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

The smoke of battle has dissipated from the ruins.

Tang Chen's headless corpse had turned into a cloud of blood mist and dissipated into the world.

A once-ruling king of slaughter, the former Haotian Douluo, ultimately met a tragic end, leaving no trace of his remains.

Only the six soul bones, radiating brilliant light, remained, silently floating in mid-air.

Each soul bone emanated a dark red aura, a quality unique to top-tier soul bones.

A complete set of Haotian Sect inherited soul bones!
Moreover, each piece is over 50,000 years old!

Especially that torso bone, which is a top-quality specimen from 100,000 years ago!
"Good stuff..."

Guangling Douluo swallowed hard, his eyes filled with envy.

Although he was the third honoree of the Hall of Worship and his soul bones were not bad, it was still something he dared not even dream of to assemble such a set of top-quality items.

Hu Bai made a casual gesture.

The six soul bones, along with the Asura Blood Sword that had fallen to the ground, all flew to his front.

"Although this thing is tainted with bad luck, its quality is truly impeccable."

"Throw it into the national treasury."

With a wave of his hand, Hu Bai tossed these treasures, which were enough to cause a frenzy among Soul Masters across the continent, to the Serpent Spear Douluo behind him.

"Whoever makes a great contribution in the future will be rewarded."

The Serpent Spear Douluo caught it in a flurry, nearly biting off his tongue in the process.

"This...this is Tang Chen's soul bone! Your Highness, you...you don't want it?"

Hu Bai pursed his lips.

"My soul bones are already fully equipped, what do I need these for?"

Everyone:...

Listen, is this human talk?

After dealing with Tang Chen's belongings, Hu Bai's gaze fell on another place.

There was also a "trophy" there.

The heirloom of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family—the True Dragon Nine Crowns!
Although Yu Yuanzhen was nearly killed by Qian Renxue's ninth soul skill, the nine bone fragments remained intact, emitting a faint purple-gold light.

This is a good item. After using it, a Soul Master's physical body can be elevated to the level of a demigod in a short period of time, and the lifespan of the Soul Ring will also be increased to an infinitely close level of 100,000 years.

However, there is a drawback: it seems that only the owner of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Martial Soul can use it.

"Confiscate it."

Hu Bai tossed it away casually again.

This thing is useless to him, and it's unknown whether it will be useful to other Soul Masters who possess Dragon-type Martial Souls.

It can only be given to scholars who enjoy research to study.

At this point, the two major sects ranked first and third among the three sects have been completely exposed, even their last shred of dignity.

"Tang Xiao".

Hu Bai turned to look at the middle-aged man who was still kneeling on the ground with a blank look in his eyes.

Tang Xiao has completely broken down.

Grandpa is dead, the sect's elite are gone, and the inherited soul bone is gone too.

The Haotian Sect is finished.

"Give him a good time."

Hu Bai said calmly.

He had no interest in even lifting a finger at such a useless person who had lost all will to fight.

"Yes."

"Pfft!"

Guangling's arrow pierced Tang Xiao's heart.

The once-powerful Roaring Sky Douluo fell into a pool of blood, filled with endless regret and resentment.

With Tang Xiao's death, the purge targeting the three upper sects has come to an end.

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son."

At this moment, Serpent Spear Douluo respectfully asked, "What should be done with those... survivors?"

At the edge of the ruins, hundreds of elderly, weak, women and children of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan, as well as some ordinary clansmen with extremely low talent, were kneeling.

They trembled, their eyes filled with fear and despair.

Some people are crying, and some are praying.

But many more are awaiting their fate.

Hu Bai glanced at them.

There was no expression of sympathy, nor any bloodthirsty madness.

Hu Bai stood with his hands behind his back, his voice calm.

"Give me the order."

"Anyone who possesses the combat power of a Soul Master and attempts to resist will be killed without mercy."

"As for the elderly, women, children, and those without soul power..."

"Crush their cultivation, so that they can never cultivate again in this lifetime."

"Then, find a place on the border of the Spirit Empire and settle them there."

"Yes, sir! Understood!"

Serpent Spear Douluo accepted the order and departed.

After finishing this task, Hu Bai looked up at the sky.

The sun was already setting in the west, turning the sky a blood red.

Just like this land soaked in blood.

Then, Hu Bai said to the several titled Douluo, "According to Grandpa Guangling, a group of direct disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex have run away ahead of time with the remaining wealth of their family."

A cold glint flashed in Hu Bai's eyes.

"They wanted to travel by sea to Poseidon Island to seek refuge with Poseidon."

"Want to run?"

"Have you asked me?"

"Grandpa Guangling, Grandpa Qingluan, please take the Min clan's flying legion, as well as Elders Snake Spear and Porcupine."

"Proceed to the coastal port immediately."

"Remember, what I want is—to leave no survivors!"

Guangling Douluo played with the ice bow in his hand and chuckled: "Don't worry, Little White, none of them will survive."

Azure Phoenix Douluo nodded, his eyes flashing with azure light.

They were all pleased with how Hu Bai was dealt with.

The worst thing for those in power is to be soft-hearted.

It was already an act of mercy on his part to allow the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family to retain a trace of its heritage!
As for the aggressive ones, none of them will escape!
Without any hesitation, the two transformed into two streaks of light and soared into the sky, carrying a large number of flying soul masters, heading towards the coastline.

Watching their departing figures, Hu Bai turned around.

His gaze fell upon the direction known as the "Number One Sect Under Heaven".

Haotian Sect.

Although the elite troops were all killed in the battle just now.

But that sect still exists, and there are still a few elders who stayed behind.

"As for us..."

Hu Bai looked at Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue, and Golden Crocodile Douluo.

"Sister Xiaoxue, teacher, and second grandfather."

"Let's go, let's go to the Haotian Sect!"

Qian Renxue gripped the Angelic Holy Sword tightly in her hand. Although she had just experienced a great battle, her eyes were still bright as fire.

"It's time for the Haotian Sect to know who the true master of this continent is."

The group was large and imposing, exuding a murderous aura.

Target—Haotian Sect!

……

Haotian Sect, a secluded place.

This place is located in the towering mountains on the border of the Heavenly Dou Empire, shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, and rarely visited by people.

As the former number one sect in the world, the Clear Sky Sect still commands respect throughout the entire Soul Master world even after many years of seclusion.

In particular, those massive iron chains spanning the bottomless abyss are known as an impregnable natural barrier, a place where "one man can hold the pass against ten thousand."

To enter the main peak of the Clear Sky Sect, unless one possesses a flying martial soul or is a powerful expert at the Title Douluo level, the only option is to climb over the swaying, chilly iron chains.

This is not only a test of strength, but also a test of courage.

at this time.

At the edge of the main peak plaza of the Haotian Sect, dozens of direct disciples were holding Haotian Hammers, watching the iron chains warily.

Their faces were filled with tension, but also carried a hint of the pride that belonged to the disciples of the Haotian Sect.

"Second Senior Brother, what do you mean... why haven't we heard from the former Sect Master and the others yet?"

A young disciple tightened his grip on the hammer handle and asked somewhat uneasily.

"I heard that the Spirit Empire has already started to take action against the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan. Is it next for us?"

The middle-aged man, referred to as "Second Senior Brother," glared at him.

"Shut up!"

"The former sect master was an unparalleled Douluo of this era, and the current sect master is also a level 96 Super Douluo!" "If they join forces, who in this world can stop them?"

Although the second senior brother said that, there was a hint of worry hidden deep in his eyes.

But when he looked at the sheer cliff in front of him, which seemed like an insurmountable chasm, he felt a little more at ease.

"There's no need to worry too much. Even if the Spirit Hall really launches a massive attack, so what?"

"This is the perilous Haotian!"

"Unless they can all fly, the only way to get here is by climbing the iron chain."

"As long as we hold this position, we'll smash every one that comes, and smash both of them if two come!"

The disciples nodded in agreement, their fear dissipating considerably.

However, what they don't know is.

The times have changed.

Just when they were convinced that the natural barrier was insurmountable.

"Buzz!"

A strange and vast spatial fluctuation suddenly rippled outwards directly above the main peak plaza without warning.

The sky was originally gray and snowflakes were falling.

Suddenly, it felt as if an invisible giant hand had ripped a gash open.

A pitch-black, deep spatial vortex, over a hundred meters in diameter, appeared out of thin air!
Rotate, expand.

"Then...what is that?!"

All the disciples looked up in horror, their mouths agape.

This was beyond their comprehension.

Then, in their dazed gazes...

One after another, figures exuding a terrifying aura emerged from the vortex as if strolling leisurely, and then landed.

The leader.

Dressed in white, with flowing silver hair, he was as handsome as a celestial being who had stepped out of a painting.

In his hand, he held a long sword that was entirely blood-red and exuded a strong, bloody aura.

behind him.

She is Bibi Dong, dressed in a purple-gold imperial robe, holding a scepter, and exuding majesty over the world.

She was Qian Renxue, clad in golden armor, with twelve wings on her back, and as radiant as the sun.

And the Golden Crocodile Douluo, still ferocious and terrifying in his golden crocodile armor.

Hu Bai directly used the ultimate spatial power, leading his army and ignoring the so-called natural barriers, directly "airdropping" into the heart of the Haotian Sect!
"This is what they call the perilous Haotian?"

Hu Bai landed on his feet, his footsteps echoing crisply on the hard granite of the square.

He glanced at the iron chains swaying in the wind in the distance, and a mocking smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"What is this iron chain compared to absolute power?"

His voice is not loud.

But in the quiet square, it reached the ears of everyone present with crystal clarity.

The whole place was dead silent.

All the disciples of the Haotian Sect were dumbfounded.

Their proud defenses, the natural barrier they regarded as their lifeline.

In front of others, it's like air that doesn't exist.

"Enemy... Enemy attack!!!"

Finally, someone reacted and let out a shrill roar.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

The urgent alarm bell rang throughout the entire Haotian Sect in an instant.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Several powerful auras surged out from the back mountain.

Second Elder, Third Elder, Fourth Elder, Fifth Elder, Seventh Elder.

The only remaining Title Douluo and four Soul Douluo of the Clear Sky Sect landed on the plaza with expressions of shock and anger.

"Who goes there?! How dare you trespass into the Haotian Sect!"

Holding the Haotian Hammer, they glared angrily at Hu Bai and the others.

But when they saw the lineup of the newcomers, their anger instantly turned into terror.

"Bi...Bibi Dong?!"

"Qian Renxue?!"

"And a golden crocodile?!"

This lineup is enough to sweep aside any force on the continent.

They appeared on the main peak of the Haotian Sect without a sound!
Hu Bai did not answer his question.

He simply stepped forward, his gaze sweeping over the group of blustering but cowardly old men.

"It doesn't matter who I am."

"The important thing is..."

Hu Bai raised the blood-red longsword in his hand.

Do you recognize this sword?

The Second Elder's gaze fell on the sword, and his pupils instantly contracted to pinpoints.

His whole body began to tremble violently.

"The Asura Blood Sword?!"

"This is Tang Chen's sword!"

"As long as the sword lives, the man will die!"

"This sword is in your hands... then what about Tang Chen...?"

The Second Elder's voice became sharp and trembling, as if someone were choking him.

The other elders also turned pale, a sense of foreboding rising in their hearts.

Hu Bai casually tossed it aside.

"Qiang!"

The Asura Blood Sword was planted directly into the stone slab in the center of the square, penetrating three-tenths of an inch into the stone. The sword was still trembling slightly and emitting a mournful cry.

"Yes."

Hu Bai said calmly, "Tang Chen is dead, and he committed suicide."

These few simple words were like a bombshell, exploding in the hearts of everyone in the Haotian Sect.

"No! This is impossible!"

The Fifth Elder let out a desperate roar, his eyes instantly turning bloodshot.

"Tang Chen is a level 99 peerless Douluo! He is invincible!"

"How could he be dead? How could he possibly commit suicide?!"

"You're lying! You're trying to demoralize our troops!"

Hu Bai did not offer any explanation.

He simply waved his hand, and six soul bones belonging to Tang Chen and Tang Xiao floated in the air, appearing before the elders and disciples of the Haotian Sect.

Now, even their last shred of hope has been shattered.

Tang Chen and Tang Xiao are both dead.

The sky over the Haotian Sect has fallen.

"Ahhhh!"

The Second Elder roared to the sky, his voice filled with grief, indignation, and despair.

"Spirit Hall! I'll fight you to the death!"

"Brothers! Form ranks!"

"Even if the old sect leader is gone, we still have the Haotian Formation!"

"We'll show these bastards just how tough the Clear Sky Sect really is!"

Following his order.

The remaining four elders were terrified, but they knew there was no way out.

Only fight to the death!

"Haotian Hammer! Appear!"

Boom boom boom boom!
Five enormous Haotian hammers shot into the sky.

The auras of the five Soul Douluos merged together, forming a massive black hammer shadow that protected the sect disciples behind them.

This is a formation that the Haotian Sect developed when they closed their mountain—the [Haotian Battle Formation]!
It can combine the power of five people into one, making offense and defense integrated.

"Fight!"

"Let's die together!"

The five elders roared and activated their battle formation. The huge black hammer shadow, accompanied by a whistling sound, smashed towards Hu Bai and the others.

However, this is nothing short of courting death!
Qian Renxue stepped forward, her long golden hair moving without wind.

The twelve golden wings on its back suddenly unfurled, and a divine radiance instantly illuminated the entire main peak.

"Seraphic Domain!"

...(End of chapter)