Upon hearing Tianlin's question, Tang Hao and Tang San's pupils shrank. They had expected Tianlin might one day learn the truth about Oslo, but not so soon—Tang Hao had just returned!
By now, Chen Xin had also arrived with Ao Siqin, who pleaded with Tang Hao, "Tang Hao, was it you who took my son? Please, return him to us—he's the hope and future of the Ao family!"
"Nonsense! Jun Tianlin, your brother goes missing and you blame my father? He had no grudge with Oslo—why would he harm him?" Tang San would never admit it. Tianlin had no evidence, and this was the Heaven Dou Palace—if they denied it, what could he do? Killing here would mean war with the empire.
"The motive is probably because of the Clear Sky Sect," Tianlin said, looking at Tang Hao. He realized that he himself had caused Oslo's death—if he hadn't asked Oslo to find the sect, Oslo wouldn't have been targeted. "As for evidence, Tang Hao, do you dare open the storage soul tool on your wrist? Inside is Oslo's Swift Wind Left Leg Bone!"
"What? My son's soul bone was removed? Then… my son… is dead..." Ao Siqin nearly fainted. He'd thought Tang Hao might have just captured Oslo—that would be fine, he'd trade his own life for his son's. But now…
"Tang Hao, what did my son do to make you kill him? Give me back my son! Return my son's life!" Ao Siqin went mad, not caring that Tang Hao was a Title Douluo—he just wanted justice.
Ning Fengzhi hurriedly held him back to stop the poor man from getting himself killed.
Tang Hao glanced at Ao Siqin—someone weak and insignificant. Did he owe him an explanation? Even if he had killed his son, what could Ao Siqin do?
The key was Jun Tianlin. Tang Hao said coldly, "Sword Prince, I'm a dignified Title Douluo. Why should I open my soul tool just because you said so?"
"Because of this—Summon God Technique: Martial God! Summon God Technique: Mountain God!" Since Tang Hao refused, Tianlin couldn't be bothered to argue. He switched his Holy Spirit Pearl and attacked. If Tang Hao wouldn't hand it over, he'd take it by force—there was no way he'd let this go today.
Martial God and Mountain God appeared. But this time, they looked different—no longer just holy and imposing, but suffused with killing intent. Tianlin had summoned them in a rage, and they reflected his murderous fury.
"Roar!" Martial God slashed down without mercy.
Tang Hao sensed danger from that strike and quickly shielded Tang San. "Clear Sky Body Shield!"
The Clear Sky Hammer formed several shields to block the blow. But Martial God's power was far from simple. His attack didn't stop after one block but kept pressing on. In just a few seconds, the shield began to break apart.
At that moment, Mountain God's iron fist smashed down—his signature move, Mountain-Shattering Fist—breaking Tang Hao's soul skill.
Tang Hao was sent flying, seriously wounded. In his prime, even the twin gods would struggle to defeat him, but now, already battered by Di Tian, he was at less than half strength—not a match for an enraged, full-power Tianlin.
"Jun Tianlin, what are you doing? Stop at once!" Emperor Xue Ye appeared, shouting in anger.
Such a commotion in the palace had already startled everyone.
"Your Majesty, please grant justice!" Seeing Emperor Xue Ye, Ao Siqin knelt in front of him, "My son Oslo was killed by Tang Hao—please avenge him!"
"Nonsense! Lord Tang Hao is upright—how could he have killed your son? Ao Siqin, you can't make such accusations without evidence," Xue Beng said, defending Tang San and Tang Hao. After all, the Tang family was his faction.
"Your Highness, I have no evidence, but Young Master Tianlin says he can sense my son's soul bone, the Swift Wind Left Leg Bone, in Tang Hao's storage soul tool. He and my son were like brothers—he wouldn't be mistaken. True or not, just have Tang Hao open his soul tool and we'll know." Ao Siqin pleaded.
"But… Lord Tang Hao is a dignified Title Douluo. Is that really appropriate?" Emperor Xue Ye hesitated. Compared to Ao Siqin, Tang Hao was far more valuable. As for Oslo—if he was dead, so be it.
"Your Majesty, this is a matter of life and death—I cannot agree with you," Ning Fengzhi said. "No matter how prestigious a Title Douluo is, can that outweigh a human life? Besides, Oslo is no ordinary man—he won the Soul Master Academy Tournament for the empire, has made great contributions, and is a viscount. In every way, this deserves to be investigated."
"Your Majesty, Sect Master Ning is right—I support him!" chimed in General Ge Long, a man known for valuing facts over sentiment.
With him leading, many military officers echoed, "We concur!"
Tianlin looked at Tang Hao. "You heard them, Tang Hao. Open your soul tool, or I'll continue!"
Martial God and Mountain God stepped forward, ready to strike at Tianlin's command—they'd tear Tang Hao in two.
Seeing the crowd pressuring him, Emperor Xue Ye was about to yield, but Xue Beng panicked. He knew Tang Hao really had killed one of Tianlin's brothers, and shouted, "Jun Tianlin, don't be arrogant! The truth isn't out yet. How dare a mere Soul Sage insult a Title Douluo, fighting wantonly in my palace and destroying buildings—do you take the royal family for nothing?"
"Changing the subject?" Chen Xin flashed in front of Xue Beng with a speed no one could follow. "Your tricks are too crude, Your Highness. If it turns out Tang Hao's innocent, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will pay for all damages. But if it's his doing, go after the Clear Sky Sect."
"And as for Xiao Tian being presumptuous—this is presumptuous!" With that, Chen Xin swung his Seven Kill Sword toward the eastern palace.
In an instant, the entire eastern palace vanished. Not destroyed—vanished, as if it had never existed.
This was the new sword technique Chen Xin created after becoming an Ultimate Douluo. When used, it didn't just cut the target in two—it erased every part of it.
From a chemistry perspective, the body was first cut into molecules, then atoms, then protons, electrons, quarks… until it was completely gone from this world. This fusion of the Seven Kill and Shu Mountain sword arts was Chen Xin's strongest new creation, the ultimate move he hoped would help him defeat Qian Daoliu and become a god.
Even now, only in its early stages, it left everyone stunned.
Chen Xin pointed his sword at Tang Hao. "Tang Hao, open your soul tool, or my next sword will be aimed at you—or your son!"