บท 258: Chapter 229: Tang Chen Returns to Haotian (Part 1)
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"Great Ancestor! This way, please!"
Tang Long and Tang Hu hurriedly led the way outside, but Tang Chen, with a single leap, transported himself along with Tang Hao, Tang Long, and Tang Hu several kilometers, arriving in front of the Haotian Sect's gate.
Tang Hao could sense the shift, but Tang Long and Tang Hu were bewildered, finding themselves suddenly transported from a small village to the open space before the sect.
"This is the power of an unrivaled Douluo?"
"Truly formidable!"
At this moment, Tang Long and Tang Hu had no doubts left. The middle-aged man before them was none other than Tang Chen, the former sect leader and the supreme master of his time!
"Who dares trespass in the Haotian Sect?"
Sensing the oppressive soul power of an unrivaled Douluo, the sect's five elders and the current leader, Tang Xiao, all rushed out, each accompanied by their nine soul rings, gathering at the gate.
"Brother Hao!"
Though Tang Hao's face was weathered, and he sported a scruffy beard, Tang Xiao recognized him immediately, eyes filled with joy, and retracted his martial soul and soul rings at once.
However, the five elders remained cautious, gripping their Haotian Hammers and eyeing Tang Hao and the man beside him warily.
Despite the familiarity, the overwhelming pressure suggested the visitors might not have friendly intentions.
"Big Brother!" Tang Hao, equally excited to see Tang Xiao again, hurriedly introduced, "Elders, do not attack. This is my father, the previous Haotian Douluo."
"Could it be!" The second elder finally realized who stood before them, his body trembling.
"Well, it seems I haven't been forgotten by the Haotian Sect." Tang Chen flicked his right hand, and his soul power surged, sending the five elders flying, blood spurting from their mouths as their internal organs churned.
Yet, none of them felt fear. Their eyes shone with excitement and enthusiasm.
The backbone of the Haotian Sect had returned!
"You are disgraceful! Despite being Titled Douluo, you're so weak that you bring shame to the Haotian Hammer," Tang Chen scolded. "I don't even feel like teaching you a lesson."
Tang Xiao helped the five elders up, and they all knelt, acknowledging their faults to Tang Chen.
As for what they had done wrong, they didn't know. It didn't matter, for Tang Chen's words were absolute and unquestionable commands for the Haotian disciples.
"From now on, Tang Hao is reinstated in the sect," Tang Chen issued his first order. "You expelled him for killing the previous Pope of the Spirit Hall and went into seclusion. You have trampled on the prestige and pride I built for Haotian."
"When I fought Qian Daoliu back then, I intended to kill him. Why don't you have that kind of resolve?"
"No wonder the Haotian Sect has fallen to this state."
"If the Spirit Hall wants to fight, then we fight them head-on. So what if they have more Titled Douluo? Do you think the other sects will just watch the Haotian Sect be destroyed? The principle of 'if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold' is something the other sects understand."
"Your lack of ruthlessness is why you suffer."
Tang Xiao and the five elders felt deeply ashamed. Even if they had other thoughts, they didn't dare express them in front of Tang Chen, who was notoriously domineering.
"By the way, Tang Hao's son, Tang San, although his spirit isn't the Haotian Hammer, he carries the Haotian Sect's bloodline and should be recognized as a member of the clan. Despite his spirit not being the Haotian Hammer, Tang Hao's grandson has more spirit than all of you combined. Even if he acted out of anger for a woman, he's still better than you." Tang Chen wasn't particularly concerned about direct descendants with spirits other than the Haotian Hammer, but Tang Hao's son, Tang San, seemed impressive. Tang Hao mentioned that Tang San had developed his Blue Silver Grass spirit to a strong level. As his direct descendant, Tang Chen decided to show some respect.
But as soon as he finished speaking, Tang Xiao and the five elders exchanged strange looks. Tang Xiao, in particular, glared at Tang Hao and asked, "Brother Hao, you really haven't been paying attention to the outside world, have you?"
"The Continental Elite Tournament ended, right? Did my son achieve a good result?" Tang Hao recalled his fight with the four-ring Tang San and thought that if Tang San used his secret technique, winning the championship wouldn't be a problem.
Although the Spirit Hall was troublesome, they wouldn't withhold the prize. And since Tang San's spirit was the Blue Silver Grass, the Spirit Hall wouldn't link him to the Haotian Sect just because of his surname. There are many people with the surname Tang in the world!
"It seems you really don't know your son at all." Suddenly, Tang Xiao regretted letting his brother marry Ah Yin. Given the current situation, Tang Hao didn't even know that his son had twin spirits.
As a husband, he failed to protect his wife—though that was understandable given the circumstances. As a father, his child didn't trust him enough to reveal his twin spirits, which was inexcusable.
"What exactly happened?"
Tang Hao realized something might have happened to Tang San. His soul power leaked out in his agitation, startling Tang Xiao and the five elders with his nearly 97th-level soul power. Had Tang Hao been training hard all these years, focused solely on avenging the Spirit Hall, neglecting his son and his Haotian Sect bloodline?
"Grandfather, Brother Hao, come with me." Tang Xiao led them to the council hall, where he drew the curtain and activated a Soul Guide projector to show footage from the Continental Elite Tournament, focusing on the battles of the Tian Dou Imperial Team.
"Two rings at a thousand years, four rings at ten thousand years, and the fifth ring at one hundred thousand years." Tang Chen ignored the projector's novelty, his sharp gaze fixed on the 100,000-year spirit ring surrounding Tang San. "Moreover, his control over his physical strength and soul power has reached an extraordinary level, even showing signs of vibration techniques..."
Seeing Tang Chen's gaze, Tang Hao quickly explained, "Grandfather, I only taught him the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer. Initially, I thought his Blue Silver Grass spirit was too weak, so I gave him a basic survival technique. I never mentioned the Haotian Nine Absolutes or the Great Sumeru Hammer."
The Haotian Nine Absolutes and the Great Sumeru Hammer were secret techniques of the Haotian Sect, reserved for direct disciples who had achieved at least Soul Sage level.
"So, he mastered the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer on his own, using it to develop his physical strength rather than just for attack. Additionally, he seems to have a method for mobilizing his blood and qi..." Tang Chen deduced much from the footage but couldn't understand how Tang San utilized his blood and qi power. He speculated that mastering such a method could potentially help repair his own damaged body.
Mobilizing blood and qi? What a genius idea! This Tang San truly had extraordinary insight. With him, the Haotian Sect could grow even stronger.
However, the next scene left Tang Chen puzzled.
Twin spirits were rare but not unheard of. But why did Tang San's Haotian Hammer transform into a five-headed metallic dragon? Was the Haotian Hammer a beast spirit? Or was it because Tang San was the child of a transformed 100,000-year spirit beast, causing this strange mutation?
Tang Hao clenched his fists tightly, thinking, "So, it turns out the so-called 'World's Destruction' used the power of the Haotian Hammer!"
As for why Tang San's Haotian Hammer had such extreme destructive power, Tang Hao didn't bother to ponder. He only had one thought: Tang San is his son!
And—
Perhaps cutting ties with him back then was too hasty.
Then, Tang Chen and Tang Hao watched as Tang San, using his own modified fusion ring technique, condensed a unique spirit ring, causing his strength to surge. He fiercely battled the current Pope of the Spirit Hall in mid-air. The two even unleashed a combined attack similar to a Martial Soul Fusion skill, crushing and obliterating the Golden Crocodile King who intervened in their fight.
This part of the video was somewhat blurry, but Tang Chen keenly noticed that after the Golden Crocodile King was defeated, a wisp of golden light appeared... Qian Daoliu had made his move!
What a prodigious talent!
Tang Chen had never seen such an extraordinary person, taking on a Titled Douluo as a Soul King, even fighting against a level 98 powerhouse. If they were the same age, Tang San might have utterly surpassed him.
In that moment, Tang Chen felt a surge of excitement, a desire to challenge Tang San, his great-grandson.
And then, Tang Chen saw the final scene—
Bibi Dong announced that Tang San had joined the Spirit Hall and had become the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall...
Instantly, the entire conference room fell silent.
Unlike Tang Hao, who angrily yelled "traitor," Tang Chen remained calm. He slapped Tang Hao to the ground and shouted, "Shut up!"
Immediately, Tang Hao dared not say another word.
Surprisingly, Tang Chen was not overly angry about Tang San joining the Spirit Hall. In fact, he felt it was almost expected. Just as in the video, before Tang San challenged Bibi Dong, he said, "Please conquer me." Afterward, he joined the Spirit Hall. Was he conquered by the current Pope?
The feeling was somewhat peculiar.
Moreover, the current Pope wasn't an Angel Martial Soul possessor... When did his old friend become so open-minded? Oh, Bibi Dong had mentioned she was the inheritor of a deity.
No wonder.
Additionally, the appearance of this new device that could record and play back images could be used to promote this, encouraging more soul masters to join the Spirit Hall. With talent, strength, and tactics, if the Angel lineage had no successors, Bibi Dong could indeed suppress them.
If the future Pope of the Spirit Hall wasn't determined by bloodline, Tang San might indeed become the next Pope.
In that case, would his old friend's legacy bear the Tang surname?
Unlike the five elders, who felt this trampled on the pride of the Haotian Sect, Tang Chen saw it as Tang San earning his place with his talent and strength.
What was there to be ashamed of?
The elders only dared to fight among themselves, which was the true disgrace!
(End of Chapter)
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