Douluo: I achieve godhood through System

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Tang Hao had really arrived! 

By all rights, Xue Qinghe should have been pleased, but his preparations were not yet complete. At this moment, who among them could possibly stand against Tang Hao? 

Even so, he stepped forward with a commanding presence and spoke with authority: 

"Your Excellency, Clear Sky Douluo, I understand your purpose very well. This all stems from a single soul beast. The continent is filled with countless soul beasts—if one is lost, another can take its place. If you insist on using your power to oppress the weak over such a trivial matter, then you are being far too domineering. The Heaven Dou Empire will never permit such behavior." 

Tang Hao glanced at Xue Qinghe, his expression calm and indifferent as he replied: 

"Crown Prince of Heaven Dou, I have no intention of becoming an enemy of your empire. But this boy—I must take him away. You wouldn't understand. That soul beast was one of a kind. If it dies, finding another like it will be nearly impossible." 

"Just look at this boy. You should understand how much that soul beast benefited him. No matter what, I will take him with me." 

Xue Qinghe's voice turned cold. 

"Then that means you are declaring yourself an enemy of the Heaven Dou Empire. Tang Hao, do you truly have no one you care about within this empire? Have you not considered yourself—or them?" 

Boom! 

A surge of murderous intent erupted, spreading unchecked. The surrounding air turned frigid, colder than the depths of winter, sending chills straight to the bone. 

Tang Hao stared at Xue Qinghe, his killing intent almost tangible, yet after a brief moment, he still spoke: 

"I was exiled from my sect long ago. Aside from my son, there is no one else I care about. Threats mean nothing to me." 

Xue Qinghe's expression darkened. 

"As far as I know, your son and Wang Li are classmates. Wang Li has always looked after him—even saved his life once. If not for Wang Li, your son would have died at Shi Nian's hands long ago. And yet, you repay kindness with betrayal? Father and son alike, both utterly heartless." 

Tang San's expression twisted at those words. He couldn't deny the truth in them, but he forced himself to argue: 

"We returned together. How was I supposed to know if Shi Nian was coming to kill me or to kill him? Saving me was the same as saving him. That was one matter. But he stole my soul beast—that's another." 

At this point, Wang Li chuckled and stepped forward, first addressing Xue Qinghe with reassurance: 

"Your Highness, there's no need to worry. I am confident in my ability to protect myself. Even if he is Clear Sky Douluo, he won't be able to take me away so easily." 

Then, he turned his gaze toward Tang San, his voice tinged with amusement. 

"I never expected our falling out would be over a soul beast." 

Wang Li had thought the first explosive confrontation would be over the fact that he had sealed away part of Tang San's memories—or perhaps because he had taken the true Blue Silver Emperor and its right leg bone. 

Yet, the first spark had ignited because he had slain the Blue Silver King. 

Finally, he looked directly at Tang Hao, his expression brimming with confidence as he smiled. 

"I've heard that Clear Sky Douluo was once the youngest Titled Douluo in history. But I believe that honor will soon belong to me." 

As soon as his words fell, Wang Li summoned his martial soul. The radiant Blue Silver Emperor unfurled like a sapphire, and one by one, his soul rings emerged—two yellow, two purple, three black, and finally, one red. Eight rings in total. 

Tang Hao and Tang San stood in stunned silence. 

The last time Wang Li had revealed his soul rings was in the Snow Night Palace, so neither Tang Hao nor Tang San had been aware of his true strength. 

Their shock stemmed from two things. First, Wang Li had reached an eight-ringed cultivation level at such a young age. Second, his eighth soul ring was a hundred-thousand-year soul ring. 

A hundred-thousand-year soul ring—the most precious treasure in the world of soul masters. Even many Titled Douluo could not obtain one for their ninth ring, yet Wang Li already possessed one as his eighth. 

With a soft voice, Wang Li activated his first soul skill. The Blue Silver Emperor surged, expanding violently in the wind. 

"Black Jade Divine Bamboo Spear!" 

Boom! Boom! Boom! 

A barrage of pitch-black jade spears rained down toward Tang Hao and Tang San. 

Tang Hao's eyes burned with rage. In an instant, he positioned himself in front of Tang San, summoning his martial soul. The Clear Sky Hammer materialized in his grasp, accompanied by the appearance of his soul rings—two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red. Nine rings in total, proof of his status as a Titled Douluo. 

Tang Hao unleashed the Clear Sky Nine Absolutes, nine specialized force techniques that allowed him to shield both himself and Tang San from the dense barrage of Black Jade Spears. 

However, the sheer force transmitted through the spears was overwhelming. Even Tang Hao felt his blood surging chaotically within his body, threatening to make him cough up blood—but he forcibly suppressed it. 

He was already heavily injured, and while he possessed a hundred-thousand-year ninth soul ring, Wang Li had eight of them. What could Tang Hao possibly use to compete against him? 

Staring ahead at the endless tide of Black Jade Spears, Tang Hao felt his scalp tingle. He couldn't afford to drag this out—his only option was to end the battle quickly. With Wang Li's terrifying soul ring configuration in mind, he immediately unleashed his strongest combat state. 

"Seventh Soul Skill—Clear Sky True Body! Eighth Soul Skill—Sky-Shattering Strike!" 

Two black soul rings flared around Tang Hao, and his oppressive aura surged outward. Even Tang San was sent flying by the sheer force. 

The Clear Sky Hammer expanded instantly, transforming into a colossal weapon over thirty meters in size. Electricity crackled across its surface, flames erupted, and an aura of utter destruction radiated from it. 

Wang Li calmly stood in front of Xue Qinghe and Dugu Yan, shielding them. To put it bluntly, after his battle with the Snow Empress, every opponent before him seemed like a reckless fool rushing to their own death. 

With a casual snap of his fingers, he chuckled lightly. 

"Blue Silver Domain!" 

Following the previous Black Jade Spear barrage, the battlefield was already teeming with Blue Silver Emperor vines. Now, all of them began to glow simultaneously. 

Under the radiant light, the surrounding energy instantly solidified—along with Tang Hao, who was holding the massive hammer. Both were sealed within the domain. 

Tang San let out an anguished scream: 

"Father!" 

Tang Hao was still conscious, but his body was completely immobilized. Even after unleashing the full power of his seventh and eighth soul skills, he was still trapped within the domain. 

This domain was no weaker than the Polar Stillness Domain of Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo. Was this truly a soul skill granted by a mere ten-thousand-year soul ring? Tang Hao was utterly stunned. 

No, this was the power of a hundred-thousand-year soul skill. 

A normal hundred-thousand-year soul ring should grant two abilities, but if all of its energy were focused into a single technique, its power would be completely doubled. 

"Ahhh!" 

Tang Hao forcibly pushed his soul power to its limits. His eyes turned bloodshot as—boom!—two yellow soul rings exploded. Then—boom!—two purple soul rings followed suit. The energy from all four rings was forcibly absorbed into his body, granting him a terrifying burst of strength. 

With this immense surge of power, he finally shattered the Blue Silver Domain's restraint. 

Crack! Crack! Crack! 

Fractures spread across the domain like spiderwebs before it shattered completely. The unleashed energy erupted outward, transforming into a devastating storm that swept through everything. 

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! 

At the center of the energy storm, even the mighty Tang Hao felt the presence of death looming over him. 

He simply couldn't understand—how could a Soul Douluo's ten-thousand-year soul skill be this nightmarish? 

There was no time to think. He detonated his fifth soul ring. Not enough. He detonated his sixth. 

Using the energy from two ten-thousand-year soul rings, he barely managed to withstand the storm's backlash. 

But his already crippled body had now suffered a double assault—internally from the backlash of self-destruction, and externally from the Blue Silver Domain's suppression. 

As soon as Tang Hao broke free, he immediately coughed up a mouthful of blood. 

Lifting his head once more, he saw Wang Li still standing there—composed, unwavering. 

Step by step, Wang Li approached, his expression laced with amusement. 

"Clear Sky Douluo truly lives up to his reputation. To survive my attack—among all Titled Douluo, you're already quite impressive." 

Pfft! 

Tang Hao spat out another mouthful of blood. But this time, it was from sheer rage. 

For someone as proud as him, being "praised" by a mere Soul Douluo was more humiliating than death itself. His eyes burned crimson with fury. 

Tang Hao would die eventually—but first, his value had to be completely drained. 

Before Qian Renxue revealed her true identity, abandoning the mission on her own would be unwise. Having Tang Hao alive would serve a purpose—helping to keep everything logically aligned. 

(End of Chapter)