Mythical Luo, starting with the fox spirit

Inside the meeting room, Emperor Xingluo and the others listened to Ning Fengzhi's suggestion and pondered the idea in their hearts.

"I agree with Sect Master Ning's idea. Those wolves in sheep's clothing from the Martial Soul Empire should have paid the price long ago!" The Sixth Elder slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly, roaring.

"I agree too." Tang Xiao also stood up and echoed the Sixth Elder.

"Agreed." Tang Hao, Tang San, and Tang Yuehua also stood beside Tang Xiao to express their opinions.

"Agreed." Everyone in the meeting room echoed in agreement.

"I agree as well. I propose that I be included in the assassination attempt on the Pope." Seeing that everyone had voiced their agreement, Yu Luomian hurriedly stated his position. But in his heart, he sneered at their futile attempts to shake the Spirit Empire. Did they think they could possibly conquer the Spirit Empire? Yu Luomian began to plot how to deliver this message to the Spirit Empire.

The division of labor for this counterattack operation was hotly debated in the meeting room.

Finally, the old emperor and his wife of Xingluo, Sword Douluo, Tang Hao who had seriously injured Qian Xunji, and Yu Luomian infiltrated Wuhun City to assassinate Qian Xunji and other high-ranking figures, with Ning Fengzhi providing them with assistance.

The Sixth Elder of the Clear Sky Sect, Tang Xiao, and Tang San, who insisted on participating in the operation, went to eliminate the Po Clan first. Tang Xiao and the Sixth Elder then infiltrated Wuhun City to meet up with the Star Luo Emperor and others.

The others were responsible for joining forces with the Star Luo Legion to reclaim the cities that had been seized by the Spirit Empire.

As darkness fell, Tang Xiao and the Sixth Elder stealthily led Tang San into Po Jun City from outside the unguarded city walls.

"This way." Based on the map of Po Jun City provided by the Star Luo Empire, Tang Xiao led the Sixth Elder and Tang San toward the Po Clan's encampment.

After infiltrating the Po clan, the Sixth Elder, with a madman-like face, grabbed a man and smashed his limbs without saying a word, then took him to a secluded corner and interrogated him about Yang Wudi's residence.

"Pah!" The member of the Broken Clan, enduring the physical pain, spat at him fiercely with red eyes.

"Let me try." Tang San took over the task from the Sixth Elder and took out a bunch of bottles and jars, as well as various needles of different lengths and throwing knives as thin as cicada wings from the Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moonlit Night.

"This powder of mine can amplify a person's senses a hundredfold, especially pain and itching." Tang San pinched the jaw of the member of the Broken Clan, poured a bunch of powder into his mouth, tightly closed his mouth with both hands, and shook it forcefully to force him to swallow the powder.

Tang San inserted the fine needles into the acupoints of the member of the Broken Clan, amplifying his senses. Then, he picked up the throwing knife between two fingers and swiftly sliced ​​off pieces of flesh the size of fingernails from his body. Fine beads of blood seeped from the pale wounds, and he sprinkled the medicinal powder onto them. Intense pain assaulted his nerves, his body trembled violently, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on his forehead. Tang San remained expressionless, his hands moving without pause, peeling away piece by piece of skin and flesh, gradually revealing the bones within his body to the air, until he was no longer recognizable as human.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth, wishing he could devour the demon who had tormented him alive.

"Tell me, where is Yang Wudi?" Tang San brandished a throwing knife at his crotch, and with a whoosh, sliced ​​off a small piece of translucent flesh.

"Pah! If you have the guts, kill your grandpa!" A member of the Po clan bit off his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood at Tang San, which Tang San dodged.

"You've already chosen your own death!" Tang San saw that his tongue was severed, knowing that he wouldn't get any information out of him. Before Tang Xiao could stop him, he sliced ​​the member of the Po Clan open along the midline, revealing his colorful internal organs. Tang San grasped his weakly beating heart and crushed it with a powerful squeeze.

"You... sigh! Never mind." Tang Xiao hesitated, but ultimately didn't utter Tang San's vicious and ruthless words.

"How dare you! You dare to hurt my clansmen, you're courting death!" Yang Wudi also heard the commotion in the mansion. With his level 97 soul power, he detected three auras that were no less powerful than those of the Po clan. When he arrived, he immediately discovered that his clansmen were reduced to skeletons. He was instantly enraged and roared as he completed his Martial Soul Possession. He then wielded the Soul-Breaking Spear and attacked Tang San and the others.

Yang Wudi swept through the enemy ranks with a single blow, focusing his attention on Tang San. Tang San's level 20+ soul power was completely insufficient. Yang Wudi's Super Douluo aura stunned him, rendering him unable to move. He watched in despair as the silver spear tip approached.

"Roar~" Tang Xiao was the first to react, grabbing Tang San's belt with his left hand and swinging it backward with all his might, while holding the Clear Sky Hammer in his right hand to meet the Soul-Breaking Spear.

Tang San was thrown out of the Po Clan's encampment and crashed heavily onto the petrified road outside. He struggled to his feet, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. The fall had broken several ribs, fractured both legs, severed his right arm, and caused severe internal organ damage.

"You have already chosen your own death. When I become a Title Douluo, I will make you repay this humiliation a hundredfold!" He glared fiercely at Tang Xiao and Yang Wudi, who had flown out, and a malicious hatred was planted in his heart.

"Soul-Breaking True Form! Unleash all Soul Skills!" Yang Wudi didn't tremble like Tang Xiao and the Sixth Elder. He directly activated the Soul-Breaking Spear True Form. Nine soul rings on the spear, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, red, red, shone simultaneously. A soul-shaking aura spread out from Yang Wudi as the center.

Tang San couldn't withstand the fierce aura of Yang Wudi, a level 97 Super Douluo. He was thrown back by the shockwave, coughing up three mouthfuls of hot blood before collapsing unconscious on the road again.

"You've killed me!" Tang Xiao and the Sixth Elder were ashen-faced, their expressions as grim as if they had swallowed a dead child. They cursed the Star Luo Empire's intelligence failure in their hearts and lamented their misfortune.

Tang Xiao was only level 94, and the Sixth Elder had just broken through to the Title Douluo level. Even if the two of them joined forces, they were far from being a match for Yang Wudi, a level 97 Super Douluo. In particular, Yang Wudi also had two 100,000-year soul rings and one 100,000-year soul bone.

"Haotian Profound Technique! Ring Explosion! Great Sumeru Hammer!" Tang Xiao struggled desperately, his face contorted with rage as he unleashed the Haotian Sect's ultimate technique. All nine of his soul rings exploded simultaneously, transforming into energy that flowed into the Haotian Hammer in his hand.

The Sixth Elder knew that he and Tang Xiao were doomed to die today, so he desperately tried to buy time for Tang Xiao to gather his strength, hoping to give him a chance to survive.

"Hmph, a petty trick! Azure Slowing Claw!" Yang Wudi snorted coldly, activating the 100,000-year-old Azure Bull Python Soul Bone Technique. A beam of azure light silently struck the Sixth Elder, slowing down his senses tenfold.

To Yang Wudi, the Sixth Elder's movements as he wielded the Haotian Hammer were like a slideshow. Yang Wudi pierced the Sixth Elder's heart with a spear.

With a flick of his spear, Yang Wudi sent the Sixth Elder's corpse crashing onto the road like a rag.

"Ah! Prepare to die!" Tang Xiao's eyes burned with black soul power as he raised the mountain-sized Clear Sky Hammer with both hands and smashed it down toward Yang Wudi's head.

"As expected of the Clear Sky Hammer's ultimate technique." Yang Wudi sensed the soul power fluctuations exceeding level ninety-six on the Clear Sky Hammer and exclaimed in admiration, "However, it's still too weak! I'll test my skills against you!"

"Merge Rings!" All nine soul rings on Yang Wudi's body merged into one, transforming into a black and red soul ring the size of a bucket. This soul ring flickered, and black flames simultaneously ignited on Yang Wudi and the Soul-Breaking Spear. The fluctuation of soul power caused folds in the air, and those in Po Jun City who sensed his soul power fluctuations fell silent, not daring to disturb him.