Tang Hao grunted, watching his son, whose eyes were still closed and who was attacking him like a puppet on strings. He tightened his grip on Tang San's wrist, forcefully prying the bloodied hand off Tang San. But then, Dugu Bo's horrified voice suddenly came from below—
"Haotian Douluo!"
A sense of crisis, stemming from years of constantly teetering on the edge of life and death, swept over him.
Tang Hao's pupils contracted sharply. Before he could react, an even more intense pain shot through his right arm. Sprayed blood stained half of his body red, and Tang San's hair and face were also stained with his father's blood.
The severed arm, wrapped in coarse cloth, fell from the void. The moonlight, appearing out of nowhere, stretched into thin threads and wrapped around the severed arm, like prey caught in a spider web, sticking to it.
The blood mist in the air dissipated, and the light golden light seemed to be a protective film adhering to Qian Yuelong's body, even to the ends of her hair, isolating her from all the filth.
The rich, murky blood color appeared only for a moment in those frosty eyes, and then no other color could be detected in their depths.
Like the bright moon hanging high in the sky, it is untouched by the dust and grime of the mortal world.
With a swift strike of her sword, Qian Yuelong severed Tang Hao's right arm.
The sheer fabric covering the white-gold court dress shimmered with a soft light, like the rippling surface of a lake under the moon. Unless one looked closely, one would not notice this thin layer of silk gauze.
Tang Hao's tall body swayed in mid-air, his vision blurred by the blood. In an instant, he seemed to have aged more than ten years. A few strands of his hair turned a visibly aged white. He coughed up blood mixed with fragments of internal organs from his lungs, which were churning with chaotic blood and qi. He met Qian Yuelong's frost-white eyes, which remained calm from beginning to end.
"you..."
A cold glint flashed, and Tang Hao's hoarse voice came to an abrupt halt. While suppressing his son Tang San, who was backstabbing him, he dodged Qian Yuelong, who was thrusting straight at his left leg. His eyes flickered with a look of surprise and uncertainty.
Her target... is the soul bone within him?!
Relying on the passive effect of "Light's Mark" covering her entire body, Qian Yuelong gained immunity to all damage and reflection. She pressed her advantage, alternating between attacking and undoing her passive based on her own actions and Tang Hao's counterattacks. In addition, Tang Hao was seriously injured and on the verge of death in the previous earth-shattering hammer and assassination. She actually managed to fight Tang Hao to a standstill with her Soul Emperor cultivation!
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and help the Holy Maiden!"
Bibi Dong was the first to come to her senses.
She gave the order in a cold voice, and only then did Yue Guan and the others seem to wake from their daze and all began to act.
Some flew into the air to help Qian Yuelong restrain Tang Hao, while others chased after Xiao Wu, who had been picked up by Dugu Bo and was fleeing towards the outer edge of the domain.
Bibi Dong suppressed her disgust and filth, and put away Tang Hao's right arm, which had been severed by Qian Yuelong, to prevent Tang Hao from taking it back.
It's not impossible for a severed arm to be reattached in the Douluo Continent.
As for the soul bone inside her right arm... Bibi Dong, unaware that there was a soul bone inside, didn't think of Qian Yuelong's intention to target soul bones; she simply didn't want Tang Hao to succeed.
But Tang Hao is still Tang Hao.
Perhaps there was also an element of luck involved. In the end, during Tang Hao's desperate counterattack, he approached his opponent with the terrifying shock of burning soul power. Qian Yuelong, who was about to attack Tang Hao's leg which had been fused with the left leg soul bone, was suddenly thrown away by the power. Even with the passive protection of "Traces of Light", her body was still sent flying dozens of meters like a kite with a broken string.
"Saintess!"
The three elders who were also thrown back were shocked and rushed towards her.
The elder closest to Qian Yuelong circled around to her back, using himself as a buffer to absorb the impact. Like a roller coaster suddenly plummeting from its peak, Qian Yuelong's body jolted, and she shouted at the other two elders:
"Go after Tang Hao! I'm fine!"
"...I'm afraid it's too late." The elder standing behind Qian Yuelong spoke solemnly.
Qian Yuelong raised her head. The heavily injured Tang Hao had already run away and was only a black shadow. He was so fast that he reached the edge of the Divine Realm in just two breaths.
Qian Yuelong frowned deeply, feeling regret that Tang Hao's other soul bone had also been left behind.
Although "Feather Falls into the Moon Abyss" makes the Divine Realm unbreakable, the scope of the Divine Realm she expanded this time only included the Martial Soul Hall.
There are currently no restrictions on entering or leaving the outer perimeter.
Once Tang Hao crosses the boundary of the Divine Realm, he will find that if he touches the boundary, he can still leave the Divine Realm.
Tsk.
To escape unscathed from a situation where one against seven...
If it were someone else, the old sect leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, whose soul power level was 96, who was later surrounded and attacked by five Title Douluos from the Spirit Hall in the original storyline, was eventually dismembered and had all his soul bones taken away; he was long gone.
It's hard to say that Tang San's luck wasn't a factor in this.
"Where is Tang Hao's severed arm?" Qian Yuelong asked the other two elders who had landed beside her.
"His Holiness the Pope took the severed arm away during the battle, so the Holy Maiden need not worry."
The severed arm was considered Qian Yuelong's spoils of war. They thought that Qian Yuelong cared about the severed arm because it was to prove that she had injured Tang Hao, and then to slap the faces of those higher-ups who were not satisfied with Qian Yuelong, proving that she was capable of standing on her own.
Meanwhile, Dugu Bo, who had activated his Martial Soul True Form and used the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor Poison to ensnare another key figure, Xiao Wu, also successfully escaped.
"It's a pity that Thornblood isn't here, otherwise this old poisoner would definitely not have escaped!" Ghostly glared fiercely in the direction where Dugu Bo disappeared.
If it weren't for his lack of resistance to poison!
Yue Guan, who had watched helplessly as the 100,000-year-old soul beast was taken away right before his eyes, also looked grimly at the rest of Shrek Academy in the Divine Realm, who had somehow ended up standing with Ning Fengzhi, Gu Rong, and Chen Xin from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. His soft voice was filled with coldness: "Your Holiness, what should we do with them?"
Bibi Dong looked at Qian Yuelong, who was brought back safe and sound by another elder, and felt a little relieved. Her gaze fell on the rest of Shrek Academy who were standing with Ning Fengzhi and the others, looking like a group. Her eyes were cold and disgusted: "Tell them to get out of Martial Soul Holy City immediately!"
The remaining members of Shrek Academy are of little value.
Keeping it is a complete waste of time.
Since the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School wants to protect us, then let them lead their people out of the Martial Soul Holy City!
From now on, she is simply Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall.
He has absolutely no connection with Yu Xiaogang anymore!
Yu Xiaogang stood there, stunned, when he met Yu Xiaogang's look of disgust.
Upon hearing this, Flander, who was on edge, breathed a huge sigh of relief and then fainted.
The pale divine realm dissipated as the pupil component "Moon View" was removed, returning to the original Holy Soul Plaza.
Watching Bibi Dong's departing figure, Yue Guan, who did not follow the other three colleagues back to the Papal Palace, subtly glanced at Qian Yuelong.
Qian Yuelong nodded almost imperceptibly and followed the three elders and Bibi Dong into the Papal Palace.
As for the others who had previously fainted, Yue Guan and Gui Mei would stay behind to deal with the aftermath.
"Creak—"
The cold, heavy doors of the Papal Palace were slammed shut.
As they were about to leave the Holy Soul Square, supporting each other, Yu Xiaogang paused slightly, turned around, looked at the tightly closed door, his eyes dimmed, and with his back hunched, walked into the dark shadows, leaving behind this place that had left a deep impression on them.
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