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121 138. Welcome to join the Starfire

  Tang Hao took a few sips of the low-quality beer left over from last night on the edge of the bed with a listless face.

  "Grandpa, the matter of the Haotian Sect is not my fault. If it is not my fault, I will give an explanation to the sect."

  Tang Hao fed Xiao Bie San with goat milk while holding Xiao Bie San and left the ruined temple.

  He knew that there would be a tough battle next. Qian Daoliu would lead the worshippers of the Spirit Hall to hunt him down. He tried his best to explode the ring and showed a strong power to force Qian Daoliu back.

  In his previous life, Tang Hao thought that it might be because of his grandfather that Qian Daoliu was hesitant. In this life, Tang Hao realized that as a worshipper of the angel god, Qian Daoliu was sensitive to divine power. He felt the breath of God from him and retreated.

  "Humph, Spirit Hall, I let you go in my previous life. In this life, I, Tang Hao, have to leave a few worshippers behind. In the future, Xiao San will not have to bear so much pressure when he destroys your Spirit Hall, right?" Tang Hao said arrogantly.

  However, Tang Hao, who was wandering around, did not wait for Qian Daoliu to chase him. Instead, he heard a conversation in a tavern in Bianmo Town, a small town with a population of more than 2,000.

  "Have you heard that the Spirit Hall attacked the Haotian Sect, and only one in ten disciples of the sect was killed. The world's number one sect has fallen to this point. It can only be said that there is an unfilial descendant in the sect."

  "Hey, if there was no Tang Hao, the Haotian Sect should still be in its glory now."

  "Who knows, you don't know, now the Haotian Sect is forced to hang a plaque called "Rat Hole", this matter is known to everyone in the world."

  "Haotian Sect, Rat Hole, hahahahaha"

  Before he finished laughing, he was grabbed by the neck by a rough and powerful hand and pulled in front of him. In his eyes, he saw a burly and strong man with red eyes and panting:

  "What did you say, what happened to the Haotian Sect, tell me!" Tang Hao said with red eyes and panting.

  "I say, I say, don't get excited."

  The man was terrified and quickly told Tang Hao what he had heard. Tang Hao also knew what was happening in the Haotian Sect at this time.

  "That's all I know. Can you let me go?" The man said fearfully.

  Crack,

  Tang Hao twisted his neck the next moment, and then let go. The man fell to the ground with his eyes wide open.

  "Ah, someone is dead, someone is dead." People in the tavern began to panic and scattered everywhere.

  "You have insulted the Haotian Sect, and you will not die well--" The killing god domain was released from Tang Hao's body. He summoned the Haotian Hammer, and anyone who tried to escape in the tavern died under Tang Hao's Haotian Iron Hammer.

  However, Tang Hao still felt that he could not vent his anger and grievances.

  He came out of the tavern and directly opened his martial soul body. The huge iron hammer fell on the heads of the ants in this small town.

  In the city, people looked up in panic, saw the Haotian Hammer that covered the sky, and began to flee in panic.

  "Ahhhh——"

  Tang Hao roared angrily——

  "Spirit Hall, Spirit Hall, return the hundreds of lives of my Haotian Sect. I want you to pay your blood debt with blood——"

  Boom, with one blow of the hammer, dozens and hundreds of lives were taken away.

  Boom, another blow of the hammer, hundreds of people turned into ghosts.

  Tang Hao vented his anger until dusk, and the whole city was reduced to ruins under Tang Hao's Haotian Hammer. Only half of Tang Hao's anger and grievance were vented.

  Standing on the city that had become ruins, Tang Hao threw the Haotian Hammer aside, stretched out his ape arms, and beat his chest fiercely, making a baboon scream——

  "Ahhhhhh——"

  "Spirit Hall, I, Tang Hao, have long withdrawn from the Haotian Sect. I am responsible for my own actions. This matter has nothing to do with the Haotian Sect. Why do you want to embarrass the Haotian Sect? My Haotian Sect is so innocent."     The setting sun was like blood, swaying on the ruins of the city. Tang Hao bathed in the bloody sunlight, full of murderous aura.

  "Spirit Hall, Qian Daoliu, since you don't come to find me, then don't blame me, Tang Hao, for attacking your Spirit Hall and slaughtering your Spirit Hall. If you kill one person from my Haotian Sect, I will slaughter a hundred people from your Spirit Hall to commemorate the wronged souls of my Haotian Sect." Tang Hao's eyes were red, and he roared like a cow.

  Tang Hao decided that since Qian Daoliu didn't come to find him, he would attack the Spirit Hall. Yes, he was so confident, so Tang Hao left.

  He didn't notice that in the city, on a collapsed ruin, there was a child holding a hand that stretched out from the ruins, crying and shouting "Mom, Mom."

  I don't know how long it took, a snow-white hand suddenly rested on the dirty child's shoulder.

  The child turned his head with tears on his face and looked at her. A woman with long silver-white hair and skin as white as snow looked at him.

  Her arrival made the air around her colder.

  A few days later, with the help of the woman, the child buried his relatives, his father, mother, grandfather, grandmother, and his sister who was born not long ago. The whole family was at home, but they didn't know that a catastrophe would come so suddenly.

  At the last moment before death, the mother struggled to throw herself out.

  He survived, but he also lost his home. All his relatives became cold graves.

  The boy stood in front of the grave and asked, "Sister, why did he let me live in the end? Why didn't he kill me? Was it because he didn't notice me?"

  The woman was silent, and she said, "For Tang Hao, you were under his nose, and he couldn't have failed to notice it."

  "Then why did he...wasn't he afraid of my revenge in the future?" The boy said resentfully.

  "Maybe, he doesn't care." The woman said, "His martial soul is the top martial soul of the continent, the Clear Sky Hammer, and his cultivation is just one step away from being crowned. Then what about you? What your parents' martial souls are can basically infer what your martial soul will be in the future. After all, mutation is a rare thing. Even if you eventually mutate, will your martial soul definitely surpass the Clear Sky Hammer?"

  "If you want revenge, you must have strength. If you want to have the strength to take revenge, you must have the qualifications to obtain strength. The martial soul is this qualification."

  The young man was silent, and he lowered his head. This answer was too real and too hurtful.

  From Tang Hao's point of view, except for a few top forces such as the Spirit Hall, he really didn't need to be afraid of anything.

  Not to mention that his son Tang San is the future God King, and he is the Lord of the Planes who dominates the fate of all living beings, just talking about this Douluo Continent, family blood determines martial soul, martial soul determines destiny, no matter what origin, what family, what martial soul, a strong martial soul family will always be strong, and a weak martial soul family will be ants from generation to generation.

  Have hatred? Just hold it in. Revenge requires qualifications. Not everyone is qualified.

  The threat this child poses to him is like the weeds on the roadside. Tang Hao is not even willing to waste his precious time to make another blow to cut the weeds.

  "Can I take revenge?"

  "You have to ask yourself this question. Do you want revenge?"

  "I want revenge!"

  "Do you dare to take revenge?"

  "Why not."

  "I can give you the power of revenge, but this power comes at a price. Will you accept it?"

  "If you can give me the ability, I am willing to accept it at any price."

  "Then welcome to join Spark."

  (End of this chapter)