Douluo Continent: Martial Soul - Dragon Abyss Sword, Peerless Prodigy

Chapter 44 Returning to the Clan!

Qian Daoliu nodded slowly, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

"Lin Han, you not only won the battle, but also won the battle of character. You know how to appreciate your opponent and how to give your all. In the future, you will surely become one of the top experts on the continent."

Bibi Dong ran over quickly and walked to Lin Han's side, her face full of joy and worry.

"Junior brother, how are you? Are you seriously injured?"

"It's nothing, just a minor injury. I'll recover after a short rest," Lin Han said with a gentle smile.

Tang Hao was helped up by the Haotian Sect disciples who arrived later. He still stared intently at Lin Han, his tone firm.

"Lin Han, remember this: I will definitely come back! Next time, I will use the Clear Sky Hammer to smash your sword!"

"I'll be waiting." Lin Han nodded slightly, showing no sign of disdain.

The Haotian Sect disciples helped Tang Hao up and turned to walk down the mountain.

Tang Hao's back view remained defiant; even with severe injuries and a crushing defeat, he showed no sign of distress, only resentment and determination.

He will not admit defeat. He will work hard to cultivate and break through as soon as possible, so that he can challenge Lin Han again and reclaim the glory that belongs to him.

Lin Han watched Tang Hao's departing figure, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes.

He knew that Tang Hao was no ordinary person, and this crushing defeat would only motivate him to work even harder.

Tang Hao will undoubtedly become one of his strongest rivals in the future.

The cheers still echoed in the square, everyone was cheering for Lin Han and celebrating his victory.

Lin Han stood in the center of the square, his white clothes stained with blood, yet he remained upright, his eyes gleaming even brighter.

This ultimate duel between sword and hammer ended in Lin Han's victory.

Lin Han, a level 35 Soul Master, defeated a level 39 Soul Master, creating another miracle.

His name will not only spread throughout the Spirit Hall, but will also spread throughout the entire Douluo Continent, becoming a legend among the younger generation.

Tang Hao's crushing defeat also made everyone realize that Lin Han of the Spirit Hall was not just a name without substance, and that the prodigy of the Clear Sky Sect was not invincible.

On the high platform, Qian Xunji gazed at Lin Han's figure, her eyes filled with anticipation.

"Lin Han, in today's battle, you not only defeated the prodigy of the Clear Sky Sect, but also demonstrated the prestige of the Spirit Hall. In the future, you will surely lead the Spirit Hall to new heights."

Lin Han looked up at Qian Xunji and Qian Daoliu, bowed respectfully, and spoke with a firm tone.

"This disciple will certainly live up to the expectations of my teacher and the Grand Elder, diligently cultivate, safeguard the glory of the Spirit Hall, and live up to the name of a peerless genius!"

Sunlight streamed down, reflecting off Lin Han's white clothes and giving them a faint golden glow.

The Dragon Abyss Sword hummed softly in its sheath, as if celebrating the victory and anticipating future challenges.

A clash of titans has come to an end, but Lin Han's legend, and his bond with Tang Hao, have only just begun.

In the future, when Tang Hao returns and the sword and hammer clash once more, an even greater storm will surely be stirred up, and the entire Douluo Continent will be shaken once again.

The sword-hammer duel came to an end, and the cheers outside the Spirit Hall's mountain gate continued for a long time.

Lin Han's white robes were stained with blood, yet his posture remained upright. His calm and composed demeanor left a deep impression on every onlooker.

Qian Xunji and Qian Daoliu slowly walked down from the high platform, their expressions of approval undisguised.

The surrounding high-ranking officials and disciples gathered around, and shouts of praise, "Lord Lin Han," echoed throughout the square.

"Lin Han, in today's battle, you not only thwarted the Haotian Sect's spirit, but also showed the entire continent the brilliance of the younger generation of our Spirit Hall."

Qian Xunji patted him on the shoulder, his tone bold and unrestrained.

"Do you know that after this battle, all the major sects will definitely re-examine my Spirit Hall, and your name will become a benchmark for the younger generation on the continent."

Lin Han bowed respectfully, his tone still humble: "This disciple has only done his best. It is an honor for this disciple to bring glory to the Spirit Hall."

He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and with a slight circulation of his soul power, the sluggishness caused by the minor injury dissipated by most of it.

The body, forged from ten thousand years of whale glue, already possesses formidable regenerative abilities. Coupled with the nourishment from the near-demigod Dragon Abyss Meditation Method, this injury is nothing to fear.

Qian Daoliu's gaze fell on the soul rings surrounding Lin Han, a hint of fervor flashing in his eyes.

"Your millennia-old black ring has a profound foundation, and there is still room for improvement in the fusion of thunder power and sword intent."

"There is a Sword Heart Secret Realm behind the Spirit Hall." Within this realm, soul energy is abundant, further enhanced by ancient sword patterns, which can help you hone your sword intent, stabilize your cultivation, and even attempt to break through to the Soul Master realm.

"Starting tomorrow, you will enter the secret realm to cultivate. The Hall of Offerings will provide all the resources you need."

"This disciple thanks the Great Venerable One!" Lin Han was overjoyed.

He had long heard of the Sword Heart Secret Realm, which was the core inheritance site of the Spirit Hall, and ordinary disciples did not even have the qualifications to approach it.

Now that he can enter the secret realm to cultivate, it is undoubtedly an excellent opportunity for him to break through.

Bibi Dong stood aside, her eyes filled with joy for Lin Han, but also with a hint of determination.

"Junior brother, you can focus on your cultivation in the secret realm. I will work even harder to break through to the Soul Venerable realm as soon as possible, so that you won't have to go on alone."

"Senior sister, there's no need to rush things. Just take it one step at a time," Lin Han said with a gentle smile.

"The Spider God Meditation Technique needs to be honed slowly, and the potential of the twin martial souls also needs to be gradually stimulated. Do not be impatient."

That afternoon, Lin Han returned to his residence, and after a short rest, he began to prepare what he needed for cultivation.

He took out the sword heart jade marrow that Qian Xunji had bestowed upon him. The jade marrow was pure white and exuded a faint sword aura. It felt warm to the touch.

The mere proximity caused his sword intent to stir subtly, clearly indicating that it was a treasure for honing sword intent.

In addition, a thousand Soul Guide Coins and ten thousand-year-old spiritual herbs are enough to support his cultivation in the secret realm without worrying about resource shortages.

Meanwhile, atop Haotian Mountain, Tang Hao was helped back to his sect by his disciples.

Throughout the journey, he remained silent, his face as pale as paper, the blood at the corner of his mouth still wet, yet his eyes still burned with an indomitable flame.

He was taken directly to Elder Tang Shi's residence. Tang Shi looked at the seriously injured Tang Hao with heartache and helplessness in his eyes.

"Brother Hao, do you know your mistake?" Tang Shi asked in a heavy tone.

"Sending you down the mountain for training was to let you find opponents and hone your character, not to let you act recklessly and challenge the Spirit Hall's prodigies alone, only to end up severely injured like this!"

Tang Hao struggled to sit up, coughing up a mouthful of blood, but his tone remained arrogant.

"I was right! Lin Han is very strong, the strongest opponent I've ever faced. Even in defeat, I deserve respect!"

"If my soul power hadn't been insufficient, and if he hadn't had a ten-thousand-year soul ring, he would definitely have lost!"

"You're still being stubborn!" Tang Shi sighed.

"Lin Han is a level 35 Soul Master, yet he was able to defeat you, a level 39 Soul Master. The difference is not just the ten-thousand-year Soul Ring, but also the comprehensive difference in mentality and combat power."

"You have been exceptionally talented since childhood, which has fostered your unruly nature. This crushing defeat may not be a bad thing for you; it may allow you to see your own shortcomings."

Just then, an old and domineering voice came from outside the door: "Shi'er, there's no need to be harsh on him."