"Huh?"
"A hundred-thousand-year soul beast?"
Tang Hao's pupils dilated and contracted at the sight of Xiao Lan.
He was incredulous, even wondering if there was something wrong with his eyes, or if he was under some kind of illusion.
But he quickly recovered, his soul power coursing through his body, confirming that he was fine.
"Hahahaha, so you're going to give me a hundred-thousand-year soul beast."
"For the sake of this hundred-thousand-year soul beast, I'll make sure you die quickly."
And then, ecstasy washed over him.
This was like pie in the sky.
He had been worried if it was a Spirit Hall trap, but now it seemed like it was a pie in the sky.
"Isn't this Ah Yin!!!"
Although there was a similar aura and temperament, he was certain that the other person was not Ah Yin.
It was another Blue Silver Emperor, and it hadn't transformed. What was here was merely a humanoid form condensed from her soul power.
No one understood hundred-thousand-year soul beasts better than he did.
Especially the Blue Silver Emperor.
His eyes were unmistakable.
"So, you're the one who's been spying on me since I entered Blue Silver City..." "
It seems this Blue Silver City truly offers great opportunities."
"That's your real trump card."
Thinking of the Blue Silver Grass everywhere in Blue Silver City, and the sense of voyeurism he could sense, yet couldn't catch,
Tang Hao had already determined the other party's method of monitoring him.
Having come into contact with Ah Yin, a fellow Blue Silver Emperor, he was well aware of the Blue Silver Emperor's abilities.
He even envied the people of Blue Silver City for being so well-hidden.
With Dugu Bo in the open and a 190,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor in the shadows, he
certainly had the capital to be arrogant.
But he was still far from being able to take action against him.
Tang Hao, who thought he had figured out his opponent's weakness, was now even less fearful.
Instead, he was already planning how to use this 190,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor.
After the others had moved away from the Spirit Arena, Lan Tian observed the ecstatic and chattering Haotian Douluo Tang Hao.
Truly speaking, this was their first face-to-face encounter.
While he had heard some news from the mainland before—
about the Haotian Sect's twins defeating some veteran powerhouse, gaining opportunities and spirit rings, and so on
—in reality, there had been no chance to meet in person.
Hearing about him was better than seeing him in person. Lan Tian's strong spiritual power allowed him to sense the spirit power contained within his sturdy physique.
"Nice to meet you. I've heard about your many famous incidents. You really live up to your reputation, Haotian Douluo."
Lan Tian was very calm, as if he was looking at an ordinary person, but in fact the power in his body had already surged and gradually erupted.
Like turning on an old phone, the usually hidden power gradually revealed itself.
"I wanted to take it easy, but now it seems impossible."
Lan Tian didn't care about the other party's harsh words.
Lan Tian could also understand the other party's ecstasy.
After all, he saw Xiao Lan's true face clearly.
He had the same idea when he first saw Xiao Wu appear here.
Or rather, this is the norm in this Douluo Continent.
No one can refuse a hundred thousand year soul beast.
"See you then."
"I'm a bit in a hurry, so I don't have time to talk nonsense with you."
In just a few words, Lan Tian's inner power erupted.
He had no intention of chatting with Tang Hao, nor was there anything to discuss between them.
Could it be a discussion about how to seduce the Hundred Thousand Year Old Blue Silver Emperor?
As Lan Tian finished speaking, his eight spirit rings flickered, and more than that.
The power of the principles of life and death gradually emerged.
"Rebirth from Death."
This was Lan Tian's true power,
akin to the ultimate transformation experienced by a cultivator in their final stages of old age.
Lan Tian's physique, cells, and blood completely rejuvenated, his body, once frail and slender like a candle in the wind, rapidly rejuvenated.
He stood straighter, his crutch folded back into his body, transforming into a spirit bone.
As Lan Tian's body transformed, countless plant-type spirit beasts within Blue Silver City also contributed their life force, especially Xiao Lan, who was standing beside him.
A lot of life force was drawn out by him.
The surging power allowed Lan Tian to return to his peak state, and even surpass it.
"What kind of ability is this?"
Tang Hao widened his eyes.
He watched the old guy in front of him quickly recover into an eighteen-year-old boy.
Younger and more handsome than him.
But there was nothing that made him feel troubled.
A mere eighty-nine-level Soul Douluo.
That is, the last hundred thousand year soul ring that erupted, scared him a little.
But soon, greed returned.
The other party still has a hundred thousand year soul ring, which means that he still has a hundred thousand year soul bone.
In fact, the other party has more than one soul bone.
If he didn't show up, under normal circumstances, the other party's ninth soul ring should also be a hundred thousand years old, and even he doesn't have two hundred thousand year soul rings.
This made Tang Hao a little envious of the other party's opportunity.
But soon, all of this would be his.
Even if he couldn't use it, he could give it to his son Tang San and the Clear Sky Sect.
In this way, his son Tang Hao could attach more than two hundred thousand year spirit rings to the Clear Sky Hammer. By then, could the Spirit Hall, a mere Spirit Hall, still withstand the Clear Sky Hammer with more than two hundred thousand year spirit rings?
Countless thoughts of exterminating the Spirit Hall had already emerged in Tang Hao's mind.
However, he didn't notice that the changes that had taken place in Lan Tian in front of him were not just physical.
Then, soon his expression became a little strange.
Things were a little beyond his expectations.
"Xiao Lan..."
"Okay."
Seeing that the other party had no intention of taking action at all and was still daydreaming endlessly, Lan Tian just thought that the other party was respecting him, an old senior from the Douluo Continent.
With a wave of greeting towards Xiao Lan, a blue figure composed of soul power emerged.
This massive, blue-gold form resembled a deity, its palms bearing distinctive symbols, one black, one red.
Its appearance instantly ripped the roof of the Martial Soul Arena apart. Tang Hao had already created a substantial hole, but now it was almost completely hollowed out.
This massive form was enough to reveal the situation to those within the city who had been observing the situation.
However, they were often surrounded by intercepting forces,
so unless they were ready to engage, they wouldn't be able to reach this point.
Despite this, a quick victory was crucial,
not giving Tang Hao a chance to speak.
As Lan Tian took action, the soul power of the 190,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor resonated with Lan Tian.
Atop the mountains within Blue Silver City, a Blue Silver Emperor, resembling a towering tree, swayed in the breeze, its soul power instantly surging.
A terrifying surge of soul power spread, radiating a pillar of soul power across the mountain, emitting a terrifying pressure.
"The Great Handprint of Life and Death..."
The next moment, in the Spirit Arena, Xiaolan and Lantian's golden-blue bodies merged, and a pair of giant handprints moved towards Tang Hao.
Tang Hao was too powerful, so from the beginning, he planned to use the fusion technique with Xiaolan's spirit to quickly eliminate him.