Douluo: Yu Hao is reborn, this Tang San is different

Chapter 113 Tang Hao takes action
Poisonous fog churned inside the council hall, corroding the blue brick floor with layers of charred lines, and filling the air with a pungent, sweet, and fishy smell.

Dugu Bo looked down at the Shrek Seven Devils lying on the ground, his emerald eyes filled with disdain. He slowly raised his hand, and the Azure Phosphorus Poison condensed into a ferocious claw, pointing directly at Tang San's throat.

"Tang Hao's son?" The Poison Douluo's laughter was like a viper's hiss, piercing and cold. "Just based on your words? If you can't produce evidence, this little thief must die today! Unless..."

He deliberately dragged out the last syllable, his gaze sweeping over the pale-faced master, "Tang Hao himself is right in front of me now!"

Before he finished speaking, he darted out like a ghost, his withered hand instantly gripping Tang San's neck and lifting the boy into the air.

Tang San was powerless to resist. His swollen and deformed face turned bluish-purple, his limbs hung limply, and he let out painful whimpers.

"Stop!" The master struggled to get up, but the rampant toxins within him pulled him back to the ground. His fingernails dug deep into the brick, blood seeping from between them.

"Dugu Bo! How dare you hurt him..."

"What wouldn't I dare?" Dugu Bo sneered, his fingers tightening slightly, making Tang San's eyeballs almost bulge out of their sockets. "Even if Tang Hao himself were to come into my poison array..."

At this critical moment, the once clear sky suddenly darkened. A deep rumble came from afar, like rolling thunder, making one's eardrums ache. The glazed tiles of the council hall began to tremble slightly, and small pieces of tile fell down in a rustling sound.

An invisible pressure spread from the sky, the air seemed to freeze, and everyone felt that it was difficult to breathe.

"Fine, fine," a cold voice pierced through the clouds, carrying a chilling rage, "You all bully my son while I'm away, huh?"

His voice resounded like a great bell, each word like a heavy hammer blow to everyone's hearts. Dugu Bo's pupils suddenly contracted, and his hand gripping Tang San trembled involuntarily.

He looked up abruptly and saw a dark figure in the sky, wielding a huge Haotian Hammer, descending with a destructive aura, like a meteorite falling at breakneck speed.

The ground began to tremble violently, and the distant mountains groaned under the immense pressure. Prince Xuexing's face turned deathly pale, his legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground. The avalanche beside him trembled violently, its trousers soaked with sweat.

The figure drew closer, and finally, the person's appearance became clear—a tall, imposing figure with a sharply defined face beneath disheveled black hair, his eyes burning with boundless rage. It was none other than the long-lost Haotian Douluo, Tang Hao!
Tang Hao strode through the void, each step causing ripples in the space. Dark red soul power swirled around him, and his palpable killing intent manifested as chains that trailed long tails behind him. The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand emanated a suffocating pressure, its patterns seemingly coming alive, shimmering with an eerie light.

"Put my son down." Tang Hao's voice was low and cold, yet it sent a chill down everyone's spine.

The moment Tang Hao's voice ripped through the clouds, the entire Heaven Dou Royal Academy seemed to be put on pause. The air felt like it was being gripped by an invisible hand, becoming thick and oppressive. The glazed tiles of the council hall shattered inch by inch under that terrifying pressure, and tiny fragments of glazed tile fell like raindrops.

The copper bells on the eaves trembled violently, their sharp, piercing buzzing sounds seeming to mourn the approaching storm. Dugu Bo's hand, gripping Tang San's neck, suddenly convulsed uncontrollably, his knuckles turning white from the excessive force. His emerald pupils reflected the figure in the sky, enveloped in dark red soul power.

Like a demon from the underworld, his killing intent condensed into solid chains, and each step he took left charred marks in the void.

Wherever it passed, the space rippled with distortion.

“This is…” Prince Xuexing slumped to the ground, his gold-embroidered shoes sinking deep into the cracks of the blue bricks corroded by the poisonous fog, his magnificent brocade robe covered in dust.

His eyes widened, his voice trembling so much it was almost incoherent, "A 100,000-year soul ring?!"

The avalanche beside him had already lost control of his bladder, and the urine stains on his trousers rose in wisps of white smoke in the poisonous miasma. He curled up into a ball, his teeth chattering, and even his courage to run away was crushed by the oppressive force.

Tang Hao crashed to the ground like a meteorite, the shockwave scattering large swaths of the surrounding poisonous fog. When Tang Hao's gaze swept over Tang San's miserable state, the suppressed rage in his eyes suddenly erupted, like a volcano that had been dormant for many years suddenly erupting.

In an instant, nine spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red—spun and rose into the air beneath his feet. The crimson spirit rings emitted a light like a blood-red sun, instantly withering the plants within a ten-mile radius and causing the earth to crack open with spiderweb-like fissures, from which black mist seeped out.

"Om-"

The deafening roar of the Haotian Hammer as it pierced the air caused everyone's eardrums to bleed. The hammerhead, as large as a water vat, carried a mountain-like sense of oppression, and the space seemed to be torn apart wherever it passed.

The ancient patterns engraved on the hammer emitted a ghostly blue light, as if countless wronged souls were roaring within it, exuding a chilling aura.

Tang Hao gripped the hammer in one hand, his arm muscles bulging like gnarled ancient vines, veins popping out. With a light swing, he tore through space, the resulting shockwave blowing the roof of the council hall off. As the tiles flew, sunlight streamed through the gaps, only to be stained a strange purple by the pervasive poisonous fog.

Dugu Bo's pupils constricted sharply, and the Azure Phosphorus Poison surged like a tsunami, instantly condensing into a hundred-meter-tall phantom of a venomous snake around him. The snake opened its massive mouth, filled with fangs, and with each flick of its scarlet tongue, it spewed out a cloud of poisonous mist that blotted out the sky. Wherever it passed, the air twisted into eerie purple vortexes, and the blue bricks on the ground rapidly carbonized under the corrosive influence of the poisonous mist, emitting plumes of black smoke.

However, when the poisonous fog touched Tang Hao's materialized killing intent domain, it made a crisp sound like shattering glass and was forced back three zhang. White smoke rose from the edge of the poisonous fog, and it cowered like a small beast encountering its natural enemy.

"Old monster, prepare to die!" Tang Hao used the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique, his figure moving like a ghost through the poisonous miasma, leaving afterimages in the air with every movement.

He activated his seventh soul skill, Haotian True Body, and his figure swelled to ten zhang. A huge phantom of the Haotian Hammer appeared behind him, with lightning flashing on the phantom, resonating with the physical Haotian Hammer and emitting bursts of booming sounds.

The wrath of the Chaotic Cloak crashed down, and the moment the hammerhead collided with the poisonous dragon, a deafening roar erupted. The entire Heaven Dou Royal Academy trembled violently, and the distant mountains seemed to shrink under this force. Countless birds were startled and took flight, but fell to the ground and died the moment they came into contact with the poisonous mist and the aftershocks of soul power.

Dugu Bo's poisonous dragon crumbled inch by inch under the bombardment of the Clear Sky Hammer, its dark green poisonous blood raining down, corroding the ground into bottomless pits. His expression changed drastically, his hands rapidly forming hand seals as he chanted, "Eighth Soul Skill: Azure Phosphorous Poison Prison!"

Suddenly, countless cracks appeared in the ground, and dark green venom gushed out like venomous pythons, instantly enveloping Tang Hao. The venom corroded the air, making a sizzling sound, and wherever it went, ripples appeared in the space, as if it could not withstand the corrosive power of this deadly poison.

Trapped in the poisonous prison, Tang Hao coldly snorted, his aura surging as he slammed his Clear Sky Hammer into the ground. A terrifying shockwave emanated from him, scattering poisonous liquid and creating cracks on the surface of the prison. With a deafening roar, a massive breach was blasted through the poisonous prison, and Tang Hao stepped out, Clear Sky Hammer in hand. Though his body was covered in poison, his expression remained cold and stern, his eyes blazing with even greater killing intent.

"Hmph! Interesting." A mad glint flashed in Dugu Bo's eyes, and a ruthless smile curled at the corner of his mouth. Poisonous mist around him frantically condensed, transforming into nine poisonous swords that shimmered with eerie light. The nine poisonous swords slashed through the sky with lightning speed, each sword carrying a deadly poison that corroded the soul.

The poisonous stings aimed at Tang Hao's vital points from different directions, staining the air with a dark green hue and leaving trails of poison.

Tang Hao neither dodged nor evaded, and the black spirit rings on his body lit up one after another. Dark red flames ignited around him, and a dragon-shaped phantom could be faintly seen moving within the flames. The flames incinerated all the poisoned swords, which crackled and popped in the flames before turning into puffs of poisonous smoke and dissipating into the air.

Countless chains of soul power shot out from the ground, like giant pythons, heading straight for Dugu Bo.

Poison Douluo leaped into the air, his poisonous mist transforming into wings to dodge the attack. He then swung out a Poison Dragon Drill with his backhand. The Poison Dragon Drill spun rapidly, accompanied by a piercing shriek, and rushed towards Tang Hao.

Tang Hao's eyes sharpened, and the Haotian Hammer shone brightly as a huge golden blade of light slashed out, colliding violently with the Poison Dragon Drill.

With a deafening roar, a shockwave swept outwards, shattering the Poison Dragon Drill into pieces. The golden light blade, however, continued its momentum, carving a long, deep trench in the ground.

The battle between the two had turned the area within a kilometer radius into ruins, leaving the earth riddled with holes, and poisonous fog and soul power intertwined into a chaotic mess.

Tang Hao fought with increasing ferocity, his 100,000-year soul ring shining brightly. He raised the Clear Sky Hammer high, and dark golden patterns appeared on its surface, as if it had been infused with world-destroying power. With a howling wind, he smashed it down on Dugu Bo with the force of a thunderbolt.

Poison Douluo's expression changed drastically, veins bulged on his forehead, and he used all his strength to activate the poison mist to form a shield. Ripples spread across the surface of the shield, constantly resisting the attacks of the Clear Sky Hammer.

However, faced with this terrifying power, the shield groaned under its strain, and cracks spread rapidly.

"puff--"

Dugu Bo coughed up blood and flew backward. A huge hole was blasted through the protective poison mist around him, and he crashed heavily into a distant mountain, creating a huge dent in the mountain.

Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer was only three inches away from Dugu Bo's throat, and the dark gold patterns swirling around the hammer seemed ready to tear the air apart at any moment.

Just at this critical moment, space suddenly distorted, and a silver-gray figure appeared like a ghost. Huo Yuhao stood on the broken eaves with his arms crossed, a playful smile on his lips: "Haotian Douluo is quite arrogant. His own son stole something, and instead of apologizing, he comes out to hurt people."

These words were like a bucket of ice water poured over Tang Hao's furious heart. His dark red soul power surged violently, and his 100,000-year soul ring shone brightly, staining the entire poisonous miasma blood red.

"You're courting death!" Tang Hao roared, his feet moving in a chaotic, swirling motion, his figure transforming into a shooting star as he charged forward. His Haotian Hammer, as large as a water vat, carried the force of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, aiming straight for Huo Yuhao's face.

Huo Yuhao remained expressionless as a burst of purple light appeared beneath his feet, unleashing the Three Thousand Thunderclaps.

In an instant, afterimages filled the void as his figure darted through the broken walls and ruins like lightning, precisely avoiding Tang Hao's attack trajectory with each turn.

Each time Tang Hao's hammer struck, it blasted a huge crater several meters deep into the ground. Amidst the flying debris, Huo Yuhao had already dodged ten feet away. His long silver hair was whipped up by the shockwave, and the smile on his lips only widened: "Is this all the skill a titled Douluo has?"

Tang Hao roared, his body swelling to ten zhang in size, the massive phantom of the Clear Sky Hammer falling behind him. Huo Yuhao's pupils contracted slightly, but he remained calm and composed, his figure moving like a fish amidst the hammer's shadow. Purple lightning traced mysterious paths around him, each flash precisely predicting the attack's landing point.

Prince Xuexing, who was watching the battle, stared wide-eyed. He had never seen such ghostly movement before, and he could walk leisurely under the full force of Haotian Douluo's attack.

Just as Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer was about to strike, Huo Yuhao's mind suddenly trembled, and Xiao Yan's deep voice boomed in his sea of ​​consciousness: "Yuhao, this person is a Dou Huang powerhouse, be careful!"

Before he finished speaking, a powerful and domineering soul force surged into Huo Yuhao's meridians like a raging tide. His hair moved without wind, and his body suddenly burst forth with dazzling golden light. The light of his soul rings intertwined with the mysterious golden light, forming a strange energy vortex.

"Take this!" Tang Hao roared and swung his Clear Sky Hammer. The dark golden hammer shadow tore through space, and the resulting shockwave plowed a trench hundreds of meters long into the ground.

Huo Yuhao's eyes sharpened, and with a clench of his right hand, Xiao Yan's Xuan Heavy Ruler appeared out of thin air, enveloped in golden flames, its surface swirling with mysterious runes. He lightly touched the ground with his toes, his figure shooting upwards like lightning, the Xuan Heavy Ruler carrying the force to split mountains and shatter rocks as it met the Haotian Hammer head-on.

The moment the two divine weapons collided, space twisted violently, and countless ripples of energy spread outwards. The ground beneath Tang Hao's feet instantly collapsed, while Huo Yuhao was thrown backwards by the shock, tumbling dozens of times in mid-air before regaining his footing.

But there was no fear in his eyes. Xiao Yan's power surged within him, making him more and more courageous in battle.

Huo Yuhao's figure transformed into countless afterimages, and the purple flames on the Xuanzhong Ruler blazed brightly, attacking Tang Hao simultaneously from different directions.

Tang Hao snorted coldly, his soul power surged, and dark red flames swept over like a giant dragon.

Huo Yuhao neither dodged nor evaded, but instead used the Xuan Heavy Ruler to block in front of him. The runes on the ruler shone with dazzling golden light, forcefully blocking the Haotian True Flame. Then, with a flick of his wrist, the Xuan Heavy Ruler transformed into a hundred-zhang-long giant blade of fire, which slashed straight at Tang Hao.

"Well done!" Tang Hao roared, his 100,000-year soul ring shining brightly, and dark golden patterns appeared on the surface of the Clear Sky Hammer, which collided with the giant flaming blade.

Instantly, two world-destroying forces exploded together. The air seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand, emitting a piercing shriek. Centered on the point of impact, terrifying energy ripples spread outwards like a tide, distorting space into bizarre vortexes wherever they passed.

(End of this chapter)