Tang Hao is alive?

Chapter 46 Tang Hao is alive?

"Huh, the Haotian Sect still has disciples left outside? Could they be that guy's bastards?!"

One of the tall, thin old men sneered; he was none other than the Seventh Elder of the Haotian Sect.

Everyone present was shrewd and naturally understood who the Seventh Elder was referring to.

That person, of course, refers to Tang Hao.

After all, many years ago, the Seventh Elder's son died at the hands of the Spirit Hall because of Tang Hao.

The hatred of losing a child cannot be easily resolved in just a few decades.

Although Tang Xiao is the sect leader of Haotian Sect, Haotian Sect is not a place where he can have absolute power.

Because of the fact that one of the five remaining elders of the Haotian Sect has become a Title Douluo.

The glory of the Haotian Sect, which once boasted two Douluo, is now a thing of the past, dating back more than a decade.

Therefore, even Tang Xiao had to give way to these elders.

However, Tang Xiao would never stand idly by if it involved Tang Hao.

He immediately instructed his disciples, "Where is the person? Bring him up quickly."

"Yes, Sect Master."

Soon, two disciples from the Haotian Sect carried in a man who was covered in wounds and barely breathing.

Tang Xiao and the elders immediately turned their attention to that person.

The man's hair was disheveled, mixed with blood and dust, and stuck to his forehead.

His black robe was torn into strips, barely hanging on his body.

His body was covered with wounds of varying depths, some still bleeding, others already scabbed over.

His skin was covered in bruises and cracks, and in some of the gruesome wounds, you could even see bones radiating a chilling white light.

Tang Xiao looked at the person and felt a strange sense of familiarity welling up in his heart.

"Why does this aura feel so familiar?"

He quickly stepped forward, squinting as he carefully examined the disheveled man.

The person's breathing was so weak it was almost inaudible, and the rise and fall of his chest was barely perceptible.

His face was as pale as paper, his lips were dry, cracked, and purple, and his eyes were unfocused.

The two Haotian Sect disciples carrying him were extremely careful, fearing that the slightest mistake would cause him to lose all his life.

The man vaguely saw Tang Xiao's figure, opened his mouth with difficulty, and said in a hoarse voice, "B-Big Brother...save me..."

Before he could finish speaking, he completely lost consciousness.

Tang Xiao's pupils constricted sharply, and he exclaimed in surprise, "You are... Brother Hao?!"

That's right, this person is Tang Hao.

As for why he survived Lan Minghua's holy spear, it was thanks to his wife.

Or perhaps it was the Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone he carried with him that saved him.

Normally, once a soul bone is fused, it cannot be replaced.

However, under special circumstances, the soul bones of the limbs can be replaced.

Tang Hao was on the verge of death after being attacked by the Holy Spear. The soul bone in his right leg was shattered, but his leg was not completely severed.

On his deathbed, he absorbed the right leg bone of the Blue Silver Emperor.

The Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone not only possesses the ability to fly, but also has a powerful self-healing and regeneration ability.

Although the attributes of the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone did not match Tang Hao's very well, the soul bone still granted him the soul bone skill "Wildfire cannot burn it out, the spring breeze blows and it grows again".

It was precisely with this skill that Tang Hao managed to keep his life afloat.

However, the attributes were ultimately mismatched, so the self-healing ability granted by the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone was limited.

When Tang Hao woke up, his injuries were still very serious.

He knew clearly that the only way to survive was to return to the Haotian Sect.

So he risked everything to return to the Haotian Sect and show off his Haotian Hammer.

The disciples of the Haotian Sect discovered him and eventually brought him into the Haotian Sect, leading to the scene just now.

Tang Xiao reacted quickly, catching the unconscious Tang Hao in his arms and getting up to leave.

However, at that moment, an angry shout came from behind him.

"Tang Hao, you can just die!"

The Seventh Elder attacked in anger, and the Haotian Hammer in his hand instantly expanded, transforming into a huge black hammer.

Immediately afterwards, the Haotian Hammer, enveloped in endless black light, slammed down fiercely towards Tang Hao in Tang Xiao's arms.

The hammer whistled through the air, and the entire hall trembled under its immense pressure.

However, Tang Xiao reacted even faster.

A terrifying burst of soul power erupted from his body, and nine soul rings instantly appeared.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black, a dazzling light flowed around him.

With a wave of his hand, a powerful barrier of soul energy instantly condensed, forcefully blocking the Seventh Elder's furious attack.

"boom--!"

The Clear Sky Hammer collided with the soul power barrier, unleashing a deafening roar that swept through the entire hall.

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Those weaker disciples were all forced back several steps, their faces turning pale.

The elders squinted as they were hit by the shockwave; they hadn't expected Tang Xiao to be so powerful.

The Seventh Elder was forced back two steps by the recoil, his face turning terribly grim.

After all, Tang Xiao is now a level 96 or even 97 Title Douluo.

The difference in soul power between each level of a Title Douluo is enormous.

"Tang Xiao! Why are you protecting this traitor?!"

The Seventh Elder's eyes widened in fury, his voice filled with resentment, "He killed my son and caused the Haotian Sect to lose face, and you still want to protect him?!"

Faced with the questioning, Tang Xiao did not answer, but only looked down at Tang Hao, who was on the verge of death in his arms.

At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind: no matter what, he had to save Tang Hao's life.

He raised his head, his cold gaze sweeping over the Seventh Elder, and said in a deep voice, "Seventh Elder, we can discuss this matter later. Saving lives is the priority now."

"Save him? Save this traitor?!"

The Seventh Elder laughed in fury, his voice sharp and piercing, "Tang Xiao, don't forget, he's a traitor to the Haotian Sect! As the sect leader, are you really going to make an enemy of the entire sect for this traitor?!"

Tang Xiao's expression gradually turned cold. He slowly raised his head and stared at the Seventh Elder with eyes as sharp as knives.

He would not back down as long as it touched on Tang Hao's issues.

The next moment, his soul power erupted once again.

An even more terrifying aura swept across the entire area, and the light from the nine soul rings almost illuminated the entire hall.

Tang Xiao's voice was deep and carried an undeniable authority: "Seventh Elder, I'll say it again. Right now, saving lives is the priority."

The Seventh Elder was stunned by this terrifying soul power, and his expression changed slightly.

But he was still unwilling to give up, gritting his teeth and saying, "Tang Xiao, don't think you can do whatever you want just because you're the sect leader! You must give me an explanation today, or else..."

"Otherwise what?" Tang Xiao's voice suddenly rose, like a thunderclap.

He took a step forward, and his soul power surged towards the Seventh Elder like a tidal wave, pressing down on the elder so much that he could hardly breathe.

His gaze was icy as he said, each word distinct and deliberate, "Seventh Elder, I am the Sect Master of the Haotian Sect. What I do is none of your business!"

The Seventh Elder was forced to retreat repeatedly by this aura, his face turning ashen, but he could no longer utter a word.

He stared intently at Tang Xiao, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness, but ultimately dared not take another step forward.

The other elders remained silent, unsure of whose side to stand on.

Tang Xiao ignored the Seventh Elder and strode away with Tang Hao in his arms.

The main hall was deathly silent, save for the Seventh Elder's heavy breathing and the disciples' hushed conversations.

The Seventh Elder clenched his fist, his nails digging deep into his palm, a sinister glint flashing in his eyes.

"Tang Xiao, this isn't over! I'd like to see how long you can protect him!"

None of the other elders of the Clear Sky Sect immediately expressed their opinion on Tang Hao's return.

However, the Haotian Sect has been busy for a long time.

(End of this chapter)