novelraw Chapter 198 The Stunningly Beautiful Young Girl Bai Chenxiang!
Chapter 198 The Stunningly Beautiful Young Girl Bai Chenxiang!
Chapter 198 The Stunningly Beautiful Young Girl Bai Chenxiang!
The left arm bone of the Golden Crocodile King is a genuine 10-year-old soul bone, obtained from the 10-year-old Golden Crocodile King.
This soul bone has two abilities: controlling rivers and compressing space.
Under the fierce attack of Golden Crocodile Douluo, Wang Gang finally fell, his life extinguished on this war-torn land.
The scene was too horrific to bear; what was once a home had been reduced to ruins.
Amidst these ruins, only Titan remained standing. He stood like a solitary statue in the center of the battlefield, but his eyes had lost their former sharpness and determination, becoming empty and lost.
His heart was filled with pain and struggle because he had lost his closest loved ones—his son and grandson.
Titan was filled with grief, and for the first time, he began to doubt his own beliefs.
He once firmly believed that he could sacrifice everything for Tang Hao and the Clear Sky Sect. But when the lives of his son and grandson also became the price, he began to question whether all these sacrifices were truly worthwhile.
His beliefs, his once unwavering beliefs, now seem to be crumbling.
However, the thought only flashed through Titan's mind for a moment before he immediately suppressed it. He couldn't let his conviction waver; he couldn't let the sacrifice of his son and grandson be in vain.
He had to persevere, even if endless darkness and despair lay ahead. He couldn't let his beliefs become a joke, and he couldn't let his family and sect down.
Titan gazed once more at the bodies of his son and grandson, his eyes filled with endless sorrow and resolute determination.
His body began to tremble, and a powerful energy surged within him. A red glow began to appear on his skin, as if his blood was burning, and drops of blood seeped from his skin, falling to the ground and mingling with the bloodstains on the earth.
The surrounding soldiers sensed this unusual energy fluctuation and shouted in terror, "Oh no, he's going to self-destruct!"
As a member of the Spirit Hall shouted, the atmosphere on the scene instantly became tense, as if the air itself had frozen.
The self-destruction of a Soul Douluo-level powerhouse is no less powerful than the full-force attack of a Title Douluo. It is a destructive force, enough to level everything around it, and could easily take many of his own people with him to their deaths.
However, in this tense atmosphere, Titan was clearly not interested in the ordinary members of the Spirit Hall; his gaze was fixed on Huo Yuhao.
Huo Yuhao, this young genius, is the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall and also the target of Titan's revenge. Titan has only one thought in his mind: even if he dies, he will take the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall to hell with him.
While thinking this, Titan had completely overexerted his body, unleashing a speed comparable to a Title Douluo, and was rapidly approaching Huo Yuhao.
A resolute glint flashed in his eyes, as if he could already see himself perishing alongside Huo Yuhao. This Huo Yuhao before him was, after all, just a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy; how could he possibly withstand the self-destruction of a Soul Douluo?
Titan was filled with the flames of revenge. He firmly believed that as long as he reached Huo Yuhao's side and then self-destructed, he would have completed half of his revenge against the Spirit Hall.
He would rather die dragging the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall down with him; then he wouldn't have died in vain. The vow of revenge echoed in Titan's mind, his steps became more resolute, and his speed increased.
However, as expected, reality is far from ideal. Just as Titan was about to approach Huo Yuhao, a hundred-meter-long crocodile tail, carrying a hundred tons of force, lashed out at Titan.
The tail, like a giant whip, lashed out with a whistling sound as it struck the Titan's body.
Titan's body was crushed as if by a hundred-ton king, exploding into a bloody mist.
With the fall of the Titans, the glory of the Power Clan seemed to have vanished as well.
The once powerful family no longer has a single member who can even stand up.
The death of Titan was not merely the passing of a powerful being, but also the end of the race of power.
Huo Yuhao knew the cruelty of the battlefield well, and he would not leave any potential threats behind.
Therefore, after Titan fell, he ordered the Soul Guidance Army to carry out a thorough bombardment to ensure that no member of the Force Clan would survive.
The shells rained down like a storm, completely washing over the land. Only after confirming that there were no signs of life did Huo Yuhao lead his army into the territory of the Power Clan.
The Spirit Hall's spirit masters began their looting operation, like a pack of hungry wolves, thoroughly searching the storage spirit tools on the bodies of the dead spirit masters.
Every Soul Master wore a satisfied smile, for they knew that the wealth they had plundered was enough to ensure they would have enough to eat and wear for years to come.
After all, in the Spirit Hall, their annual salary was only a few thousand gold soul coins, but this operation gave each of them the wealth equivalent to several years' income.
War profits, war profits, what are war profits? This is the reason why people make money from war.
The accumulation of hundreds of years by other families and sects was all taken by the victor in a single day.
Titan's storage ring eventually ended up in Huo Yuhao's hands.
Huo Yuhao ventured deeper into the territory of the Power Clan and found it deserted.
Clearly, the Power Clan had foreseen this situation, and they evacuated all the elderly, women, and children.
However, Huo Yuhao was still quite surprised that Titan let Talon participate in the battle.
Logically speaking, Titan should have left his bloodline intact if he had foreseen today's scene, but he insisted on having his own grandson join the battle. It has to be said that the Titan family is truly a family of loyal martyrs.
Although many of the Power Clan's precious treasures have been taken away, the items left behind are still priceless.
Even items that couldn't be taken with them were worth millions or even tens of millions of gold soul coins. These items represented the wealth accumulated by the Power Clan over generations and were the foundation of the entire sect.
Titan, as one of the world's three great craftsmen, possessed storage rings containing incomparably precious items.
After carefully examining Titan's storage ring, Huo Yuhao discovered that in addition to cards containing millions of gold soul coins, there were also many precious metal materials inside.
Deep-sea silver mother, top-grade cold iron, pure yang warm jade—each of these materials is a rare treasure. Huo Yuhao estimated that this should be all the wealth Titan had accumulated in his lifetime.
These materials are not only priceless, but also the pride and legacy of the Titans as divine craftsmen—
At that very moment, the other three major affiliated sects had already heard the news of the annihilation of the Power Clan, and a somber atmosphere quickly spread throughout them.
The sect's elders convened an emergency meeting, while the younger disciples whispered amongst themselves, discussing the matter amongst themselves.
An unease and tension hung in the air, as if a storm was brewing. Every corner was filled with uncertainty about the future and sympathy for the plight of the Power Clan.
In the territory of the Min clan, on the rooftop, a little girl who looked to be about twelve years old stood alone on the eaves, lost in thought.
She wore a light blue short skirt, which swayed gently in the wind, like a flower swaying in the breeze.
The fabric of this long dress is light and flowing. As the breeze blows, the hem of the skirt flutters gently, and you can almost hear the soft rustling sound.
This young girl was stunningly beautiful, tall and slender with fair, snow-white skin. Beneath her short skirt, her long legs were tightly encased in stockings, outlining their perfect lines. Although her eyes and toes still held a touch of youthful innocence, she already possessed a beauty that could rival that of a goddess, as if she were a work of art meticulously sculpted by heaven.
Moreover, the girl's eyes still held a trace of lingering sorrow, adding a touch of fragility to her beauty and making one want to hold her in their arms.
Her eyes revealed a hint of confusion and helplessness, as if searching for something to rely on in life. Her hands gripped the edge of the eaves tightly, her fingertips turning slightly white from the force, as if silently telling of her inner tension and unease.
If Huo Yuhao were here, he would probably be stunned for a moment, because the girl's eyes are exactly the same as Ma Xiaotao's!
This young girl was Bai Chenxiang. She was naturally terrified when she heard the news of the destruction of the Power Clan.
Although her family was powerful, they seemed incredibly fragile before the Spirit Hall's iron fist. Her gaze slowly drifted to the horizon, as if searching for answers and hope.
Then, Bai Chenxiang transformed into a streak of light and flew away into the distance. Her figure drew a graceful arc in the air as she sped toward the territory of the Lizhi clan.
"I've heard that the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall is a lecherous man who doesn't refuse any beautiful woman. As long as the Min clan can be protected, I wouldn't mind giving myself to him."
Bai Chenxiang pondered to herself, knowing that her beauty was both a bargaining chip for her family and a burden to her. She was willing to make sacrifices for the survival of her family, but the fear and unease in her heart were ever-present.
Her heart was filled with contradictions and struggles. She was afraid that her sacrifice would ultimately be in vain, and that the future of her family would still be uncertain.
"I've only heard that Huo Yuhao has a terrifying and ruthless appearance. If I fall into his hands, I'm afraid I'll truly be living in darkness forever..."
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Bai Chenxiang's heart was filled with contradictions and struggles. On the one hand, she was willing to sacrifice for the future of her family; on the other hand, she was afraid that she would fall into an even more tragic situation.
Bai Chenxiang's heart felt like it was being torn apart. She didn't know if her choice was right, nor what the future held for her.