Douluo: Reorganization of the Haotian Sect

Golden Crocodile Douluo's ninth soul skill, Crocodile King Fallen Golden Ring, is a genuine hundred thousand year soul skill.

Before, the reason why Tang Xiao was able to defeat him was entirely due to his extremely clever skills, which allowed him to instantly unleash the Chaos Cloak Eighty-One Hammers, thus penetrating the opponent's ninth soul skill.

But Tang Hao's fighting style is more domineering than Tang Xiao's.

The secret of the Great Sumeru Hammer is to simplify, to condense all of one's own soul rings into one, and inject them all into the Clear Sky Hammer, turning them into the purest strength and attack power.

In this way, one's own strength will increase exponentially, forcibly breaking through all constraints and exerting a powerful strength that exceeds one's own soul power.

As Tang Xiao roared vigorously, all of his muscles, as solid as granite, bulged.

At this moment, the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand emitted a violent aura that even tore apart the surrounding airflow.

"The ultimate secret of the Great Sumeru Hammer: Ring Explosion!"

Tang Hao roared, and the first to fifth soul rings in the soul ring configuration sequence exploded at the same time!

Immediately afterwards, waves of power continued to gather in the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang Hao's hand.

Tang Hao jumped up and smashed madly at the golden ring released by Golden Crocodile Douluo.

At the same time, Golden Crocodile Douluo also roared, and used all his soul power to rush forward without any retreat.

The golden ring formed by the ninth soul skill looked like a second sun appearing in the sky.

And Tang Xiao's roaring Clear Sky Hammer was like a black hole that could swallow everything.

In the blink of an eye, the two different colors of power, black and gold, collided with each other.

"boom--"

The terrifying air waves splashed in all directions.

A deep pit with a terrifying diameter appeared out of nowhere at the intersection of the two energies.

Not only that, the powerful soul power caused the earth to crack. Horrible cracks several feet wide spread in all directions like a spider web.

For Golden Crocodile Douluo, this is a feeling that cannot be described in words.

Although his cultivation was obviously higher than that of the other party, Golden Crocodile Douluo actually felt powerless to resist.

With a loud bang, Golden Crocodile Douluo's body immediately collapsed into a huge hole visible to the naked eye.

Then, he spat out a mouthful of blood mist with a "pu" sound, dyeing his chest completely red.

His body was also sent flying backwards by the impact, and was embedded into the top of the sword city.

However, the Clear Sky Hammer continued to move forward without stopping, and hit the top of the Sword City heavily.

A black light flashed, and the entire space seemed to shake violently.

Everyone felt their hearts pause for a moment, and when they started beating again they were beating twice as fast as before.

Just as their hearts began to beat again, a huge roar loud enough to be heard hundreds of miles away suddenly erupted from the top of Baojian City.

Unrestrained black light flew everywhere, and the hundred-meter-thick wall of Baojian City was blasted with a huge gap ten meters wide in the flying earth and rocks, which went straight through!
Golden Crocodile Douluo suddenly realized that he might really be old.

He was just a Super Douluo at level 97, but he fought against a level 98 opponent and severely injured him.

Golden Crocodile Douluo had to admit that he was far inferior to the other party in both strength and heart.

Feeling the domineering aura of his opponent, and thinking about his successive defeats at the hands of two powerful men from the Haotian Sect, Golden Crocodile Douluo closed his eyes in pain.

Tang Hao did not pursue, but stood with his hammer horizontally. At this moment, his aura was no less than that of the 99th-level Pope Bibi Dong.

The domineering posture deeply touched the hearts of every soldier present. Tang Hao placed the Clear Sky Hammer on the ground and took a deep breath.

The anger that had been suppressed for twenty years was finally released with this battle.

Just a breath made Tang Hao feel much more relaxed!
"Golden Crocodile Douluo, I forgot to tell you, my name is Tang Hao, and my title is Haotian, and I am the Haotian Douluo of this generation of Haotian Sect."

"Qianxunji was severely injured by me. I remember that his spirit power had reached level 95 at that time, while I had just entered the Titled Douluo realm."

Tang Hao said in a deep voice.

Golden Crocodile Douluo's expression changed drastically, and he cried out in a lost voice: "You are Tang Hao! It was you who killed Qianxunji!"

Qian Xunji is the only son of the great priest Qian Daoliu, and also the previous Pope of the Spirit Hall.

Back then, he was hailed as a genius of the Spirit Hall.

At the age of fifty, he reached the Titled Douluo realm, and then made breakthroughs one after another.

However, even so, he was still severely injured by Tang Hao, and died soon after returning to Wuhun Hall.

The pain of losing his son in old age almost drove Qian Daoliu crazy, and he even personally went out to hunt down Tang Hao.

The reason why the Haotian Sect, once the world's number one sect, was forced to retreat was precisely because of this time.

As the second highest priest of the Spirit Hall, how could Golden Crocodile Douluo not know about this incident?
Tang Hao snorted heavily, and the sound was accompanied by the explosion of soul power, like a thunder.

"Golden Crocodile Douluo, Spirit Hall, I must remind you that although Qianxunji was severely injured by me, I did not kill him!"

"But you, the Spirit Hall, put the blame on our Haotian Sect and killed so many of our blood relatives!"

"I have been keeping this account for twenty years, and it is finally time to pay it back!"

As the truth came out, Tang Hao's heart was filled with excitement.

Carried a crime for decades.

Enduring all kinds of humiliation.

Now, the truth has finally come out and it’s time to be proud!

Golden Crocodile Douluo's expression changed again and again. Didn't Qianxunji die at the hands of Tang Hao?

Who could that be?

"Let me tell you, the one who killed Qian Xunji was the current Pope, Bibi Dong!" Tang Hao said again.

The truth is often cruel, especially for Golden Crocodile Douluo.

He just felt as if he was struck by a bolt from the blue. He didn't care about his body and his brain went blank!
"You're talking nonsense! This is clearly a frame-up!" A few more strands of blood flowed out of Golden Crocodile Douluo's mouth.

Tang Hao snorted coldly and said, "Whether it is the truth or not, you will know when you go back and ask Qian Daoliu."

“The so-called great priest of the Spirit Holy Land, knowing full well that the Haotian Sect is innocent, still chose to vent his anger on us, Qian Daoliu… hehe, hahahahaha…”

Tang Hao laughed loudly, his black hair fluttering in the wind, and he laughed so hard that tears came out.

"What kind of martial arts holy land is the Spirit Hall? What a joke!"

"The original Spirit Hall is indeed worthy of respect, but look at what you have done now?"

Tang Hao raised his left hand, pointed his index finger at Golden Crocodile Douluo, shook his finger, and said coldly: "Spirit Hall must pay the price for the blood debt it owes. This day is not far away! You can't stop us, so let Qian Daoliu come!"

Having said that, Tang Hao did not pursue, but turned around and threw himself into the battlefield, joining the battle between Tang Xiao and the three or four priests. (End of this chapter)