's laughter gradually subsided did he slowly speak, his voice indifferent.
"Tang Hao."
Tang Hao's laughter stopped abruptly.
A playful smile crept across Tang Qing's lips.
"It's more fun if I torture you slowly."
"After all, there's only one toy as fun as you."
These words were like a chilling wind blowing from the deepest abyss, making Tang Hao's blood almost freeze.
He finally realized that the Blue Silver King in front of him was not bluffing at all.
It was a kind of cat-and-mouse game, a pure, unadulterated malice.
A bone-chilling coldness spread from his shattered spine all the way to the top of his head.
Tang Hao's voice became much sharper due to fear.
"What...what do you want to do?!"
Tang Qing did not answer him.
His gaze slowly moved past Tang Hao and landed on the figure not far away, who was being suppressed by Dugu Bo with the venom of the Jade Phosphorus Serpent and was unable to move.
Tang San.
Tang Hao's heart skipped a beat at Tang Qing's gaze.
"Since you care so much about Tang San..."
Tang Qing's voice drifted over.
"If he were missing something... would you like him?"
boom!
Tang Hao's mind went blank; an unprecedented panic overwhelmed him like a tidal wave.
He struggled desperately, aggravating all his wounds. The excruciating pain contorted his face, but he didn't care.
"Tang Qing! I'm warning you, don't do anything reckless!"
"Come at me if you dare!!"
"Don't you dare touch my son!!!"
However, Tang Qing ignored his roar.
He took a step, slowly walking towards Tang San, who was slumped on the ground, trembling.
Every step felt like stepping on Tang Hao's heart.
Tang San was terrified when he saw the figure approaching like a god or demon. He even felt a hot, wet stench coming from his crotch.
"You, you... what are you going to do?"
His teeth were chattering, and his voice was trembling with tears.
"I didn't offend you... I'm innocent, I'm a good person! You... you can't lay a hand on me!"
Tang Qing walked up to him, looking down at him with a completely devoid of emotion in her eyes.
His gaze fell on Tang San's right leg.
"This is... the Blue Silver Emperor's 100,000-year-old soul bone, isn't it?"
To revive Mother Agin, two crucial elements are needed.
One is a 100,000-year soul ring, and the other is a 100,000-year soul bone.
Since Tang Hao's ninth spirit ring cannot be taken away for the time being...
Then, let's first break one of Tang San's legs.
Upon hearing this, Tang San's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints. He struggled frantically and screamed at Dugu Bo beside him.
"What are you doing?! Let me go!"
"These are my mother's remains! They're mine!!"
This soul bone brought him endless benefits, including the ability to fly and a terrifying regenerative ability that could "never be extinguished by wildfire and spring back to life with the spring breeze," making it one of his most important trump cards!
He absolutely cannot lose him!
Tang Qing completely ignored his shouts.
Buzz.
With a soft hum, the Blue Silver Overlord Spear, entirely emerald green with a golden tip, appeared out of thin air in his hand.
Upon seeing the long spear, Tang Hao, who was suspended high above the ground, went completely insane!
His defenses were completely shattered at that moment!
"don't want!!"
He let out a heart-wrenching wail, his voice shrill and filled with despair.
"Don't touch him! Please! No!!"
"My son can't lose his leg! How painful it would be to break his leg! He would be crippled!"
"What will happen to the mistress if he loses his right leg? His future will be completely ruined!"
This was the Haotian Douluo, who once dominated the continent and was known for his unyielding spirit.
At this moment, he had lost all dignity as a strongman and was begging like a lowly dog.
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