Douluo Continent: Wielding Ice and Fire, Starting by Crushing Shrek Academy

In the distant Martial Soul City, the Hall of Worship is perpetually shrouded in golden light.

This is the tallest building in the Spirit Hall, and also the most sacred place.

Inside the offering hall, Qian Daoliu, who had not appeared for a long time, made a rare appearance in front of everyone.

His blond hair was dazzling, and he had an extraordinary presence.

He stood by the window, gazing in the direction of Tiandou City.

His eyes were calm, yet carried an indescribable meaning.

The Golden Crocodile Douluo and other offerings were arranged on both sides, their heads bowed respectfully.

"That owner of Luoyuan is quite interesting!"

Qian Daoliu spoke calmly, his voice even, revealing little emotion.

Golden Crocodile Douluo looked up, his face showing confusion.

"The Grand Master is nothing but an arrogant young man, not worth mentioning."

Qian Daoliu shook his head and sighed softly, a faint self-deprecating smile playing on his lips.

"I can use a telepathic ability that covers the entire continent; even I can't do that."

He looked at Golden Crocodile Douluo noncommittally and asked with a smile.

"Second brother, are you saying this is a young man who doesn't know his own limitations?"

Upon hearing this, Golden Crocodile Douluo was taken aback, then lowered his head and said, "It was my slip of the tongue."

Qian Daoliu waved his hand dismissively, not caring.

"What a pity..."

He muttered to himself, with a touch of emotion, "After my battle with Tang Chen back then, I've never encountered a worthy opponent again."

A long-dormant fighting spirit suddenly ignited in his eyes.

"I really want to have a match with this Young Master Luo!"

"It seems it's time to make a trip to the Clear Sky Sect's gates!"

Seeing his elder brother suddenly feel a fighting spirit he hadn't felt in a long time, Golden Crocodile Douluo was excited, but still whispered a reminder.

"Great Elder, you once swore that you would never set foot in the Haotian Sect's mountain gate again."

Qian Daoliu smiled calmly.

"So what does it have to do with me that Young Master Luo attacked the Haotian Sect?"

A glint of anticipation flashed in his eyes: "I'm just going over to see what's going on."

Golden Crocodile Douluo grinned, still not quite used to his usually straightforward older brother saying something so witty.

Could it be that the appearance of that Young Master Luo reminded my elder brother of his youthful days?

Qian Daoliu gazed out the window again, sighing to himself.

"Tang Chen, if you were still here, how would you have handled this crisis?"

In an instant, the offering hall fell silent.

Qian Daoliu's figure disappeared, leaving only a slow flow of golden light.

…………

At the same time, not far away, at the Papal Palace.

Bibidon, wearing a purple-gold crown and holding a scepter, sat on the high papal throne.

After listening to his subordinate's report, a rare smile appeared on his lips.

"Haotian Sect..."

She muttered to herself, "Finally, someone's going to clean up for me."

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei stood below, looking puzzled.

Yue Guan couldn't help but press further, "Your Holiness, are you referring to that Young Master Luo?"

Bibi Dong nodded: "That's right."

"The Haotian Sect has always been the biggest obstacle to the Soul Hunting Project."

She suddenly stood up and walked down the steps: "Qian Daoliu's oath back then prevented the Spirit Hall from taking action against the Clear Sky Sect."

"Now that someone is taking the lead for us, why not?"

"What if that Young Master Luo loses?"

Clearly, Ghost Douluo did not believe that anyone could take on the entire Haotian Sect single-handedly.

Bibi Dong, however, did not care. Instead, she sneered, "Elder Gui, why are you thinking of others? Even if the Lord of Luo Garden loses, it won't be a loss for us."

A cold glint flashed in her eyes. "But if we win, we'll have one less major threat."

"Regardless of the outcome, the Spirit Hall is the winner!"

The two, Yue and Gui, suddenly realized: "Your Holiness the Pope is wise."

Bibi Dong turned around and walked up the steps again, gracefully sitting on the papal throne.

"but……"

She paused, a calculating glint in her eyes: "We can't just sit back and watch the show; we have to do something."

"What does Your Majesty wish to do?"

"Of course we must stop Tang Hao from coming to apologize."

Yue Guan was taken aback, a sense of confusion rising in his mind: "Your Majesty... could it be... that you intend to protect Tang Hao?"

"No."

Bibi Dong tapped the armrest, her voice full of shrewdness, "I must ensure that Tang Hao will not bow his head."

"Three days is too long. I will leave him with no way out."

"We must make that Young Master Luo really attack the Haotian Sect."

A strange madness flashed in her eyes: "It would be best if both sides were severely injured!"

Yue Guan and Gui Douluo exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes.

"What are you still standing there for?"

Bibi Dong's voice suddenly turned cold: "Deploy all your informants and search for Tang Hao's whereabouts on the mainland."

"Once you find it, don't alert the enemy."

"Just make sure he doesn't go to Luoyuan to apologize."

Yue Guan quickly asked, "What if he wants to go?"

A murderous glint flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes: "Then... let him not be able to go."

Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo were startled and quickly accepted the order.

"yes!"

…………

Deep within the Starry Sky Forest, there is a hidden cave.

Outside the cave, wind and rain raged, and thunder roared.

Rainwater flowed in through the hole, wetting the ground.

Tang Hao sat cross-legged in the cave, a campfire burning in front of him.

With his disheveled hair and coarse cloth cloak, he was a completely different person from Haotian Douluo on the day of the night raid on Luoyuan.

The weakness from the exploding rings had not completely subsided, and the firelight reflected on his face, flickering on and off.

"Three days..."

Tang Hao closed his eyes and muttered to himself, countless fragments flashing through his mind.

In the protracted battle against the Spirit Hall, he wielded the Clear Sky Hammer and was invincible.

Qian Xunji was no match for him; it was just a matter of a single blow.

But he lost too much in that battle!

His wife, Ah Yin, sacrificed herself, leaving him and his son behind.

That day, he cried like a child.

From then on, he began his escape, being hunted down by the Spirit Hall, hiding in various places for more than ten years.

He dared not return to his sect and could only hide with his son in the remote Holy Soul Village until he awakened his twin martial souls.

Soon after, he could only watch Tang San grow up in the shadows.

Watch him grow stronger step by step...

Watch him meet Shrek's friends...

Watch as he arrived in Heaven Dou City with the academy...

then……

Because of a moment of impulsiveness, he brought great disaster upon the sect.

Tang Hao opened his eyes, which were filled with exhaustion.

"A-Gin..."

He murmured, "Did I do something wrong?"

Thunder rumbled outside the cave, as if in response.

Tang Hao gripped the Clear Sky Hammer tightly, a hint of hesitation flashing across his expression.

"Go to Luoyuan to apologize?"

He immediately shook his head violently, his attitude resolute: "Impossible! In my entire life, I, Tang Hao, have never bowed my head to anyone!"

But if we don't back down, given Young Master Luo's temperament, he might really attack the Haotian Sect.

He thought of his elder brother Tang Xiao, and the elders of the sect.

Although he was expelled from the sect, Haotian Sect was still his home.

He couldn't let the sect suffer because of him!

Tang Hao stood up, walked out of the cave, and let the rain hit his face.

I couldn't tell if it was rain or tears; they streamed down my cheeks.

"Big brother..."

I'm sorry.

After a long silence, a resolute glint flashed in Tang Hao's eyes.

He decided to sneak back to Haotian Sect and join forces with his elder brother Tang Xiao to fight against Liangyi Luo.

Even if we are no match for them, we must fight to the death.

He gripped the Haotian Hammer tightly and muttered, "At worst, I'll just have to risk exploding the rings."

"I refuse to believe that Young Master Luo can really destroy my Haotian Sect."

Tang Hao let out a long sigh, wiped the water off his face, and began to move towards the Haotian Sect.