Douluo: Reorganization of the Haotian Sect

Chapter 125 The seventh soul ring, one hundred thousand years!

The sudden situation made Tang Chen stunned.

"Kid, get up first. What happened to the Haotian Sect?" Tang Chen asked in surprise.

He had been trapped in the City of Slaughter for decades and had no idea what was happening in the outside world, but he had felt Tang Hao's aura.

Unfortunately, at that time he had been affected by the Rakshasa's thoughts and was also possessed by the blood-red nine-headed bat king. The grandfather and grandson passed each other and could not recognize each other.

Tang Chen stretched out his hands, lifted up the excited Tang Fei from the ground, and asked him to sit on a stone. He said solemnly: "Hurry up and tell your great grandfather what happened to the Haotian Sect?"

Tang Fei nodded, and then he began to describe in detail the situation of the Haotian Sect over the years.

The love between Tang Hao and A Yin, the persecution by the Spirit Hall, the sect's expulsion of Tang Hao, and the Haotian Sect's retreat were all told without omission.

As the leader of the Haotian Sect of the previous generation, Tang Chen's strength is even above that of Poseidon and Qian Daoliu, and now he has inherited part of the power of the Shura God.

It can be said that Tang Chen is now undoubtedly the number one soul master in the world!
As long as they get his support, the Haotian Sect will be able to reopen its mountain gates in an instant and return to the throne of the world's number one sect!
The Spirit Hall didn't dare to say anything more.

At this moment, listening to Tang Fei's words, Tang Chen's face became more and more ugly. Every change in his facial expression made the air seem to solidify and break, making a clanging sound.

"Great, great Spirit Hall, great Qian Dao Liu!"

Tang Chen stood up suddenly, his vast soul power surging uncontrollably throughout his body, ready to burst out at any time!

As strong as Tang Fei is now, when he felt that powerful soul power, he couldn't help but feel that it was as unfathomable as the ocean.

"Your grandfather and the elders are all fools! Poor Hao'er, he has lived such a miserable life all these years..."

Tears fell from Tang Chen's eyes.

Tang Hao was his most beloved grandson and the one with the greatest hope of inheriting his legacy, but he was persecuted to this extent by the Spirit Hall. How could Tang Chen not be angry?
“Great-grandfather! Please come back with me to the sect and take charge of the overall situation for the Haotian Sect! With such a deep hatred, if we cannot destroy the Spirit Hall, everyone in the sect, young and old, will not be able to rest in peace until they die!”

Tang Fei looked at Tang Chen earnestly.

Tang Chen's eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice: "Revitalizing the sect is the unshirkable responsibility of every disciple of Haotian Sect, and I am no exception!"

Tang Fei was overjoyed and was about to speak.

However, the next moment, Tang Chen's eyes dimmed.

He sighed deeply and said, "Child, thanks to your arrival, the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King was forced out of my body. But do you know? It has been parasitizing me for decades, causing it to merge with part of my essence. Although we are separated again now, I don't have much life left..."

"How could this happen?" Tang Fei was shocked.

Could it be that by releasing the purifying light, he was actually harming Tang Chen?
Is it possible that Tang Chen's death will happen again?
Tang Chen was very calm. He waved his hand and said, "Xiao Fei, you don't need to blame yourself. Rather than being parasitized and living in the Slaughter City in a daze, I would rather live a free and easy life like now."

"Besides, although my life span is short, it does not mean that I will die soon. I can still shoulder the responsibility of reviving the sect and contribute to the sect."

Hearing him say this, Tang Fei felt a little relieved.

Almost without hesitation, he took out a nourishing herb from his Ruyi Treasure Bag.

"Don't waste your energy. I know my body well. I can only live for another year at most. No amount of natural treasures can save me. I'd better leave this magical medicine to someone who needs it."

Tang Chen waved his hand.

Tang Fei said anxiously: "Great-grandfather, Haotian Sect can't do without you!" Tang Chen smiled and said: "Silly child, no one in this world is indispensable, and the same is true for Haotian Sect. Even if I am gone, don't we still have you? If I'm not mistaken, you have also found the inheritance of the gods, right?"

Tang Fei knew that the purifying light from before might have been mistaken by Tang Chen as the power of a god.

After all, unless it is the power of gods, who can purify the shackles that even the ninety-nine-level peerless douluo cannot get rid of?

Tang Fei thought about it for a moment, then nodded.

With the existence of a system, becoming a god is only a matter of time.

And inheriting the gods could also explain many of the doubts that exist in him.

The reason why Tang Fei didn't lead the matter to the gods before was because he had never left the Haotian Sect. If he suddenly brought up the matter with gods, people might not be convinced.

After all, over the thousands of years, there have been so many people with innate full soul power. Who has been favored by the gods before they rose to power?

At this moment, Tang Chen's eyes were filled with deep appreciation.

As the inheritor of the gods, in his opinion, Tang Fei is the same kind of person as himself and does not need too much explanation.

Moreover, compared with his decaying body, Tang Fei's era has just begun, and he will surely be able to lead the Haotian Sect to new heights.

"Good boy, I don't have much time left. In the remaining years of my life, I have a relationship to fulfill and I hope that our Haotian Sect can be passed down from generation to generation...

Absorb the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King. It will be a very good spirit ring. After you have absorbed it, we will return to the sect together."

Tang Chen turned around and looked at the huge bat nailed to the ground by the Shura Demon Sword.

Tang Fei nodded. Since Tang Chen didn't have much time left and he was willing to contribute to the resurgence of the Haotian Sect, there was no need to delay any further.

Immediately, the huge Clear Sky Hammer appeared in Tang Fei's hands.

Purple, black, black, black.

The six spirit rings surpassed the conventional configuration, which immediately made Tang Chen nodded with satisfaction. In his opinion, only by completing the level assessment of the gods can the age of the spirit rings be increased accordingly, which needs no explanation.

What surprised him was that, judging from the level of Tang Fei's surging soul power, he originally thought that what he was going to capture was the eighth soul ring.

Unexpectedly, it was only the seventh soul ring.

This made Tang Chen look at Tang Fei twice more, and at the same time he secretly made up his mind that it seemed necessary to protect him for a short period of time in order to avoid his premature death before he completely rose to power.

While thinking, Tang Fei had already walked in front of the blood-red nine-headed bat king holding the Clear Sky Hammer.

This is an absolute hundred thousand year old soul beast, and its cultivation level will only be higher!

Even though it was nailed to the ground by the artifact, it still took all its strength to kill it.

The bone in his right arm lit up, and Tang Fei's strength doubled, and he exerted his full strength with a terrifying force of up to 100,000 pounds!
"puff!"

With a sound of bones breaking, the blood-red nine-headed bat king died instantly.

Tang Chen took back the Shura Demon Sword and sat down to protect Tang Fei. The latter looked solemn and began to absorb the soul ring.

(End of this chapter)