310: Chapter 310 My Lord, You Call Me

Tang Hao's eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body was trembling.

He actually couldn't refute it.

He didn't even dare to look Tang Yuehua in the eye anymore.

Watching Ah Yin walk over.

He opened his mouth.

"Ah Yin!"

Ah Yin arrived.

In Su Wen's embrace.

She took up half of Tang Yuehua's spot.

"Ah Yin is already dead. The current Ah Yin is the new Blue Silver Emperor."

"Tang Hao, don't mistake me for someone else!"

As Ah Yin spoke, she suddenly stood on her tiptoes and pressed her lips against Su Wen's.

Su Wen wasn't shy about it either.

Tang Hao's blood boiled with rage.

His lips quivered.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, which landed on Chrysanthemum Douluo's foot.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's mouth twitched, and he moved his foot away in disgust.

He and Ghost Douluo glanced at each other.

That look seemed to say:

Today's scene is a bit... special.

Su Wen let go.

He gently caressed Ah Yin's lips.

Ah Yin looked at him with a flushed face.

Her affection was almost overflowing.

Tang Hao was grief-stricken.

"Ah... Yin..."

The corners of Su Wen's mouth curled up slightly.

"Tang Hao, do you have any last words?"

"Su... Wen... what deep-seated hatred... do we actually have?"

"To make you... so... so... destroy my spirit... and use this method to destroy everything I have..."

Tang Hao glared fiercely at Su Wen; if looks could kill, Su Wen would have been hacked into a thousand pieces.

"Tang Hao, I am the Holy Son of Spirit Hall. You killed the Spirit Hall Pope; my revenge is perfectly justified!"

"Of course... my parents died at your hands, but I imagine you don't even know them. After all, they were too weak in your eyes; you probably couldn't even be bothered to remember what they looked like."

Hearing this, Tang Hao understood. He had killed too many members of Spirit Hall.

Of course, he couldn't remember them, but the families of those Spirit Hall members remembered vividly. They just didn't have the power to take revenge. Otherwise, given the numbers in Spirit Hall, they could have drowned him in spit.

"They were Spirit Saints when they died, and so I shall take my revenge on you as a Spirit Saint!"

"Tang Hao, I won't let you die. I will make you live, live forever."

"Hong Lun!"

As soon as Su Wen finished speaking, a faint voice echoed from all directions:

"Husband, you called me!"

The next moment.

A chilly wind blew around them.

Ghostly energy loomed thick.

As a cloud of red mist drifted out.

Ghost Bride · Hong Lun appeared.

Her appearance made the pupils of everyone present contract suddenly.

Not for any other reason than the seven conspicuous spirit rings surrounding her.

They were exactly the same as Tang Yuehua's and the Saint's.

Tang Hao was thunderstruck.

He suddenly realized that this Holy Son of Spirit Hall was even more mysterious than he had imagined.

The people around him actually possessed such spirit rings, and others were the same.

"He!" Perhaps like Little San, he is also the Reincarnation of a Divinity!

"Hong Lun, extract his Soul. I want to make even death an unattainable luxury for him!"

Ghost Bride · Hong Lun looked at Tang Hao.

The opponent was a Super Douluo.

In terms of Soul Power, it was almost impossible.

Unless her Mental Energy overwhelmed the opponent's.

Without making a sound, the wheel in her hand began to spin.

As the second purple spirit ring lit up.

A chain emerged from the ground, accurately binding Tang Hao.

Under Tang Hao's bewildered gaze, his body remained unharmed, but his Soul was being forcibly torn away.

Tang Hao immediately felt a pain that far exceeded anything physical.

It felt as if his Soul was being pulled out.

But it was only a feeling; as a Super Douluo, even though he was heavily injured, his spirit remained powerful.

Tang Hao could fully handle this kind of Soul attack.

Su Wen had already anticipated this and signaled for Chrysanthemum and Ghost to stand guard outside.

He wrapped his arm around Ah Yin's waist.

And pulled Tang Yuehua close.

He performed the most heart-wrenching action.

Tang Hao spat out another mouthful of blood:

"Su Wen... if I don't kill you, I, Tang Hao... swear I am not a man..."

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo stood guard outside.

Listening to the Saint's arrogant laughter.

And Tang Hao's broken screams and cries of despair.

The expressions on the two men's faces were quite a sight.

"Old Ghost, should we tell the Supreme Pontiff about today's events?"

"What are you talking about? I can't hear you."

"Old Ghost, you're really clever. I didn't understand anything either..."

A moment later.

Ye Yuaner arrived at the Moon Pavilion and raised an eyebrow at the sight of the building, half of which had been destroyed.

She landed in front of Chrysanthemum and Ghost. Seeing their relaxed expressions, she knew it was over and asked about Su Wen's situation.

Su Wen had entered a portal and disappeared.

Ye Yuaner was furious. He went somewhere without telling her, regardless of the danger. She and Devil Bear Douluo had searched all over Heaven Dou City before finally sensing the battle here and coming over.

"Aunt Ye, were you looking for me?"

At that moment, Su Wen, Tang Yuehua, and Ah Yin walked out from inside.

Behind them floated a Ghost Bride.

Even more surprising was that the Ghost Bride was holding two chains, with the other ends bound to two Soul bodies also floating in the air.

They were flickering, appearing transparent yet somewhat dark.

"Aren't these Tang Hao and Tang Xiao?"

"What did you do to them?"

Ye Yuaner recognized the two of them at a glance.

Seeing them in a state where they were practically at his mercy.

She breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

The great enemies of Spirit Hall.

Xiao Wen's enemies.

They were finally dealt with.

"It's nothing, just playing a little game with them."

When Tang Xiao died, his Soul had not yet completely dissipated.

Ghost Bride · Hong Lun had extracted his Soul as well.

A deceased Super Douluo's Mental Energy was pitifully weak.

Extracting his Soul was much smoother than extracting Tang Hao's.

"Elder Ju, please find me two women who work in the brothel. Preferably those who are already dead or about to die. Of course, lively ones are fine too, but remember one thing: they must not be good people!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo agreed and then flew off into the distance, looking puzzled.

"What are you doing?"

Ye Yuaner was bewildered.

Su Wen leaned in and whispered a few words into her ear.

Ye Yuaner's face instantly turned red.

She gave him an annoyed yet playful glare.

Xiao Wen is too wicked!

In the end, she didn't say anything.

As long as he was happy.

Chrysanthemum Douluo was quite efficient.

Before long, he had brought back two women.

One was plump.

The other was thin and small.

Ghost Bride · Hong Lun's hand spun the wheel, and as the pointer settled.

The Souls of Tang Hao and Tang Xiao were stuffed inside by a force of rules.

The thin one was still alive, though she had fallen into a deep coma.

When Tang Hao's Soul entered, she felt almost nothing.

Tang Hao also fell into deep thought. The Soul state is when the human body is at its weakest, and without a force to sustain it, it is easily dissolved by the power of heaven and earth and sent into the cycle of Reincarnation.

Having entered a new Soul, when he would wake up depended entirely on when his Soul consciousness fully recovered.

Ghost Bride · Hong Lun couldn't give an exact time either.

She could only state that while Tang Hao had not yet fully awakened, control of the body still belonged to the woman.

If Tang Hao woke up, it would result in two souls in one body.

In this situation, they would either coexist.

Or whoever's Soul was stronger would take control of the body!