Douluo: Simulate Life On Every Ring

"Hey, this woman is actually a hundred thousand year old soul beast, and her original form is the famous Swift Demon Wolf, which is known for its lust. No wonder the twins she gave birth to have two fathers. But this baby boy has good qualifications, and he actually has twin martial spirits."

"Whether it's the Gale Wolf or the Clear Sky Hammer, it's worth all this time I've spent. I've finally found someone worth my while among Tang Chen's descendants. It's you." The Asura God finished speaking, and the blue, translucent figure in his hand transformed into a stream of light, disappearing into the vast circular light curtain.

Then, enveloped by a faint energy, it merged into the brow of the child Tang Hao was holding.

This blue, translucent figure was none other than Tang San's soul from another world. He

was also the heir to the throne, cultivated by the

Asura God. This marked the beginning of the Asura God's plan.

After he leaped from the Ghost-Seeing Sorrow, his soul caught the Asura God's eye, and he imbued him with the vast majority of Douluo Continent's luck, making him a man-made child of luck and ushering him into the Douluo Continent. From now on, opportunities would continue to flow, and he would grow according to his wishes.

"This alone isn't enough to fully possess this body. This infant's body must be severely weakened. Only when the infant's original soul dies can Tang San fully possess this body."

The Asura God pondered for a moment, his gaze returning to Alang, who was radiating the aura of a transformed spirit beast within the circular light curtain. "Got it."

The vast circular light curtain flickered, revealing scenes such as Spirit City, the Elders' Hall, and the Pope's Hall.

Finally, it rested on Qianxunji, two personal guardian Douluos, and two Platinum Bishops, along with the Spirit Hall entourage.

They were now urgently flying towards Tang Hao.

"Looks like I won't have to make any arrangements." A sly, playful smile graced the handsome face of the Asura God beneath his crimson armor. "Perfectly, the Spirit Hall serves as a sharpening stone for me, the heir. Let's begin with this bloody feud."

Shortly after the light curtain closed, an icy-blue vortex appeared above Tang Hao's cabin, and Lin Hanye, Ah Yin, and Bibi Dong emerged from it.

"That feeling of being spied on just now couldn't be wrong." Lin Hanye gazed up at the sky, his gaze settling on Tang San within the cabin. He muttered, "And that sudden surge of soul power."

"Is it the Asura God?" Bibi Dong and Ah Yin asked curiously.

Lin Hanye nodded. "It's almost certain. Tang Hao's son now has a new soul within him. If this little wolf thief becomes ill or weak, that soul will take over."

At the same time, Lin Hanye thought to himself: "Thank goodness I've become a god, and I've gathered a considerable amount of faith power over the years, greatly increasing my divine power." Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to sense the Asura God in advance and make Alang exude the aura of a soul beast.

"What a clever trick,"

Bibi Dong sneered. She deliberately chose a child with a deep vendetta against both the Spirit Hall and the Spirit Master Guild as her host, intending to use them as a whetstone in the future.

Unfortunately, their men had already figured this out.

Lin Hanye said, "Alright, daybreak is almost here. Without further ado, let's go to the Star Dou Great Forest and get a Swift Wind Demon Wolf cub."

"Wolf cub?"

Bibi Dong and A Yin looked puzzled.

The Ice Emperor's voice echoed in everyone's minds. "Hey, you rascal, you're not planning on getting a fake spirit ring for Tang Hao and then giving him a female wolf cub so he can think she's his wife, are you?"

At these words, Bibi Dong, A Yin, and the other women in Lin Hanye's spiritual sea all looked at Lin Hanye with strange eyes. If this wasn't Tang Hao, but the Asura God,

they would have thought their men were living hell.

"Clever," Lin Hanye nodded. With his level of cultivation, expending some divine power to create a divinely bestowed spirit ring was no problem.

However, he certainly wouldn't let Haozi off easily.

At most, he'd give him a fake, unskilled 100,000-year spirit ring.

A few hours later, daylight finally broke.

Tang Hao, who had been caring for the two children all night, was dozing off when he was suddenly awakened by a noise outside.

"Oh no, Alang! You and the children stay inside! Don't come out!"

He raised his hand and summoned the Clear Sky Hammer, then rushed out of the cabin. Qian Xunji, accompanied by two personal guardians, the Golden Bell and Silver Hammer, along with two Platinum Bishops from the Xingluo City and Tiandou City Spirit Temples, and dozens of Red Cardinals, appeared in the sky opposite the cabin, surrounding them.

"Tang Hao, do you admit your guilt?"

Qian Xunji demanded, the moment they left the cabin. His voice echoed, mingled with the ninety-fifth-level spirit power, resonating far and wide, echoing throughout the entire mountain range.

"What crime have I committed?"

As the saying goes, it's better to lose the battle than the battle itself. Tang Hao wielded the Clear Sky Hammer, revealing two yellow, two purple, and four black. His eight spirit rings, along with the spirit power of a 90th-level Quasi-Title Douluo, were revealed.

But in Qianxunji's eyes, his spirit rings seemed vulnerable.

Bathed in golden light, Jinzhong Douluo, standing to Qianxunji's left, sternly rebuked him, "You're so bold, Tang Hao! You're secretly colluding with a transformed spirit beast, intent on harming human society. Hand that beast over if you know what's best for you."

Yinchui sarcastically retorted, "Why waste your time arguing with him? First, take care of this uncle-killing, raping sister-in-law-raping beast."

"Assholes, you all deserve to die." Tang Hao, clearly enraged by Jinzhong and Yinchui's words, took the initiative. His seventh spirit ring shimmered, and the Clear Sky Hammer surged fifty meters in the wind.

Grasping the Clear Sky Hammer's true form, Tang Hao leaped into the air, unleashing the Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique at Qianxunji.

"With just eight spirit rings, why seek your own destruction? Hand her over, and I'll spare your life."

Qian Xunji, completely disregarding Tang Hao, stood in mid-air, his feet planted on golden feathers. He stretched his arms out to his sides, summoning his angelic form, and slashed with his sword.

Needless to say, under the combined power of Tang Hao's eight pure power spirit rings and the chaotic cloak, Qian Xunji struck Lonely, blasting the giant lightsaber wielded by the angelic form, sending it flying along with it.

Qian Xunji himself was sent flying backwards.

"What a loser," Bibi Dong, observing the battle from the shadows, muttered softly.

Lin Hanye and the other women nodded in agreement. Only Qian Xunji, this arrogant loser, could stand still, slash, block the chaotic cloak, and then charge into the opponent's head with his hammer.

Fortunately, Qian Xunji wasn't alone. At the crucial moment, the Golden Bell Douluo and the Silver Hammer Douluo intervened.

The golden bell first appeared before Qianxunji, activating his weapon spirit true form and summoning a ten-foot-tall golden bell.

The bell spun, and Tang Hao's Haotian true form landed on it, only to be repelled.

The silver hammer attack followed. He wielded a silver hammer, roughly the same size as Tang Hao's Haotian true form, and launched it at Tang Hao from the side.

Tang Hao couldn't dodge.

Hastily, he turned his hammer to meet the attack.

However, this created an opening in front of him.

"I didn't expect the Haotian Sect's Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique to be so powerful, but it's all over now."

Seeing Tang Hao's opening, Qianxunji, mid-flight, raised his right hand. A golden vortex appeared in front of his palm, and a golden lightsaber gradually emerged from its center. Qianxunji's lips curled up, and he grasped the lightsaber and hurled it at Tang Hao.

Tang Hao couldn't dodge in time, and the golden lightsaber pierced his chest. Before he fell to the ground, he shouted unwillingly to Qianxunji, "Despicable."

"Go to hell, Sixth Soul Skill: Angel Light Blade."

But Qianxunji would not hold back. The recent defeat had already humiliated him, and he must use Tang Hao's blood to wash away this shame.

As he spoke, Qianxunji released fifteen small golden lightsabers around himself, then clasped his hands together and raised them above his head, gathering these fifteen small golden lightsabers into a large golden lightsaber, which was grasped by the angel's true body.

Holding the large golden lightsaber, the angel's true body, under Qianxunji's control, stabbed vertically at Tang Hao on the ground.

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