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Chapter 131 - Chapter 131 - Stupid Thing

The thick smoke gradually dissipated, revealing Tang Hao lying on the ground, already on the verge of death.

If it weren't for his chest still faintly rising and falling, anyone looking at him would have thought he was already dead.

Under the bombardment of the blazing heat ray in the shape of a red lotus, black smoke covered his entire body, and large chunks of flesh and blood had melted away, exposing white bones. Especially his face — half of it had turned into a skull, accompanied by his ragged breathing — it was truly terrifying.

Seeing this, Yu Xiaowei clearly understood that Tang Hao had only survived the blazing heat ray because he possessed many spirit bones.

Otherwise, in his current condition, that attack would have burned him to ashes.

But it didn't matter — Tang Hao was now a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, a boss-level monster ready to drop loot.

Killing a 100,000-year-old soul beast only yields one spirit bone, but killing a human like him could yield five complete ones.

As a Clear Sky Douluo, the quality of those five spirit bones was surely top-notch — enough to arm the people around him.

"You little beast…"

With only half his face left, Tang Hao's cracked lips moved slightly. Even in such a state, he did not beg Yu Xiaowei for mercy.

Yu Xiaowei didn't cancel his transformation and remained in the Red Lotus Godzilla form, walking toward Tang Hao, lifting his massive foot, and stomping hard on his chest.

Tang Hao, already struggling to breathe, was immediately left gasping. A rasping sound came from his throat — no one knew if he was cursing.

Yu Xiaowei stared at his face as if admiring a treasure, smiling victoriously.

"I told you — I would kill you."

"See? I kept my promise."

After saying that, he slightly eased his foot, allowing Tang Hao to gasp for air.

After catching his breath, Tang Hao gritted his teeth and cursed.

"You little beast… my older brother will avenge me. Just wait — your entire sect is doomed!"

"Haha. Do you think your Clear Sky Sect is the greatest sect in the world?"

Yu Xiaowei smiled mysteriously, leaned in close to Tang Hao, covered his mouth with one hand, looked around, and whispered secretively, "Let me tell you a little secret — your grandfather Tang Chen is the old immortal in Slaughter City."

Tang Hao's eyes immediately widened like bronze bells.

Who was his grandfather?

The strongest Clear Sky Douluo in history, a peerless powerhouse even Qian Daoliu was willing to submit to — the foundation upon which the Clear Sky Sect could intimidate Spirit Hall.

After killing Qian Xunji, the only reason Spirit Hall spared the Clear Sky Sect was due to an agreement between Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu.

Later, Qian Daoliu chased him across the continent but let him go — again because of Tang Chen.

But that old man had disappeared for decades. How could Yu Xiaowei know that the Slaughter King was Tang Chen?

What's more, when he became the God of Killing and passed through Hell, he had fought the Slaughter King himself.

How could that bloodthirsty demon be his grandfather?

Tang Hao's chest pounded. Yu Xiaowei's words struck his mind like thunder, shaking his beliefs and destroying his understanding.

However, if what Yu Xiaowei said was true — and if his grandfather were willing to return — then the Clear Sky Sect could rise again and dominate the continent.

Seeing the light of hope in Tang Hao's eyes, Yu Xiaowei smiled.

"How nice of me, huh? I generously told you a secret your Clear Sky Sect never knew."

"But… it's a pity you'll die with that secret."

After saying that, a huge surge of red energy began condensing in his throat.

Tang Hao gasped quickly and screamed with all his might:

"Wait——!!!"

Before he could finish, another burst of enhanced internal radiation erupted from Yu Xiaowei's body.

"Ah——!"

With a final scream, the once-mighty Clear Sky Douluo turned to ash.

Though his body was full of spirit bones, he could no longer be saved.

After Tang Hao died, Yu Xiaowei canceled his transformation, clutched his chest, and sat on the ground, panting.

His heart still felt burning hot, and the intense pain from being scorched made him feel constantly suffocated.

Red Lotus Form.

One of Godzilla's strongest ultimate forms.

The principle was that the nuclear reaction inside his body lost control, causing a drastic rise in core temperature, and eventually transforming him into the powerful but unstable Red Lotus Form.

Daming's fifth spirit ring didn't allow him to actively enter the Red Lotus Form.

It was actually an overloaded spirit skill — a life-or-death skill. By sacrificing his life, it boiled his blood and boosted his spirit power and soul skill strength geometrically. If used too long, it would certainly result in death.

Upon acquiring this skill, Yu Xiaowei was immediately reminded of Red Lotus Godzilla.

He decisively applied the spirit skill to the atomic reactor in his heart. Just as he expected, he truly entered the uncontrollable Red Lotus Godzilla state.

But under the soul skill's control, Red Lotus Godzilla, previously uncontrollable, could now be manually activated and deactivated.

This meant Red Lotus Form could now be a regular weapon in his arsenal.

As for the problem of the overheating core, he had been worried initially. If his heart exploded, he would literally blow up on the spot.

But when he first used the Red Lotus Form, the blue veins of the Eight Anise Mysterious Ice Grass had completely surrounded the edges of his heart, forcibly regulating the core temperature.

In this way, unless he actively removed the constraints of the Eight Anise Mysterious Ice Grass, he would never face the risk of his core melting and exploding.

After resting for a while, Yu Xiaowei began rummaging through Tang Hao's ashes and retrieved the five spirit bones one by one.

Just as he was nodding in satisfaction at his harvest, a cold voice suddenly came from behind.

"Chase the soul and claim the life — Hell King's Writ!"

A silent black light pierced through Yu Xiaowei's body in an instant.

Feeling a slight numbness in his back, Yu Xiaowei frowned and turned around, only to see Tang San with tears on his face.

At that moment, Tang San was leaning against a large tree, staring at Yu Xiaowei with eyes full of hatred.

"When the Hell King decrees your death at three, who dares keep you alive till five?"

"Yu Xiaowei, you beast — prepare to die!"

Hearing this, Yu Xiaowei's expression turned strange. His entire body stiffened and he staggered toward Tang San step by step.

Tang San didn't dodge, but looked at Yu Xiaowei with satisfaction.

The Tang Sect's third-ranked hidden weapon: Hell King's Soul-Hunting Writ.

There was no antidote to its lethal poison. Even amputating a limb after the poisoned needle entered the body couldn't stop the poison's instant spread.

Even Tang San himself had to upgrade his Xuan Yu Hand to the max before he dared handle it.

It was the only Soul-Hunting Writ he had forged in the past two years using Tang Xiao's resources.

The attack just now had used up all of Tang San's soul power. If he weren't cultivating Soul Sect now, he wouldn't even have enough strength to attack.

"Three, two, one… die!"

Tang San's cold voice counted down like it was Yu Xiaowei's death clock.

But what surprised him was — despite Yu Xiaowei's faltering steps, he didn't collapse even after the countdown ended.

As he drew closer, Tang San began to panic for no reason, but his soul power was completely depleted, and his entire body ached — he could hardly move.

Soon, the staggering Yu Xiaowei arrived in front of Tang San. His eyes were clear, showing no signs of poisoning.

Snap!

With a loud slap, Tang San was sent flying dozens of meters by Yu Xiaowei.

Along with the slap came a faint sneer:

"Idiot——!"

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