Douluo: Martial Soul Nine-Tailed Fox, I am the White Fox Emperor

This is the same principle as his Exploding Ring Technique, which requires a fully equipped Soul Bone to resist the backlash.

Physical constitution is the foundation of everything!

"After absorbing four ten-thousand-year-old soul bones, Tang San's physical strength should be sufficient to withstand the ten-thousand-year-old soul rings after he adds soul rings to the Blue Silver Grass."

"It's a pity, it would be even better if there was a skull."

Tang Chen glanced at the Second Elder's head, but then thought better of it and decided to let it go; the five of them didn't deserve to die.

After all, according to the rules, the soul bone must indeed detach after the soul master dies, otherwise it would be a waste.

What angered him was that this soul bone was supposed to be absorbed by Tang Xiao, but what did these five elders do instead!
It is only out of his mercy that he spared their lives.

He didn't even bother to look at the four elders lying limp on the ground.

"Second Elder, take the four of them down and get some rest," he instructed calmly.

"Yes, Ancestor." Don Juan, sweating profusely, bowed his head respectfully.

Tang Chen said no more and turned to walk out of the lobby.

"Xiao'er, come with me to the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan and show me Tang San."

"Yes!" Tang Xiao's heart tightened, and he dared not delay, so he quickly followed.

He glanced back at the four elders who were collapsed on the ground, a hint of pity flashing in his eyes, but it ultimately turned into a sigh.

No one can defy my grandfather's will.

Soon, Tang Chen and Tang Xiao disappeared from the council hall.

As Tang Chen's terrifying killing intent dissipated, the oppressive atmosphere in the hall suddenly eased.

Only then did the remaining five elders dare to breathe freely.

The four elders, whose bones had been removed, could no longer hold on and let out painful groans.

Second Elder Don Juan shook his head, his face full of complex emotions: "Alas, what a tragedy!"

He sighed deeply: "Ancestor Tang Chen... he wasn't like this before."

In his memory, Tang Chen was so spirited and full of vigor, the pride of the Haotian Sect.

Although he is domineering, he is by no means so cold-blooded as to treat his fellow disciples so cruelly!

“Alas…” An elder with a missing arm endured the excruciating pain and said, “Perhaps it is because he inherited the Asura God’s Trial that his killing aura has become even stronger.”

“The Asura God, according to Tang Chen, is a god-king who is in charge of killing in the god realm! Our ancestor… has probably already had his mind corrupted.”

Another elder with a broken leg gave a bitter smile: "Moreover, he only has ten years left."

"Ten years to make that kid Tang San a god... Hah, it's impossible."

"Ten years? For a Great Soul Master to become a god? What a fantasy!"

"He's gone mad!"

"Shut up!" Second Elder Tang Huang shouted at him.

"So what if he's crazy? He's still the peerless Douluo!" Tang Huang's voice trembled.

"But we had no choice. Tang Chen is a peerless Douluo, and although he failed the divine test, he still has the opportunity to become a god!"

"He can also use divine power, and he also has a divine weapon in his hand!"

"If the Clear Sky Sect wants to make a comeback and fight against the rising Martial Soul Empire, it still needs to rely on him!"

Don Juan's words silenced everyone.

Yes, the Martial Soul Empire is now at its zenith, with Bibi Dong reigning supreme.

With its mountain gates closed, the Haotian Sect has long lost the prestige it once held as the number one sect in the world.

Tang Chen's return is their only hope.

"And..." The last elder, whose bones were removed, had eyes full of regret.

"Back then... if we hadn't been greedy and tried to take a piece of the old sect master's soul bone, we wouldn't be in this situation now."

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent.

Yes.

The cycle of cause and effect, retribution is unhappy.

If they hadn't forced Tang Xiao and coveted Tang Wei's soul bone, how could they have suffered such a calamity today?

……

Meanwhile, outside the gates of the Haotian Sect.

A biting mountain wind swept through, stirring up the snow on the ground.

Tang Chen and Tang Xiao appeared at the edge of the cliff.

Tang Xiao followed behind Tang Chen, feeling the chill of the mountaintop, but his emotions were even more complicated than the cold wind.

He glanced back in the direction of the sect, where the screams from the council hall still seemed faintly audible.

"Grandfather," Tang Xiao finally couldn't help but speak.

"Hmm?" Tang Chen stopped and glanced sideways.

"You...you forcibly stripped the soul bones of the four elders, aren't you afraid they...will harbor resentment?"

Tang Xiao's voice was somewhat hoarse: "After all, they are all titled Douluo of their sects, the backbone of their sects..."

"A pillar of strength?" Tang Chen scoffed upon hearing this.

He turned around and looked calmly at his grandson.

"A group of people who barely broke through by absorbing my son's soul bone, do they deserve to be called pillars of strength?"

Tang Chen's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable domineering air.

"I didn't kill them on the spot, out of consideration for our shared kinship."

"As for resentment?" Tang Chen snorted. "Do they dare? Did I give them the guts?"

"Besides, even if they resent us, what can they do?"

"As long as Tang San can become a god, my Clear Sky Sect will be the number one sect in the Douluo Continent throughout all time!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Xiao opened his mouth, but ultimately let out a helpless sigh.

"Ugh……"

"What are you groaning about!" Tang Chen was furious when she saw his expression.

What he can't stand the most is this kind of indecisiveness!

"Tang Xiao! I'm truly furious at his lack of ambition!"

Tang Chen pointed at Tang Xiao's nose: "That's just your personality! You have no domineering spirit at all! That's why you were suppressed by those elders!"

"Get this straight! You're the sect leader! Your cultivation is higher than theirs!"

Tang Xiao lowered his head after being scolded.

"You, a level 96 Super Douluo!" Tang Chen's voice suddenly rose: "Can't you even take on five at once?"

"Before they received their soul bones, those four were all Soul Douluos!"

"Of the five elders, only the Second Elder, Don Juan, holds a title!"

"You're level 96, and you're taking on a titled opponent, plus four Soul Douluos!"

"What are you afraid of?!"

Tang Chen really wanted to slap him.

If it were Tang Hao, he wouldn't care what kind of elder he was. If anyone dared to say a word, he would have already swung his Clear Sky Hammer at them!
"I..." Tang Xiao blushed deeply, feeling extremely ashamed.

"Grandfather is right."

Tang Chen sighed heavily.

"Sigh, that's why I chose Tang Hao over you back then."

"Your talent is not much worse than Hao'er's, but you don't have Hao'er's spirit!"

Tang Chen shook his head.

Only Tang Hao's fearless temperament is most like him and can best unleash the true power of the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul!

To make good use of the Haotian Secret Technique, especially the Ring Explosion, momentum is the most important thing!
Tang Xiao: ...

He felt that he had truly failed as the sect leader.

Tang Chen was too lazy to scold him anymore.

"Alright, stop wasting time." He grabbed Tang Xiao's shoulder.

"I only have ten years, and I don't have time to waste."

...(End of chapter)