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Chapter 320 Dethroning Tang Hao? Subduing the Yu Po Clan!
Chapter 320 Dethroning Tang Hao? Subduing the Yu and Po Clans!
With his body suspended in mid-air, Tang Chuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze fell on the crystal-clear ice sculpture below, which held Tang Hao's unwilling expression.
"snort."
With a cold snort, his voice stood out clearly above the silent ruins.
"Tang Hao, no matter what, we are still connected by blood."
"I would never do something like patricide."
At this point, Tang Chuan paused slightly, his gaze sweeping back at the ice sculpture. There was no hatred in his eyes, only an indifference as if looking down at dust.
"But I will... cripple you."
The moment he finished speaking, Tang Chuan casually raised his right hand towards the ice sculpture below, then slowly closed his fingers into a fist.
"Snap... Bang—!!!"
As this simple action came to a close.
The solid ice sculpture, however, seemed to have countless bombs planted inside it. The moment Tang Chuan closed his five fingers, it exploded from the inside out without warning!
It wasn't blown into a shower of ice shards.
Instead, it disintegrated into snowflakes in a devastating way!
The moment the ice sculpture shattered, Tang Hao, whose body was frozen inside, suddenly shuddered!
He felt an invisible yet extremely domineering ice, like billions of tiny ice needles, suddenly and precisely piercing, tearing, and freezing all the meridians, acupoints, and soul power nodes in his body without missing a single point!
"Ugh—!!!"
Even though he was frozen and severely injured and unable to make a complete sound, Tang Hao's consciousness still felt the excruciating pain of his martial soul being destroyed!
His already faint breath leaked out and dissipated like a punctured balloon!
Even more terrifying, that force did not stop there. Then, like the coldest executioner, it continued to penetrate deeper, fiercely impacting the connection between his soul and martial spirit, and impacting the Clear Sky Hammer martial spirit that accompanied him throughout his life and symbolized his power and glory!
"Sizzle...! Snap!"
It was as if a sound, like something shattering and annihilating deep within the soul, was heard.
Under the impact of the extreme ice, the Clear Sky Hammer martial spirit swayed violently like a candle in the wind, and finally... its light completely dimmed, its structure collapsed, and it turned into nothingness.
In the blink of an eye, Tang Hao's meridians were severed and his martial spirit was annihilated.
Once the soul power was freed from the restraint of the martial soul, it began to overflow wildly from Tang Hao's riddled body like a flood bursting its banks, before dissipating into the air.
At this moment, Tang Hao was as if his spinal cord had been removed, slumped on the cold ruins, his breath as weak as a thread, with only the most primitive life signs remaining, no different from a cripple.
After doing all this, Tang Chuan didn't even linger his gaze on Tang Hao for a second longer before turning and walking towards Yang Wudi and Niu Gao, who were not far away.
He knew that Tang Hao possessed all six soul bones, but he didn't care.
In his view, once Tang Hao lost his usefulness...
Tang San will very likely try to take advantage of the soul bone inside Tang Hao in the future.
When that time comes, a wonderful scene of "filial piety and parental love" will inevitably unfold.
Above the ruins, the cold wind howled, stirring up ice crystals and dust.
The once invincible Haotian Douluo now lies on the cold ground like a rag doll, the scattered points of his soul power like fireflies, rapidly dimming and disappearing.
"cough……!"
A sweet taste rose in his throat, and Tang Hao suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, mixed with fine ice shards.
Excruciating pain shot through my limbs and bones, especially in my lower abdomen and chest, as if I had been completely hollowed out.
He seemed to refuse to believe in evil, gritted his teeth and propped himself up on one side, trembling as he raised his right hand and began to activate his soul power. The familiar heaviness did not appear, and his palm was empty.
Urge them again.
The meager soul power vanished without a trace, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.
"What?! My martial spirit!"
"No--"
The third time, he let out a low roar, veins bulging on his forehead, using all his remaining willpower to summon the Clear Sky Hammer, but still nothing came of it.
The burning pain from the broken meridian reminded him of a cruel reality.
His Clear Sky Hammer martial spirit has been destroyed and can never be restored.
At this moment, Tang Chuan had already walked to Yang Wudi and Niu Gao's side. Although the two were seriously injured and weak, their eyes still carried a sense of vigilance and complex emotions.
He didn't say much, but slowly extended his right hand.
Instantly, a soft blue-gold halo swept out from it, and pure life energy transformed into countless crystal-clear blue silver royal grass leaves, gently wrapping around the wounds of the two people.
A warm and vibrant energy quickly penetrated their bodies, stopping the bleeding, relieving pain, and gently nourishing their damaged meridians and internal organs. Their complexions began to improve.
A moment later, Tang Chuan slowly withdrew his right hand.
Although the two were not fully recovered, they were able to sit up with difficulty, and their breathing had become much more stable.
"Thank you," Niu Gao said with a slight bow, his tone somewhat complicated.
Yang Wudi pursed his lips, remaining silent, and simply stared up at Tang Chuan.
"No need to be so polite." Tang Chuan's tone was very calm. His gaze swept over the two of them, and he said seriously, "I've come to ask you two what your plans are for the future?"
Upon hearing this, Niu Gao and Yang Wudi exchanged a glance, both seeing the bewilderment and heaviness in each other's eyes. Brothers turned against each other, both seriously injured, the family's foundation destroyed... the road ahead seemed shrouded in mist.
Just then, Tang Chuan slowly spoke up: "The Clear Sky Sect is unreliable, and the Spirit Hall is also an enemy. The four single-attribute families seem independent, but in reality, they are all in a precarious situation."
"If you two have nowhere to go for the time being, you might consider joining the faction I established—the Soul Palace."
"The Soul Palace?" Niu Gao was taken aback.
"Not bad." Tang Chuan nodded and smiled.
"The Soul Hall was initially established to gather Soul Masters and families who were unwilling to submit to major sects and who possessed genuine talent or special abilities. It did not discriminate based on the strength of their Martial Souls, but only on their abilities and character. Members of the Hall were equal, helped each other, shared resources, and worked together for development and self-preservation."
"The alchemy of the Breaking Clan and the construction skills of the Defender Clan are exactly the talents that the Soul Palace desperately needs. In the Soul Palace, you will gain respect and development, rather than becoming vassals or cannon fodder."
"Senior Niu Gao, the choices made by the Power Clan and the Agility Clan are their own paths. But the future of the Defense Clan and the Destruction Clan should not be buried in today's ruins. The Soul Hall can provide shelter, resources, and a stage to realize our ambitions. If you two are willing to join, you will become elders."
Upon hearing this, Yang Wudi remained silent for a long time before speaking in a hoarse voice:
"Can the Soul Palace truly treat everyone equally? Will it force us to do things we don't want to do?"
Tang Chuan looked directly into his eyes and said, "Entering the Soul Hall is voluntary, and leaving is free. Resources are earned through contributions, and status is determined by ability. There is absolutely no coercion, and there is absolutely no betrayal."
Niu Gao caught his breath and asked, "The Lord of the Soul Palace... is that you?"
"That's how it is for now," Tang Chuan said frankly, "but my intention is to build a platform, not a dictatorship. Important decisions can be discussed and agreed upon by the core members."
At this moment, the ruins were silent, with only the howling of the cold wind.
Yang Wudi closed his eyes, seemingly making a final struggle.
Niu Gao also looked down at his hands, which were covered in calluses.
After a long while, Yang Wudi finally opened his eyes. His eyes were still bloodshot, but they held a hint of determination. He said, "I... can try. But if the Soul Palace breaks its promise today, even if only one member of my Po clan remains, we will fight to the death."
Niu Gao sighed heavily, as if he had let go of something, and said:
"Fine, I, Old Rhino, will... take a gamble. But if the Soul Palace acts unjustly, my Yu Clan will withdraw immediately and never look back!"
(End of this chapter)