Douluo: Wuhun Bone Dragon, I am the Undead Scourge

Chapter 103 The Four Clans Split, and the Continent No Longer Has Four Sole Clans
Titan suddenly knelt down on both knees, his face pale as if he had suffered a great humiliation, and trembled as he said, "Your Excellencies, please spare my life for the sake of my master, Tang Hao!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a dull, loud thud was heard.

Titan actually kowtowed heavily in the direction of Gu Feng.

Although he really didn't want to kowtow to anyone other than his master Tang Hao, the situation forced him to.

Now, dignity and face are no longer important to him.

As long as you can survive, there will always be a day when you see your master again!
As long as I can see my master again!
He, Titan, will get his revenge someday!
Just as Gu Rong hesitated, a series of hurried footsteps approached.

A middle-aged man with a straight, spear-like figure and a face so gloomy it seemed to drip water walked steadily towards them.

Suddenly, a long spear appeared in his hand, and his aura became fierce. He roared, "Titan! I was originally thinking of pleading for you, but I never expected that you would still be so devoted to Tang Hao!"

Titan saw the newcomer and exclaimed in surprise, "Old Goat? What are you doing here?"

"Hmph, why am I here? If I hadn't come to Heaven Dou City on business recently, how would I have known that you still harbor such feelings for that scoundrel Tang Hao?!"

Yang Wudi's clenched fist was trembling slightly. From his expression and movements, it was clear that he was trying his best to suppress the surging anger in his heart.

If it weren't for Ning Fengzhi and the others being there, he probably would have already lost control of his anger.

Gu Rong frowned and said impatiently, "Hey you two, we haven't finished dealing with things here yet. What exactly do you want?"

Yang Wudi turned around, his face immediately becoming respectful: "Yang Wudi greets Sect Master Ning, His Excellency Bone Douluo, and His Excellency Sword Douluo."

Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi was slightly taken aback, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He asked, "Yang Wudi? You are the patriarch of the Broken Clan?"

Yang Wudi said loudly, "It is indeed I, Sect Leader Ning. I have a request that I hope Sect Leader Ning will grant."

Why should I grant your request?

Ning Fengzhi's lips curled slightly as he asked a question, but he quickly changed the subject: "However, you might as well tell me."

From their conversation, Ning Fengzhi could tell that Yang Wudi and Tang Hao seemed to have a very bad relationship, which could even extend to Titan.

Therefore, Ning Fengzhi didn't mind watching a good show.

Yang Wudi lowered his head and remained silent for a while. Suddenly, he raised his head, his eyes turning bloodshot with anger. He gritted his teeth and said, "When I came over just now, I saw Titan attack the grandson of Bone Douluo. I knew you wouldn't let him off easily!"

"In that case, I am willing to serve as a sharp weapon in your hands!"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar at the scene.

Throughout the entire Soul Master world, who doesn't know that the four clans of Shanshu are as close as brothers?
Even though the Haotian Sect went into seclusion and the four clans were scattered and no longer in the same place, the relationship between the four clans remained the same.

Even Ning Fengzhi was stunned by Yang Wudi's words and immediately asked, "Clan Chief Yang, are you going to put righteousness before family?"

Yang Wudi's face was filled with indignation and grief: "This is absolutely not what I wanted, but that scoundrel Titan! He still has his eyes on Tang Hao, which I cannot tolerate. From today onwards, whether I, Yang Wudi, live or die, there will be no more Soul Masters belonging to the Four Clans! I, the Destroyer Clan, withdraw from the Four Clans!"

Titan hurriedly advised, "Old Goat! Why do you have to be like this? What happened back then wasn't the master's fault at all! It was clearly the Clear Sky Sect's fault..."

Yang Wudi roared, "Hmph, if Tang Hao hadn't been so audacious as to attempt to assassinate the Pope, how could all these subsequent calamities have occurred?"

Titan was instantly rendered speechless, and just as he was trying to find an excuse for his master...

Eight spirit rings suddenly appeared beneath Yang Wudi's feet, his spirit power surged, and he pointed the Soul-Breaking Spear at Titan, coldly saying, "Make your move! Don't blame me for not giving you a chance!" Titan's heart sank to the bottom instantly.

In terms of soul power alone, although he was several levels higher than Yang Wudi, this was only because Yang Wudi usually focused on alchemy and neglected the cultivation of soul power.

But in terms of talent and true strength, Yang Wudi is definitely the strongest among the four clans.

Even some elders of the Haotian Sect were no match for Yang Wudi.

He had no chance of winning against Yang Wudi.

Tailong was extremely anxious, his eyes reddening. He rushed forward and knelt down with a thud, tightly hugging Yang Wudi's legs with both hands. His voice was choked with sobs, almost pleading, "Grandpa Yang, why are you doing this? Even if my grandfather has a thousand faults and ten thousand mistakes, he is still your brother who has shared hardships with you!"

"Get out of my way!"

At this moment, Yang Wudi was no longer listening to anyone's advice. He suddenly raised his leg and kicked Tailong hard. The force was so great that Tailong was kicked backward several meters away and fell unconscious.

In fact, it's no wonder that Yang Wudi was so furious and enraged.

Think about it carefully: what if your loved ones were brutally murdered because of someone else, and your brothers disregarded past affections and turned to your blood enemy to commit evil deeds, even trying to recruit you into their ranks?

In this situation, it would be difficult for anyone in the world to swallow such a humiliation, right?
Titan watched this scene with a heavy heart. He knew that the hatred between Yang Wudi and Tang Hao was like a chasm that was difficult to cross, but he still wanted to make one last attempt to salvage the situation.

"Old Goat, there must be more to the story than meets the eye back then!"

Titan shouted hoarsely, "My master isn't as cold-blooded and ruthless as you think. He must have had no choice!"

"Suffer to death!"

Yang Wudi ignored him, his aura surging, the tip of his spear flashing coldly, and he suddenly roared.

The eighth spirit ring shone brightly and thrust straight toward Titan, the wind from the spear whistling, as if tearing the air apart wherever it passed.

Titan dared not be careless and hurriedly activated his Martial Soul True Body, transforming into a giant, powerful gorilla, exuding a powerful aura.

"clang!"

The spear tip pierced the Great Ape's skin, and Titan let out a scream as a gash appeared in his arm.

The immense impact forced Titan back several steps, leaving deep footprints on the ground.

Titan gritted his teeth, enduring the pain, and still needed to persuade him further: "Old Goat!"

However, Yang Wudi gave him no chance at all, his attacks never stopped, his figure was like lightning, and the Soul-Breaking Spear almost turned into a series of afterimages, stabbing towards Titan from different angles.

Titan, with his immense strength and rich combat experience, managed to withstand wave after wave of attacks, but wounds gradually appeared on his body, and blood slowly stained his clothes.

Ning Fengzhi, Gu Rong, and Sword Douluo watched the fight quietly from the side.

Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly, thinking to himself, "I didn't expect Yang Wudi to be so strong. This domineering attack power is nothing like that of a Soul Douluo..."

Just then, Gu Feng walked up to Ning Fengzhi's side: "Uncle Ning..."

(End of this chapter)