Douluo: Simulate Life On Every Ring

Tang Hao had just been pierced through the chest by the Angel's Holy Sword, severely wounded. Facing Qianxunji's massive golden lightsaber, with no escape possible, he could only look up to the heavens and close his eyes.

Just as the lightsaber was about to strike Tang Hao's face, barely between his eyebrows, a resounding wolf howl suddenly rang out. Several phantoms of Swift Wind Demon Wolves seized the lightsabers with a fierce grip.

"You overestimate your own abilities."

Qianxunji raised his hand and gently waved it, shattering the phantoms of the Swift Wind Demon Wolves that had gripped the lightsabers. However, he did not continue his attack, instead looking towards the cabin.

Alang slowly emerged from the cabin, carrying Tang San, muttering, "The swift wind has no place to return to. Through the years, wind and rain have flown by, yet fortunately, the east wind has favored us."

"Your Majesty, he is the Swift Wind Demon Wolf King," the Platinum Bishop of the Xingluo City Spirit Temple said respectfully to Qianxunji.

Qianxunji's lips curled up as he sheathed his spirit and slowly descended to the ground, his left hand folded on his abdomen and his right hand behind his back, an enigmatic expression on his face.

Jinzhong and Yinchui, his two personal guardians, and two Platinum Cardinals also descended, their arms folded. The remaining Cardinals, piloting their flying spirit guides, surrounded Tang Hao, Alang, and the wooden house.

Alang, holding Tang San, came to a stop beside Tang Hao. Handing the child to Tang Hao, she said with a resolute expression, "Alang, I have no regrets about loving you in this life. You must always remember, this is our child."

With this, she walked towards Qianxunji and the others with a look of determination.

"Alang, no, Alang." Tang Hao raised his free hand, attempting to hold Alang, but was bitten by a sudden, appearing phantom of a Swift Wind Wolf. While not injuring him, it left him unable to move.

Alang ignored Tang Hao's cries and continued walking toward Qianxunji, causing Tang Hao to sink into immense pain. He didn't even notice he hadn't reached the other child.

Alang paused five meters from Qianxunji, her back to Tang Hao sullenly as she spoke, "Alang knows there's no chance of surviving the Spirit Hall's clutches. This is my fate, and I have no regrets. So I'm going to make a deal with you."

The latter part of her address was to Qianxunji and the others.

Just as Qianxunji thought Alang was about to follow them, Alang suddenly raised both hands, gathering a ball of energy in her palms.

"It's my turn to perform." On the hilltop behind the cabin, Lin Hanye dragged a female Wind Demon Wolf cub, enveloped in divine power, with one hand while drawing a faint wisp of essence soul power from the wolf cub's body with the other.

Amplified by divine power, this wisp of soul power instantly reached the energy of a hundred-thousand-year-old spirit beast.

"You're not really planning on giving that rat a hundred thousand year spirit ring, are you? You know, even a hundred thousand year spirit ring without any skills would have an unlimited boost for a human Titled Douluo."

Ice Empress seemed to dislike Tang Hao.

In her eyes, regardless of whether Alang was truly a hundred thousand year spirit beast, or whether she truly loved him,

Tang Hao was a loser.

Watching his beloved sacrificed helplessly, the more Ice Empress watched, the angrier she grew.

If Tang Hao was willing to risk his life to detonate the spirit ring at this moment, to carve out a bloody path for his wife and children, Ice Empress would have looked upon him with a higher regard.

But Tang Hao clearly didn't have the courage.

"How could such a bargain be so easy? The spirit ring I gave him is only a temporary 100,000-year spirit ring. It's essentially a few years of cultivation and a disposable item. Once it explodes and recovers, the spirit ring will return to its original form. But you've reminded me that since I gave him a temporary 100,000-year spirit ring, how could I not also give him a temporary 100,000-year spirit bone?"

Lin Hanye found it interesting to think that after Buddha Tang absorbed this spirit bone and used it once, it would become a few years old.

As he spoke, Lin Hanye once again extracted a strand of essence spirit power from the Swift Demon Wolf cub.

After Lin Hanye extracted essence spirit power from the Swift Demon Wolf mother cub, the once lively and healthy mother wolf cub immediately weakened.

Lin Hanye fused the Swift Demon Wolf mother cub, the disposable 100,000-year spirit ring, and the 100,000-year spirit bone together, then silently tossed it towards Alang.

Elsewhere, the Spirit Hall members and Tang Hao were still confused as to what was happening.

Alang was completely enveloped by a surge of overwhelming energy. The resulting shockwaves caused the Spirit Hall, led by Qianxunji, to instinctively raise their hands to shield themselves.

The scene looked no different than the sacrifice of a hundred-thousand-year-old spirit beast.

"What? You're going to sacrifice at all costs? You know, you'll be forever annihilated!"

Qianxunji was horrified by the scene, yet powerless to stop it.

Tang Hao also noticed Alang's 'sacrifice' and was equally powerless to stop it. He could only cry out in heartbreaking pain, "No, Alang, go with them, don't sacrifice!"

"Farewell, my love," Alang said, eyes closed, tears welling, looking as if she were about to part with her beloved.

In reality, these were tears of joy. She no longer had to live with the toothpick man, living in the open air. She was finally free.

The vast energy continued to surge, erupting with a shrill wolf-like roar. It soared high into the sky before descending again, transforming into a stream of crimson energy that temporarily blinded Tang Hao and the Spirit Hall's members.

"Yin Yue is in your care," Lin Hanye released her from the sea of spirit.

"Master, leave her to me," Yin Yue said, vanishing from the spot. Tang Weiwei, the time traveler who wanted to be the group's favorite, and A Lang were brought back.

Although A Lang had never met Yin Yue, the sight of Lin Hanye, A Yin, and Bibi Dong made his heart tighten. He immediately removed his Thousand Faces and knelt on one knee, "Greetings, sir."

"Well, you did a good job. Your acting skills are even better than I imagined," Lin Hanye said, looking straight at Tang Hao, who was enveloped in the crimson energy. With a wave of his hand, he stored the Thousand Faces into his spirit guide.

Upon hearing this, A Lang's face remained tense, for the next moment would determine her fate.

"Don't worry, I'm not the type to burn bridges after crossing them." Lin Hanye saw what Alang was thinking, smiled slightly, turned to Ayin and said, "Ayin, take her to the prison where evil soul masters are held at headquarters."

If this wolf thief was not still useful, he really wouldn't mind killing him.

Ayin nodded slightly, and Alang, who had regained her two-meter height, quickly knelt down and kowtowed to express her gratitude.

She knew that her hard times were finally over.

"Master, what about this little wolf thief?" Yin Yue dragged Tang Weiwei, who was wrapped in divine power, with her slender hands.

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