Douluo Continent: I Have a Nameless Law

"Feng Zhi, don't think too much. Since the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has fully cooperated with the Spirit Hall, then let's cooperate well in the future. With me and Old Bones here, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will never be ridden on by petty villains."

“Old Swordsman is right. With the two of us here, Feng Zhi, you can do whatever you want.”

Ning Fengzhi felt a warmth in his heart and smiled, "Thank you, Uncle Jian and Uncle Gu. It is a great fortune for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to have you two here."

"Alright, Fengzhi, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's summon all the elders of the sect to the main hall to discuss the cooperation with the Spirit Hall."

Chen Xin waved his hand. He had long regarded the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School as his home, so there was no need to say more. They all knew Ning Fengzhi's sincerity and ambition, and would naturally give their full support.

"it is good."

Ning Fengzhi nodded.

Gu Rong stood up and vanished from his spot in a flash. A moment later, the melodious sound of bells rang out within the sect.

On this day, all those at the Soul Saint level or above within the sect gathered in the Seven Treasures Hall.

With the support of Chen Xin and Gu Rong, Ning Fengzhi overcame all objections and established the general direction for the development of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School for the next few decades or even a hundred years.

Inside Wuhun City, Qian Xunji also dispatched Gui Mei to discuss cooperation with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

During this period, Dugu Bo also brought Dugu Xin to join the Spirit Hall. The Spirit Hall naturally attached great importance to the addition of a Soul Douluo and held a grand welcoming ceremony.

Chapter 73 Tang Hao Enters the City of Slaughter

At this time, the Haotian Sect had not yet retired. The sect was located three hundred miles east of Tiandou City. The area was surrounded by mountains, with beautiful yet precipitous scenery. The sect was built at the foot of the mountains, and there were many small villages nearby.

Since returning from the Spirit Hall, Tang Hao has almost doubled his daily cultivation time. Every day, he runs to the back mountain to swing his giant hammer and practice the Haotian Ultimate Technique, the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique.

Although Tang Hao was very strong in relation to the Nine Secrets of Haotian, the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique suited him better than the Nine Secrets of Haotian.

So after he returned, he stopped practicing the Nine Secrets of Haotian and focused solely on practicing the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique and the Great Sumeru Hammer.

Tang Hao's actions naturally attracted everyone's attention.

"Ever since Second Brother returned from the Spirit Hall, he's been like this. If he keeps practicing like this day and night, won't he suffer a qi deviation?"

Tang Yuehua was very worried. Although he understood Tang Hao's desire to grow stronger and defeat his opponent as quickly as possible after encountering one, he feared that going too far might backfire...

"Father, this isn't a solution for Haodi. We need to think of something."

Tang Xiao had advised Tang Hao many times to take a break, saying that cultivation requires a balance of work and rest, but Tang Hao just nodded perfunctorily and then went back to doing whatever he was supposed to do.

Tang Tian shook his head slightly, "Given Hao'er's condition, perhaps only your grandfather can do something about it."

Tang Hao acted this way simply because of that final sparring match during the Pope's wedding.

Although it appeared to be a draw, everyone knew that Tang Hao had lost.

After all, Tang Hao was not only more than ten levels higher in soul power than his opponent, but also much older. Despite being more than ten years ahead, he was still defeated to a draw by a mere four-ring Soul Master.

This was undoubtedly a huge blow to Tang Hao, who was always proud and arrogant.

Given such a stimulus, this reaction is not surprising.

"But it seems that my grandfather has no intention of intervening at all."

Tang Yuehua watched her second brother swinging the Haotian Hammer again and again on the mountaintop like a madman, her eyes filled with worry.

This situation has lasted for more than half a month. Tang Hao not only did not relax, but he also increased the time he spent cultivating every day, and even replaced sleep with meditation at night.

Such a state of cultivation is practically like going into a state of demonic possession; how can one not be worried?

In fact, Tang Chen did not ignore Tang Hao's situation over the past two weeks; on the contrary, he had been secretly observing Tang Hao's condition.

There's really nothing to worry about.

"That's about it."

Tang Chen muttered to himself, then casually tossed the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand toward Tang Hao, who was cultivating. This attack did not use any soul power, and its power was controlled within the range that the opponent could withstand.

Tang Tian was the first to react, but seeing that it was his father who had taken action, he was not too worried.

Tang Hao's eyes sharpened, and he reacted almost instantly, realizing that the hammer's momentum had reached its peak.

"Great Sumeru Hammer, Chaotic Cloak!!"

Tang Hao roared, his eyes bloodshot, his voice echoing across the mountaintop.

The Haotian Hammer grew longer as it faced the wind. With a vigorous swing, the hammer collided, and a terrifying shockwave spread outwards from Tang Hao as the center.

Tang Tian stood in front of Tang Yuehua, shielding her from all the impact.

The Haotian Hammer that Tang Chen casually threw was knocked away and was picked up by Tang Chen again.

Tang Hao, on the other hand, was so exhausted that he was half-kneeling on the ground, leaning on the big hammer, panting heavily.

"Not bad, not bad, Hao'er's Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique has reached perfection."

Tang Chen appeared beside Tang Hao almost instantly; his speed was even faster than that of a Title Douluo of the Agility-type.

"grandfather."

Tang Hao stood up and cupped his hands in greeting.

"Father."

"grandfather."

Tang Tian and the other two also came over.

Tang Chen waved his hand, indicating that there was no need for formalities, then looked at Tang Hao and asked seriously, "Tang Hao, you want to become stronger, but simply cultivating like this is useless."

"Please give me your guidance, Grandfather."

Tang Hao's gaze was firm, and those eyes, yearning to become stronger, made Tang Chen vaguely see a reflection of his own youth.

Perhaps this is a feeling that comes with age: eventually seeing a reflection of oneself in some outstanding younger generations, which leads to feelings of goodwill.

Tang Hao's indomitable spirit and fearlessness in the face of any enemy were so much like my own.

That is why he loved this grandson even more within the entire Haotian Sect.

"Hao'er, I have a way to make you stronger quickly. If you succeed, you will gain a domain. If you fail, you will die. I will give you three days to think about it. If you have made up your mind, come find me."

"Father, this..."

Before Tang Tian could finish speaking, Tang Chen raised his hand to interrupt him.

"Haha, Grandfather, there's no need to think about it. As long as I can become stronger, I can bear any price."

Tang Hao laughed loudly, full of confidence. If he, Tang Hao, could be so frightened by the threat of death that he could not move forward, then what qualifications would he have to fight Gu Han on the same level?

A hint of appreciation flashed in Tang Chen's eyes, and he placed his right hand heavily on Tang Hao's shoulder. "Good, you are indeed my good grandson. In that case, come with me."

After saying that, Tang Chen turned his gaze to Tang Tian and his two sons and said, "Hao'er and I will be able to return in five years at most. During this period, you, Tian'er, will be in charge of all affairs of the Haotian Sect."

"Yes, Father."

Tang Tian nodded, then turned his gaze to Tang Hao: "Hao'er, I won't say anything more. Since you want to become stronger, then go and bravely venture forth. I believe that with your abilities, you will definitely succeed."

"Brother Hao, your brother and sister are waiting for you to come back to drink and eat meat in the sect." Tang Xiao solemnly grabbed Tang Hao's shoulders to encourage him.

"Second brother, you must come back safely."

Tang Yuehua watched Tang Hao with worried eyes. This trip was likely to be fraught with danger, so how could she not be worried?

"Haha, big brother, don't worry, third sister, I, Tang Hao, won't die so easily."

Tang Hao laughed heartily, exuding confidence.

He is Tang Hao, Tang Chen's grandson, one of the Haotian Twin Stars. He possesses the most powerful weapon spirit in the entire continent, as well as the strongest ultimate skill. Even without using his spirit skills, he is not afraid of facing a Soul Saint.

After saying their goodbyes, Tang Chen led Tang Hao away from the sect.

The place they were heading to was the most dangerous place on the continent, the City of Slaughter.

The gathering place of fallen soul masters. In that special place, no one can use soul skills. Once you enter there, it means you will be caught in an endless battle.

However, as long as one can successfully complete one hundred killing victories, one can pass through Hell Road and leave the City of Slaughter.

If you succeed, you will inevitably gain access to a powerful domain.

The Realm of the God of Slaughter.

Chapter 74 Yu Xiaogang Surrounded by His Clan Members

"Yu Xiaogang, it's all because of you, you piece of trash, that you took away our cultivation resources. Otherwise, how could our Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus have lost so much face this time?"

Yu Qingtian, along with a group of younger disciples, surrounded Yu Xiaogang in a corner. They were all indignant, glaring at this sect scum and good-for-nothing in their eyes.

Yu Xiaogang frowned, suppressing his fear, and retorted through gritted teeth, "Yu Qingtian, you're causing trouble with so many disciples, aren't you afraid of being punished by the sect leader?"

"Sect Master's punishment?"

Yu Qingtian snorted coldly, "Yu Xiaogang, stop threatening me with the sect leader. If the sect leader weren't your father, you piece of trash wouldn't even be able to reach level ten. You've taken up most of our cultivation resources, yet all you do is make your martial spirit fart. You're a disgrace to our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, a scumbag!!"

"You are not qualified to be a member of my Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family at all!"

"That's right, Yu Xiaogang, you are not qualified to be a member of my Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan at all. You are a scumbag. Get out of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan!"

All the young people were moved by Yu Qingtian's words. They realized that half of their resources had been taken away for no reason, causing their cultivation to fall short of expectations. If it weren't for their powerful martial souls, the disciples of other sects, except for the Haotian Sect, could still handle the situation.

However, the strongest member of the younger generation of Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex was actually defeated by Tang Hao with just two hammer blows, which was a huge disgrace to the sect.

If it weren't for that good-for-nothing Yu Xiaogang, Yu Qingtian might already be a high-level Soul Master, or even a Soul King. With his Dragon Transformation Technique, how could he have lost so miserably?

It's all Yu Xiaogang's fault, that good-for-nothing!!

"Useless trash, utterly worthless! You're a disgrace!!"

The repeated insults of "worthless" pierced Yu Xiaogang's ears, stabbed into his heart, and ravaged his self-esteem.

Yu Xiaogang clenched his fists, veins bulging, tears welling in his eyes, feeling extremely wronged.

"A bunch of useless trash. They're not as skilled as others, so instead of focusing on their cultivation, they're making a racket here."

A powerful voice resounded deep within the crowd, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, silencing everyone.

Everyone automatically made way and turned to look back. They saw Yu Yuanzhen and Yu Luomian standing behind them. Yu Yuanzhen's eyes were filled with a fierce light as he scanned everyone and finally fixed his gaze on Yu Qingtian.

Everyone who was glanced at involuntarily lowered their heads, including Yu Qingtian, who kept his head down and dared not meet the sect leader's gaze.

When Yu Xiaogang saw that it was his elderly father, his grievances grew even stronger, and his voice choked with emotion.