allendalepharm Chapter 299 Oscar Encounters in the Far North! Will He Lend a Helping Hand?
Chapter 299 Oscar Encounters in the Far North! Will He Lend a Helping Hand?
Chapter 299 Oscar Encounters in the Far North! Will He Lend a Helping Hand?
Upon hearing this, Tang Xiao's brows furrowed immediately, a complex and troubled expression appearing on his face. He sighed and said, "Brother Hao, I understand your thoughts. The four affiliated families—Yu, Po, Min, and Li—were indeed our sect's strongest allies back then. But..."
He paused, his tone filled with helplessness and guilt.
"Back then, in order to protect themselves, the sect closed its mountain gates, which was tantamount to abandoning them heartlessly and leaving them to bear the wrath of the Spirit Hall, without ever asking about them for many years."
"This debt of gratitude goes too far. Now that we are in such a weak position, if we were to seek them out again... their resentment would likely not have subsided, so how could they possibly trust us again and return to our side?"
Thinking of the past, Tang Yuehua nodded slightly, a hint of sadness flashing in her beautiful eyes.
That period of history is an indelible scar and shame for the Haotian Sect.
However, Tang Hao waved his hand forcefully, interrupting their concerns. His face held a mixture of guilt and absolute confidence as he solemnly stated:
"Big brother, Yuehua, I understand what you're saying!"
"I, Tang Hao, will bear all the blame and all the debts!"
"It is precisely because the sect has failed them that I need to personally make amends and apologize! Others might not be able to persuade them, but I, Tang Hao, might be able to do so in person!"
Finally, his gaze fell on Tang San, who had remained silent beside him.
"The other woman"
"Let's go, you'll come with me to the Power Clan later."
Tang Hao didn't offer much explanation, but his actions spoke for themselves.
He wanted to take his son and personally knock on that door that had been closed for many years, to face his former subordinates, and to repay that heavy debt.
"Yes, Father." Tang San replied respectfully without any hesitation.
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Meanwhile, in the far north.
This is a white kingdom ruled by an eternal winter.
Looking around, only one color remained in the world: blinding white.
The leaden sky hung low, as if it might collapse at any moment, merging with the distant, undulating ice fields. A biting wind swept across the land endlessly, swirling up countless glittering snowflakes, creating a white, swirling blizzard that blurred the view.
The cold here is so intense it can freeze your soul.
The air was extremely viscous; each breath felt like inhaling countless tiny ice needles.
However, in this sky where even soul power seemed to be frozen.
A crimson meteor, with an unruly attitude, shot toward the core area of the far north, carrying Tang Chuan and Xiao Ruier—the Crimson King!
The deeper one ventures into the core area, the more rapidly the surrounding temperature plummets. The chilling air has materialized, forming a pale blue icy mist that swirls in the air. An ordinary Soul King-level expert would likely be frozen solid and turned into an ice sculpture in no time here.
At this moment, Tang Chuan and Xiao Ruier, who were sitting upright on the broad back of the Crimson King, remained calm and unaffected by the deadly cold.
The Crimson King's enormous body resembled a small, moving volcano, radiating intense fire energy that created a warm and stable energy field.
Those terrifying cold fronts that were trying to invade.
The moment it came into contact with this energy field, it emitted a soft hissing sound.
They will either evaporate into nothingness or be pushed far away, unable to get even a fraction closer.
The Crimson King's four hooves pounded the air, as if dark red flames were burning beneath them, dispelling the chill in its wake. Sitting on its back, Tang Chuan could even feel the warmth emanating from beneath him, creating a completely different world from the frigid, icy chill outside.
The biting wind continued to howl, swirling up piles of snow.
It dyed the world a blurry, pale white.
Just then, Tang Chuan, who was sitting on the back of the Crimson King, suddenly twitched his brow. Almost at the same time, Xiao Ruier beside him also seemed to sense something, and her golden eyes instantly became serious as she looked at a forest in front of her that was surrounded by huge ice pillars and snow pines.
There's some noise.
Tang Chuan's deep voice broke the silence brought about by the high-speed flight.
"It's the sound of fighting, and the energy fluctuations are very chaotic." Upon hearing this, Xiao Ruier nodded slightly. Her senses were even more acute, and she had already caught the sounds of soul power colliding and shouting coming from the wind.
The two exchanged a glance, needing no further words.
They both saw the same decision in each other's eyes: to go and see for themselves.
Tang Chuan gently patted the fiery black hair on the Crimson King's neck.
The next second, the Crimson King, with its mind in perfect harmony, let out a low roar. Its massive body drew a beautiful crimson arc in the air, then changed direction and, like a falling meteor, swooped down towards the icy forest below from which the sounds of fighting were coming.
The closer they got, the clearer the sounds of fighting became.
The roar of the soul skills erupting, the crisp sound of energy colliding, and the angry shouts and panting intertwined, breaking the usual deathly silence of the far north.
A moment later, the Crimson King's massive body landed lightly on a huge ice pillar. Then, it suppressed most of its aura and looked down at the battlefield below.
Looking up, one could see a relatively open snowfield in the forest where the battle was raging fiercely.
The group being attacked consisted of two men.
One of them had a somewhat familiar face. Although his clothes were torn and his mouth was bloody, making him look quite disheveled, the various strange sausages he kept throwing out and his unique fighting style made Tang Chuan instantly recognize him as Oscar!
Standing guard beside Oscar was an extremely robust man with white hair and beard, exuding a chilling aura. With his martial soul possessing him, he seemed to transform into a giant ice bear standing upright, wielding his massive, ice-covered paws. Each strike carried terrifying power and extreme cold, making him a true Ice Bear Soul Saint!
However, their situation was now extremely precarious.
There were nearly ten Soul Masters besieging them. Judging from their Soul Ring configurations and the powerful aura surging around them, they were all Soul Emperor level experts!
These people worked together seamlessly, their attacks were ruthless, and their various ranged soul skills and melee attacks intertwined to form a deadly net, suppressing Oscar and Ice Bear Soul Saint in a small area.
Although Ice Bear Soul Saint was brave, he was no match for four hands. He had already suffered several wounds and his movements were gradually slowing down.
Tang Chuan's gaze swept across the battlefield, and he instantly noticed the source of this bloody battle not far away: a huge soul beast corpse lying in a pool of blood. Its appearance resembled a leopard but was not a leopard, and its entire body was covered with scales like ice crystal mirrors. It was an extremely rare ten-thousand-year-old Mirror Shadow Beast!
What's most striking is that a faint black light is emanating from the head of this Mirror Beast, and a unique energy fluctuation is spreading out from it.
"This is... a soul bone?!" Xiao Ruier exclaimed in a low voice.
Clearly, Oscar and the Ice Bear Soul Saint somehow killed the ten-thousand-year-old Mirror Beast and obtained its extremely precious head soul bone.
These nearly ten Soul Emperors came specifically for this Soul Bone, and they were willing to kill and rob for it!
At this moment, the battle situation below has reached its most critical juncture.
To shield Oscar from a fatal attack, the Ice Bear Soul Saint took the brunt of a powerful attack-type Soul Emperor's blow on his back, coughing up blood and staggering.
"Brother Haote!"
Seeing this, Oscar roared angrily, his eyes bloodshot. He quickly created a giant sausage to give to his companion, but the Soul Emperors surrounding him obviously wouldn't give him that chance. Several sharp attacks had already blocked all his possible space to maneuver.
"Should we?" Xiao Ruier looked at Tang Chuan, her eyes asking.
Upon hearing this, Tang Chuan's eyes turned cold, and without the slightest hesitation, he nodded.
"Uncle Red King, please help me!"
At his command, the Crimson King's mountain-like aura was no longer restrained and erupted with a roar!
Immediately afterwards, its terrifying beastly power, mixed with scorching waves of fire, fell from the sky like a meteor, and instantly enveloped the entire battlefield!
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