章 112: Chapter 112: The Miserable Strength Clan
Chapter 112: The Miserable Strength Clan
Tang Hao stormed out of Shrek Academy, heading straight toward the Sunset Forest.
Meanwhile, Xiao Wu had just left Shrek Academy herself. Naturally, her pace couldn't match Tang Hao's speed, and he soon passed her, disappearing into the distance ahead.
Sensing Tang Hao's familiar soul power and the direction it faded away to, Xiao Wu quickly guessed his destination. Unable to contain her excitement, she whispered, "That's great! Uncle Tang must be going to avenge Brother San. That wretched Nine Stars Palace, how dare they treat him like that? They all deserve to die!"
"He's just looking for trouble, little rabbit."
Suddenly, a disdainful voice rang out in her ear, startling Xiao Wu. She leaped several times to land on the other side, her martial soul instantly activating. Two yellow and one purple soul rings circled around her as she vigilantly eyed the direction the voice came from.
Not far away, a man stood quietly. He wore a tight black outfit, his hands clasped behind his back. His gaze was as cold as a blade, exuding a dominating aura. It was none other than Rhadamanthys.
Seeing the tense Xiao Wu, Rhadamanthys sneered. "Little rabbit, there's no point in struggling before me."
As he spoke, nine soul rings—two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red—rose from his body. The pressure of his ninety-sixth level soul power instantly crushed Xiao Wu, leaving her unable to move.
Xiao Wu felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. A Titled Douluo! Another Titled Douluo!
Weren't there only around twenty Titled Douluos on the continent? Why were they all showing up around her?
"You greedy humans, don't even think about taking my spirit ring and spirit bones!"
As she spoke, red light burst from her body. It was clear that she intended to self-destruct.
"Foolish! Even if you still possessed your hundred-thousand-year cultivation, you would never be able to self-destruct in front of me today!"
Rhadamanthys moved with blinding speed, appearing behind Xiao Wu in an instant. He struck the back of her neck with a merciless blow, knocking her unconscious while simultaneously sealing her soul power.
Lifting Xiao Wu, Rhadamanthys glanced in the direction Tang Hao had gone, then turned to look toward Heaven Dou City. A hint of amusement crossed his lips. "Aiakos, I wonder if you'll make it in time to see which of us will bring down the mighty Haotian Douluo."
With that, his figure flashed, turning into a streak of light as he darted toward where Tang Hao had gone.
Meanwhile, in Heaven Dou City, at the Strength Clan's stronghold...
All members of the Strength Clan stood frozen as if an immobilizing spell had bound them to the ground. Their faces were as pale as paper, their legs trembling uncontrollably. In their dull eyes, only one emotion was visible—fear!
The source of their fear floated quietly in mid-air. His hands were clasped behind his back, and his deep eyes resembled bottomless, icy pools, radiating a chilling coldness. His gaze alone sent shivers down anyone's spine.
In front of him, Tai Tan, the once proud and arrogant leader of the Strength Clan, was breathing heavily, his face twisted in pain. Half of his body was stained red with blood, which continued to gush from his wounds.
"Tai Tan, this is the price for defying the Nine Stars Palace. If it weren't for Elder Yang Wudi pleading on your behalf, today would have been the day your entire clan was wiped out."
Aiakos's expression was cold, his voice filled with killing intent.
What terrified the onlookers the most was that he hadn't even summoned his martial soul. He had solely relied on his mastery of soul power to reduce the famous Soul Douluo Tai Tan to such a pitiful state.
"I'll fight you to the death!"
Tai Tan, a renowned figure in the soul master world, had never suffered such humiliation. A surge of hot blood rushed to his head. Ignoring the vast gap in their strengths, he unleashed his most powerful attack: "Eighth Soul Skill, Heaven Shaking Strike!"
Tai Tan's eighth soul ring came from a Quintessential Ant that had cultivated for over fifty thousand years, granting him an all-around attack skill. It unleashed 150% of his maximum power, centered on his location, attacking all directions. He would not stop until his opponent was defeated.
"Courting death!"
Facing Tai Tan's strongest strike, Aiakos finally revealed his true martial soul. In the sky above, a gigantic bird emitting a strange glow soared, its vast wings blocking out the sun, casting the entire Strength Clan into its shadow.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, and red—nine soul rings appeared in sequence.
"Sixth Soul Skill, Golden Wings of the Sky!"
Aiakos's martial soul, Garuda, unfurled its massive wings, gathering an immense power within them. With a single flap, a powerful gust of wind surged forward, heading straight toward Tai Tan.
Boom!
The two soul skills clashed head-on, producing a deafening explosion.
Although Aiakos only used his sixth soul skill, it completely overpowered Tai Tan's eighth soul skill.
The clash lasted only a brief moment before the gust of wind generated by Garuda crushed Tai Tan's attack and surged toward him.
Bang! Bang! Bang!!!
In the terrified eyes of the Strength Clan members, their once-mighty clan leader was sent flying like a meteor. His body crashed through six or seven buildings before finally coming to a stop, leaving behind nothing but ruins and rubble in his wake.
Aiakos didn't even bother to chase after him to deal another blow. He had full confidence that Tai Tan, after taking his attack, had lost all ability to fight.
Slowly, Aiakos turned his gaze toward Tai Tan's son, Tai Nuo, the young leader of the Strength Clan. The Soul King, with a mere fifty-eight levels of cultivation, was so frightened by Aiakos's gaze that his face turned deathly pale. Trembling, he stammered, "Se-senior, you-you—"
"Save your breath!"
Aiakos cut off Tai Nuo's shaky reply indifferently. "Because of your clan leader Tai Tan's foolishness, our Nine Stars Palace lost a hundred-thousand-year transformed soul beast that came right to our doorstep. I think it's reasonable for me to demand compensation from you."
"R-reasonable, reasonable!"
Tai Nuo nodded furiously, like a pecking chicken.
Aiakos's mouth curved into a sinister smile. "In that case, hand over all the treasures your Strength Clan has been hoarding!"
"A-all of them?"
Tai Nuo was instantly dumbfounded.
Aiakos gave him a cold glance. "What, do you have a problem with that?"
"N-no problem!"
Facing a superpower capable of exterminating his entire clan, Tai Nuo didn't dare to utter a single word of complaint. Dejected, he headed toward their family treasury.
"Remember, I want everything. If you dare to hide even a single item and I find out, there will be only one path for your Strength Clan today!"
Aiakos's icy voice echoed in Tai Nuo's ears, crushing any remaining thoughts of defiance. He dared not risk the lives of his entire clan.
Not long after, Aiakos soared into the sky, wings flapping as he flew away, having looted the Strength Clan completely.
The terrified members of the Strength Clan remained frozen in place until Aiakos disappeared into the distance. Then, in a panic, they rushed to dig Tai Tan out of the rubble.
Tai Tan, being thick-skinned and possessing the strength of a Soul Douluo, had survived since Aiakos, due to Yang Wudi's plea, had not struck a fatal blow. Even before the healing-type soul masters arrived, he groggily regained consciousness.
Upon hearing his son Tai Nuo's account of what had transpired, Tai Tan couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. Looking up to the sky, he roared in fury, "What a disgrace! What a disgrace!"
(End of Chapter)
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