Chapter 62: The Clash of Top-Level Weapon Spirits
Clang! Clang!
The sword and hammer clashed, and the battle between the two Titled Douluos had reached a fever pitch.
Both combatants had unleashed their true Weapon Spirits. The massive Clear Sky Hammer and the sharp Holy Sword collided in mid-air, producing deafening sounds accompanied by terrifying waves of soul power.
Ye Lingling and Huo Wu's faces had turned pale. Clearly, the two, being only at the Soul Master level, could not withstand the residual shockwaves from the battle between Titled Douluos, especially those above level ninety-five.
"Even a Soul Master can't withstand the residual shockwaves of a Titled Douluo battle, let alone a newborn baby. I wonder if Tang Hao is unwilling to think about it or has never considered it."
Xiao Yu secretly complained, pulling the two women to retreat a distance away, far from the center of the battle.
Miro and Aiolia, the two Titled Douluos, appeared at the right time, using their soul power to construct a protective barrier that blocked the soul power spreading from the battle.
"Damn it, where did this Titled Douluo come from? His Weapon Spirit quality is not inferior to the Clear Sky Hammer, and his soul power is even higher than mine!"
For Titled Douluos above level ninety-five, each level of difference in strength is like a chasm. Despite being one level lower in soul power, Tang Hao could still fiercely battle Shura without falling behind, all thanks to the Clear Sky Sect's ultimate technique—Clear Sky Nine Extremes—left to him by his grandfather Tang Chen!
The weakness of the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Method was too obvious and was easily seen through by Shura. Tang Hao attempted to use it but was interrupted by Shura after only three swings. After two tries, Tang Hao no longer used it.
Even with the more practical Clear Sky Nine Extremes, Tang Hao was reaching his limit. Let's not forget, ever since his battle with Qian Xunji, he had been carrying incurable internal injuries, suppressed only by his abundant soul power.
After battling Shura for so long, Tang Hao had used too much soul power and was close to losing control over his injuries.
"Great Xumi Hammer!"
Tang Hao had no choice but to use the divine skill exclusively taught to him by his grandfather, the Clear Sky Douluo—Ring Explosion.
The energy of Ring Explosion was extremely terrifying. Given Tang Hao's current state, each explosion of a soul ring would greatly shorten his lifespan. But it was his only choice to escape his predicament. Prolonging the fight would also trigger his old injuries, leading to certain defeat.
The translucent, uniquely red hundred-thousand-year soul ring exploded, and powerful energy instantly surged into Tang Hao's body, finally channeling into the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand. The already gigantic Clear Sky Hammer swelled further, its head almost covering the entire sky.
"Die!"
Tang Hao endured the excruciating pain from the energy of the hundred-thousand-year soul ring coursing through his body, swinging the Clear Sky Hammer down towards Shura with great force.
"Ninth Soul Skill, Divine Might Holy Sword!"
Facing Tang Hao's formidable attack, Shura also used his strongest move. He condensed a gigantic holy sword with soul power, compressed it countless times until it was the size of an arm, capable of cutting through the fabric of the universe and even the roots of all things.
"Slash!"
The holy sword, equally imbued with terrifying power, clashed head-on with the Clear Sky Hammer. It was like two comets colliding at full speed. In an instant, a blinding light exploded from the point of impact, changing the sky and tearing the air asunder.
Pfft!
Tang Hao spat out a mouthful of blood towards the sky. Unable to suppress his injuries any longer, he staggered back several steps, his Clear Sky Hammer supporting his body to prevent him from collapsing.
Shura wasn't faring much better. The combined power of the hundred-thousand-year soul ring and the divine Great Xumi Hammer was equivalent to the strongest strike of a level ninety-seven Titled Douluo.
Shura, who had taken this blow head-on, felt his internal organs suffer varying degrees of damage. His hands trembled uncontrollably, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
Huff! Huff! Huff!
Both were breathing heavily, staring each other down with fierce determination, neither willing to concede.
"Miro, Aiolia!"
Xiao Yu knew he couldn't let the two continue fighting. A single misstep could result in Tang Hao's death, and Shura might also sustain unhealable internal injuries from Tang Hao's desperate counterattack.
More importantly, Xiao Yu had another concern.
Tang Hao had gained the Killing God Domain through Hell Road and was a candidate for the Shura God Trials. Who knew if Tang San's wild father might sense his own father's life-threatening situation and inject his Shura divine power through the Killing God Domain? If that happened, it would be disastrous for them.
The two Titled Douluos immediately released their Martial Spirits. Tang Hao completely gave up struggling. Facing three Titled Douluos with hundred-thousand-year soul rings was even more formidable than when he fought Qian Xunji and the two Douluos Chrysanthemum and Ghost. Moreover, his current state was much worse than it had been back then.
"What exactly do you want?"
Tang Hao took a deep breath, slightly calming the surging blood caused by his injuries.
Tang Hao was never afraid of death, but he couldn't die now. Tang San was still very weak and needed his protection. He hadn't yet taught Tang San the ultimate techniques of the Clear Sky Sect. More importantly, there was that rabbit by his side.
Wait!!
Tang Hao's expression suddenly changed. He realized something else terrible. That little rabbit was still in its infancy. How could it escape the eyes of three Titled Douluos? Its identity must have already been exposed.
No, that little rabbit's soul ring and soul bone belonged to his son, and no one could take them away!
"Don't be too arrogant. Don't forget, I am from the Clear Sky Sect!"
Out of utter helplessness, Tang Hao, who considered himself a sinner of the Clear Sky Sect, brought up the sect. Perhaps only the name of the former number one sect in the world could intimidate the people before him.
"Tang Hao, stop putting on airs in front of me!"
Xiao Yu sneered, "Don't take us for fools. Do you think I don't know your secrets? The Clear Sky Sect? Your brother Tang Xiao might indeed help you out of brotherly love, but the elders might not. Especially the Seventh Elder Tang Lie, whose eldest son died at the hands of the Spirit Hall because of you. He'd probably love to see you dead!"
Exposed mercilessly by Xiao Yu, Tang Hao's face alternated between green and white, an interesting sight.
"Tang Hao, there's no need to be so tense!"
Seeing Tang Hao humbled, Xiao Yu's mood improved significantly. "I'm not interested in your or your son's life, nor in that rabbit. Whether you want to keep that rabbit for your son to marry or use her as his soul ring and soul bone, that's your business. I don't want to get involved!"
"Are you serious?"
Even Tang Hao couldn't hide his joy upon hearing this.
Xiao Yu nodded, "Of course!"
Although hundred-thousand-year soul beasts were rare, the Soft Bone Rabbit wasn't particularly powerful. Xiao Yu wasn't really interested in her. However, he had long coveted her two companions, the Azure Bull Python and the Titan Giant Ape. Sooner or later, he intended to go to the Star Dou Forest to make them his soul rings and soul bones.
(End of Chapter)
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