Douluo Continent: From Internal Martial Arts to the Law of Heaven and Earth

These are the key points of standing meditation summarized by Tang Shan himself. He once thought of passing them on to Su Yuntao, but he found that his elder brother's horse stance foundation was not good enough, and it would be difficult for him to directly practice standing meditation. Helplessly, he could only instruct the other party to practice the horse stance seriously.

boom!

The sudden sound of the door being pushed open startled Su Yuntao and the Tang Shan brothers. Looking towards the door, they saw a young guard who usually stood at the entrance of the Spirit Hall, panting heavily.

"Xiao Wang, what happened? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Su Yuntao stepped forward, secretly shielding Tang Shan behind him, and asked seriously.

"Lord, the Lord..."

"What happened to my dad?"

Su Yuntao took a big step, his eyes fixed on the young man, his tone filled with undisguised anxiety.

Tang Shan's heart sank suddenly, and he had a bad feeling.

"The Hall Master told me to summon you to the Spirit Hall."

Having finally calmed down, Xiao Wang was a little confused. Why were these two second-generation rich kids so nervous? He didn't seem to have said anything wrong.

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Chapter 18 Changes on the Continent, Tang Hao's Death-Defying Battle Against the Three Titles

"You really gave me a fright just now, Xiao Wang, you're really something..."

On the way to the Spirit Hall in Notting City, Su Yuntao patted the Spirit Hall guard in an annoyed manner.

Xiao Wang smiled awkwardly, not expecting to make such a big blunder. After all, it was his first time working for the Palace Master, and in his excitement, he was only thinking about finishing quickly. He didn't expect that the notification he gave at the end would have such a huge ambiguity.

"Did the Palace Master say why he wanted us to come over?"

The young man shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

Soon, the Spirit Hall of Notting City came into view. At the entrance, a beautiful young woman of about eighteen looked around and, upon spotting Tang Shan and his group in the distance, quickly waved.

"Big brother, is Sister Sisi looking for you?" Tang Shan teased Su Yuntao beside him, his words full of amusement.

Su Yuntao was a little embarrassed, but he still stubbornly said, "Troublesome woman." His words were tough, but his actions betrayed him—he broke away from the small group and couldn't help but quicken his pace to meet the girl running towards him.

Tang Shan continued at a leisurely pace, taking another two minutes to reach the Spirit Hall. By this time, Brother Tao had clearly finished his escapades, looking completely calm, as if nothing had happened.

"Little brother, Dad is looking for us."

Tang Shan didn't expose his elder brother's attempt to get away with it; he simply nodded and followed him upstairs.

Inside a room on the top floor of the Spirit Hall in Notting City, as soon as the door was opened, Matthew, with white hair and a white beard, stepped out. He nodded kindly to the two of them and then went downstairs.

"Shanzi, Yuntao, you two come in."

Su Haichao's loud voice came from inside the room, and Tang Shan breathed a barely perceptible sigh of relief, finally putting his mind at ease.

Pushing open the door, one could see Su Haichao sitting solemnly in his seat, his fingers tapping incessantly on the table, clearly very agitated.

"Dad, what happened?" Tang Shan couldn't help but feel nervous when he saw that Su Haichao was clearly not right.

"A few days ago, a major event occurred on the mainland, a battle between top experts broke out, which may change the entire situation of the Spirit Hall."

……

A few days ago, a simple yet exquisite wooden cabin, humble yet reassuring, was filled with cries of pain.

Outside, a burly, middle-aged man with muscles like granite and a resolute face paced anxiously at the doorway, sometimes wanting to rush into the house, but ultimately forcibly suppressing his recklessness.

"Ah Yin, please make sure nothing happens to you," Tang Hao said, his heart filled with worry.

Even knowing that his wife's cultivation was not weak, and that she was a 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form with incredibly strong physical attributes, how could he not worry about the child's birth?

With a hysterical scream, the room fell silent again. Tang Hao panicked and was about to break down the door, but ultimately restrained himself.

He could clearly sense that the life force in the room had not decreased, but rather increased, indicating that the mother and child were safe.

After some time, the door opened, and a group of midwives who had been specially hired filed out. The old woman at the head of the group walked up to Tang Hao, holding a crumpled baby in her arms.

"Congratulations, mother and child are safe and sound. You have given birth to a precious son."

Tang Hao merely glanced at the baby, nodded perfunctorily, and then barged into the room. Faced with this bizarre situation, the old woman remained completely calm.

She had seen many such examples. "Parents are the true love, and the child is just an accident" was considered normal. She had even seen more outrageous cases where the parents were also an accident and the child was simply abandoned.

Inside the room, a woman lay pale and exhausted, yet her stunning beauty and vibrant life force remained undeniable. Tang Hao held her delicate hand tightly, his eyes filled with concern.

"Ah Yin, are you alright?"

The woman forced a smile: "Brother Hao, bring the child over here, let me see him."

Tang Hao nodded hastily, rushed outside, took the baby from the midwife, listened to her instructions, gave them a sum of money to keep quiet, and told them to leave. Back inside, he carefully placed the baby in the woman's arms: "Ayin, look, this is our son."

"It looks all wrinkled," the woman said, but her actions were full of tenderness as she gently pressed her delicate face against the baby's skin.

……

Meanwhile, in the realm of gods...

A crimson light screen illuminated the scene unfolding on Douluo Continent. A figure shrouded in a blood-red robe stroked his chin and let out a triumphant laugh: "The Chosen One has arrived, and the show is about to begin."

After speaking, the God of Asura stopped watching. With his abilities as a God-King, he already had the subsequent developments under his control and no longer needed to pay attention.

Elsewhere, inside the Sea God's palace, Poseidon, the Sea God, gazed thoughtfully at the birth of the infant, a sly glint in his eyes: "Shura, I never expected you to secretly send someone through time to cultivate a successor. What a cunning scheme. But since you've produced such a fine seedling, I won't be polite."

As he spoke, Poseidon manipulated the heirloom located in the Heavenly Dou Empire to make some modifications, then nodded in satisfaction and turned off the light screen that was monitoring the lower realm.

……

Not long after being reunited with his mother and son, Tang Hao's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly stood up.

"Brother Hao, what's wrong?" Seeing his wife's worried expression, Tang Hao waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, it's probably an old friend visiting."

He instructed, "Ah Yin, you get some rest. I'll be right back."

After saying this, he turned around, pushed open the door, gently closed it, and strode into the distance.

"Tang Hao, come out!"

A cold voice echoed through the entire forest. Figures exuding powerful auras appeared in every corner of the woods, gradually surrounding the area.

Tang Hao's body tensed. The pitch-black hammer, now in his hand, devoured all light. Its immense weight distorted and tore at the surrounding air, and the white patterns on its surface emanated a chilling aura. When he saw the three pairs of wings and nine spirit rings on the leader's back, his heart sank.

There were also two figures beside the man. One was dressed in a white robe with a beautiful face that made it difficult to tell whether he was male or female. The other was hidden in the darkness, like a ghost.

His heart sank to the bottom, and he asked in a deep voice, "May I ask what brings the Pope here?"

Even though he had anticipated the worst-case scenario, Tang Hao still wanted to struggle.

"Hand over that 100,000-year-old soul beast you've been hiding, and you can get lost." Qian Xunji's words were arrogant, his eyes full of disdain.

"That's impossible, that's my wife!" Tang Hao retorted forcefully, his eyes already burning with a death wish.

"Tang Hao, you should think this through. We have three Title Douluos here. How dare you, a mere Soul Douluo, refuse?" The Title Douluo, whose gender was indistinguishable, spoke with a seductive tone, yet his words contained coldness and cruelty.

The spirit rings flashed, and Tang Hao's actions spoke volumes. The jet-black hammer suddenly enlarged, expanding tenfold in the blink of an eye. Its body erupted with immense power, carrying an overwhelming wind pressure, and smashed straight down towards Qian Xunji in the air: "Pope brat! Prepare to die!"

“A futile struggle.” Qian Xunji’s face was full of indifference, but in order to finish the battle quickly, he still used his methods. His seventh spirit ring flashed, and a huge angelic figure appeared behind him, which he then merged into.

The angel, towering over 100 meters tall, materialized from the void and stood on the battlefield, resembling a majestic statue.

Boom!

A tremendous crash resounded as the hammer struck the angel's palm without any fancy moves. Waves of air exploded, uprooting trees and reducing them to fragments in mid-air.

Card wipe!

The enormous recoil force was channeled into the earth by Tang Hao, and cracks several meters long spread across the surface.

"An ant trying to shake a tree." The angel statue curled into a cold smile, light gathered in its hand, and the sun in the sky cast a dazzling radiance. A huge holy sword gradually took shape, its sharp luster cutting cracks into the ground.

"I declare that those who tolerate soul beasts and betray humanity are guilty!" The majestic voice was like that of a true god, judging evil with the authority of judgment.

An unparalleled suppressive force completely enveloped Tang Hao's entire body, making him feel as if he were carrying a mountain on his back, unable to advance an inch.

"Bomb it!"

Tang Hao let out a hysterical roar, his first four spirit rings flashing simultaneously before exploding. With a hiss, a cloud of blood mist burst from his body, but at the same time, an unparalleled sense of power filled his entire being. The pitch-black giant hammer swelled again, its hundred-meter-long head causing the air to shatter and space to warp wherever it passed, disrupting the spirit power of heaven and earth.

"You two work together to finish him off as soon as possible! The rest of you go in and search, don't let that soul beast escape!" Faced with Tang Hao's sudden surge in power, Qian Xunji also felt the pressure and immediately gave the order, no longer allowing Juhua Pass and Guimei to stand by.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" the two replied in unison.

The next moment, a giant chrysanthemum rose from the ground, its petals seemingly slow but actually fast, swirling around Tang Hao and slicing towards his body; the sky suddenly darkened, and ghostly figures appeared simultaneously, with hundreds of chilling ghostly claws reaching out, trying to drag Tang Hao into the deepest hell.

"A broken flower and a little devil, the two of you can't kill me!"

As Tang Hao mocked him, his fifth spirit ring exploded along with the previous four. Although his body suffered another severe injury, an even more powerful force surged into his body. The giant hammer expanded once more, sweeping towards the three Title Douluos who were attacking with earth-shattering momentum!

The holy sword clashed with the hammer, and violent energy fluctuations raged across the area. If subordinates had not already been dispatched, probably no one except Title Douluo and Soul Douluo would have survived on this battlefield.

Facing the attacks of a chrysanthemum and a ghost, Tang Hao was fearless. He concentrated his powerful soul energy in his fist and blasted it towards the other two deadly attacks.

This was no longer a battle between ordinary Title Douluos; it was a fight between a divine martial soul and the number one weapon martial soul in the world, combined with the explosive ring divine technique.

It was also a clash between the backs of two peerless Douluo in the past.

PS: The protagonist's birth is a life-or-death struggle for Tang Hao. This novel's setting doesn't entirely depict Tang Hao's conspiracy; that is, Tang Hao didn't force Ah Yin to sacrifice herself, but he knew Tang San was acting strangely.

Chapter 19 Tang Hao's desperate efforts ultimately led to his sacrifice.

A domineering power enveloped the Clear Sky Hammer, spreading to Tang Hao's body and forming an invisible barrier that protected him.

Boom!

A violent collision resounded as the flower, the ghost, the god, and the giant hammer clashed fiercely, unleashing a torrent of energy that swept across the area.

Faced with the combined attack of the three, even Tang Hao, the current number one genius of the Clear Sky Sect, who had already used the divine skill Ring Explosion, could not withstand it head-on. The immense power from the opponent, along with a strong recoil, came from his own martial soul.

"Watch my disheveled cloak!"

Despite being at a disadvantage, Tang Hao remained calm. He used the recoil to spin around, transforming the force he had brought back into his own power, and unleashed a powerful attack.

Each blow was more ferocious and powerful than the last.

If your strength surpasses mine, then use your strength to accumulate the power carried in my hammer.

If their strength is inferior to mine, they will be stunned by my power, still within the range of my hammer.

This is the true essence of the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique. It doesn't involve charging up power out of thin air, but rather using the opponent's attack to charge up power. It's practically impossible to interrupt it.

Collision! Collision! Another collision!