Chapter 133 you have a 100,000-year-old spirit ring!
Draped in a tattered cloak, stood opposite Jiang Bai, the wide cloak fluttering in the howling wind. Beneath his hood, his stubble-covered face revealed eyes as sharp as a hawk’s, scrutinizing him from above.
He stared at the nine-colored glazed pagoda floating in Jiang Bai’s right palm, his brows furrowing almost imperceptibly.
What kind of martial spirit is this?
Tower -type weapon spirits , but this tower before him was different. It was shimmering with nine-colored light, its body as clear as jade, and the pearl at its tip emitted an aura that... made his very soul tremble.
But before this I have never one , nor have I ever heard of it.
What’s even stranger is what just happened: the nine-colored beam of light shone down, freezing and absorbing living things. This ability is unheard of and completely beyond his understanding of tower-type martial souls.
People from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?
Tang Hao immediately considered this possibility. But he quickly dismissed it, since Ning Rongrong had just been with the Shrek Academy team. If they were truly from the same clan, they would have recognized each other by now.
I can’t figure it out.
Tang Hao shook his head, suppressing his distracting thoughts. No matter what, this kid was only seventeen or eighteen years old. Even with exceptional talent, at this age he could only reach the level of a Soul King or Soul Emperor at best.
And he is Tang Hao.
Clear Sky Douluo.
He wields the world’s number one weapon spirit, possesses a 100,000-year-old spirit ring, and is covered in spirit bones.
Even though his old injuries haven’t healed and his strength is not what it used to be, teaching a foolish junior a lesson is more than enough.
The advantage lies with me!
With this in mind, Tang Hao had already made up his mind.
These two young men are exceptionally talented. If we could win them over, they could become the Xiao San’s right-hand men in the future. Wouldn’t that be wonderful?
As for the forces that might be behind them? Ha, is there anything in this world that Clear Sky Douluo can’t afford to offend?
Tang Hao slowly raised his right hand.
Black light condensed and expanded in his palm , transforming into a massive, jet-black hammer covered in dark patterns.
The hammerhead was larger than a human head, and the handle was as thick as a child’s arm. A heavy, domineering aura, as if capable of crushing mountains, emanated from it.
At the same time , a total of nine spirit rings rose from beneath his feet and surrounded his body.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, and the last ring, crimson like blood, with a dazzling light!
A 100,000-year soul ring!
If there were onlookers, they would surely be horrified. But at this moment, there were only two people on the wasteland. Tang Hao fully displayed his spirit rings, which was less of a deterrent and more of a condescending"display".
He raised his head slightly , his eyes beneath the cloak looking down at Jiang Bai with disdain, his voice hoarse and indifferent.
"Release your spirit rings, brat."
"Take a good look at the gap between us , and you’ll know what it means to be outmatched."
"Originally, I wasn’t planning on intervening."Tang Hao paused, his tone turning cold ,"but you touched something you shouldn’t have."
"I don’t know how you found that little rabbit, but you have to understand... I saw it first."
He took a step forward, tilting the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand slightly, and the ground silently cracked open like a fine spider web.
"Since you dare to accept the challenge... then this is a good opportunity for me to stretch my muscles."
Tang Hao changed the subject, his tone carrying an arrogant air of condescension.
" If you kneel down now and beg for mercy, release the little rabbit, and swear allegiance to my son for three years, allowing him to do as he pleases, I might go easy on you. "
" If you want to tough it out ..." he sneered , " then five years. "
The voice echoed across the wasteland , carrying an undeniable confidence.
Tang Hao believed that his strength was enough to crush this young man, and he was even more confident that with Tang San’s methods, he could quickly train these two talented juniors to be obedient, just like he had subdued the old gorilla of the Power Clan back then.
Tai Tan wagged his tail like a dog seeing its master when it saw him, he was so obedient!
Jiang Bai listened quietly, his expression gradually becoming... somewhat subtle.
Become Slave of the Tang family?
He couldn’t help but laugh, a laugh that contained no anger, no fear, only a mocking look as if he were watching a clown.
"Rat Douluo , is it?"Jiang Bai spoke, his voice clear and bright."Want to see my spirit rings?"
"rat ,"Tang Hao’s hand gripping the hammer tightened suddenly, veins bulging!
Knowing he possesses the Clear Sky Hammer and knows he is the Clear Sky Douluo, how dare they humiliate him like this?!
His eyes flashed with a cold light , and his voice deepened.
"Truly... unruly."
"Then let me do it..."
I’ll teach you a lesson.
The last five words got stuck in his throat and he swallowed them back down.
Because Tang Hao saw a scene he had never seen or even imagined in his life.
rings slowly rose beneath Jiang Bai’s feet.
First lap, red; second lap, red; third lap, red.
Fourth lap... Fifth lap... Sixth lap... Seventh lap... Eighth lap, red!
! A total of eight 100,000-year soul rings!
The crimson light merged into one, like eight blood-red suns hovering around Jiang Bai. A terrifying, suffocating surge of soul power spread out like a tsunami, filling the air with a tangible pressure.
The aura emanating from each of the red spirit rings was purer, more substantial, and more domineering than Tang Hao’s ninth spirit ring!
"This is impossible—!!"
Tang Hao gasped in shock, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints!
Illusion? Mental interference?
immediately. But the undeniable pressure of soul power, the overwhelming force that made even the soul tremble — it couldn’t be faked!
Really... they’re all 100,000-year spirit rings...
Tang Hao’s mind went blank.
All these years he has never seen any other person having 100,000-year spirit ring other than himself.
And now, there are eight of these seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys in front of me.
Eight!
Seeing Tang Hao’s blank expression, Jiang Bai’s smile widened. He tilted his head , his tone light and casual, as if they were having a casual chat.
"Hey, Rat Douluo , what’s up? Didn’t you want to see the spirit rings?"
He paused, as if suddenly remembering something, and clapped his hands.
"Oh! I get it! Did you see my spirit rings and your defenses gave way?"
Jiang Bai stepped forward, and eight red spirit rings moved with him, their light illuminating his ambiguous smile.
"Oh, don’t be sad. Even though you lost your wife..."he drawled ,"didn’t you get a 100,000-year spirit ring?"
"A 100,000-year spirit ring! Such a rare find!"
"How could you possibly regret it, right?"
"Hao, Zi, Dou, Luo?"
Each word was deliberate and piercing, each one cutting to the heart.
Tang Hao ’s hand holding the Clear Sky Hammer began to tremble violently.
How did he know?!
How could he know so much about what happened back then?!
Ah Yin’s sacrifice... how can that be called deception? It was her own choice! Her own choice!!
"You—"Tang Hao squeezed out the words through clenched teeth , his eyes gradually becoming bloodshot.
Jiang Bai, however, seemed oblivious to his anger and continued speaking in that infuriatingly irritating tone.
"What’s wrong? Are you shutting up because you’re faced with a difficult question?"
"Oh right, I remember now..."
"You’ve not only lost your wife, you’ve also lost your father. Your father, Tang Zhen, was probably driven to his death by you, wasn’t he?"
"The Clear Sky Sect was forced to go into seclusion because you provoked the Spirit Hall, right?"
He sighed, but his tone was full of sarcasm.
"But... none of this matters! After all..."
Jiang Bai smiled brightly as all eight of his red spirit rings shone brilliantly.
"You ’ve obtained a 100,000-year spirit ring!"
"Pfft —!!!"
A mouthful of scalding blood gushed out of Tang Hao’s mouth!
He clutched his chest tightly with his left hand, feeling as if his internal organs were churning, and his vision was blurring.