Nine Rings Explode Simultaneously

Holy Soul Village. In a rundown blacksmith shop, Tang Hao sat at a wooden table, drinking a bowl of somewhat cloudy liquor. His eyes were half-open, as though he had not fully awakened.

Suddenly, Tang Hao looked out the window, a fierce glint flashing through his eyes. He picked up the wine bowl before him and drained it in one gulp before speaking calmly. "Little San, stay in your room and don't come out. Find an opportunity to escape through the window. Whatever you do, don't look back!"

A child of around three, his face still full of childish innocence, listened to Tang Hao's words with confusion in his eyes, having no idea what had happened.

"Dad, did something happen? Why do I have to run in the middle of the night?" Tang San's voice was filled with doubt and incomprehension.

"Just do as I say. Don't make a sound." Tang Hao had no intention of explaining. He rose directly and walked out of the room.

The moment he stepped outside, the Clear Sky Hammer appeared in his hand. With every step he took, a soul ring lit up around him. As nine soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red—flashed around Tang Hao, a chilling voice came from his mouth.

"A chrysanthemum and an old ghost—will you come out on your own, or do you need me to help you out?" Tang Hao released his spiritual power and continuously swept the area around him.

Within the range of his spiritual senses, he discovered that the area had already been surrounded by Spirit Hall's Hall Guard Knights, with Yue Guan and Ghostly Charm among them.

"Tsk, tsk, Tang Hao, so what if you discovered us? This time, your opponents aren't us." Yue Guan and Ghostly Charm stood in midair, looking down at Tang Hao below.

Beneath their feet, nine soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black—flashed continuously. Yet neither of them intended to act. They merely watched Tang Hao quietly.

Then, within Tang Hao's line of sight, an ornate carriage slowly approached and stopped some distance away.

Qian Daoliu stepped down from the carriage and looked at Tang Hao standing ahead. The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul rose behind him as nine soul rings—black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, red—began to flash around his body.

"So you are the current Clear Sky Douluo of the Clear Sky Sect. You are far inferior to your grandfather, Tang Chen." As Qian Daoliu spoke, the aura of a level ninety-nine Peerless Douluo spread from his body.

"You're Qian Daoliu!" Solemnity appeared in Tang Hao's eyes. As far as he knew, aside from the former Pope Qian Xunji, the only person with the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul was Spirit Hall's Grand Priest, Qian Daoliu.

Tang Hao looked at Qian Daoliu as the seventh soul ring beneath his feet rapidly flashed, Soul Power throughout his body gathering into the Clear Sky Hammer.

"Seventh Soul Skill: Clear Sky True Body!" The Clear Sky Hammer in Tang Hao's hand suddenly swelled to the size of a small mountain, bearing immense force as it crushed down toward Qian Daoliu.

Facing the descending Clear Sky Hammer, Qian Daoliu showed no intention of dodging. Pale golden Soul Power gathered in his hand as he directly reached out and caught Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer.

A powerful wave of energy spread in every direction. When it reached the ornate carriage, Bibi Dong raised a hand and blocked it.

"The difference in strength is simply too great. Even if he uses Ring Detonation, Tang Hao cannot escape death." Watching the battle ahead, Bibi Dong let out a soft laugh.

Qian Renxue stared unblinkingly at the battle ahead. As for what Bibi Dong was saying, she paid it no heed at all.

Bi Zihan, meanwhile, looked toward the blacksmith shop. Since Tang Hao had come out of it, Tang San should still be inside. It did not matter whether Tang Hao died today, but Tang San, the child of fortune, had to remain here.

"Mother, I'll go to the blacksmith shop and deal with whoever is left inside." Bi Zihan spoke to Bibi Dong and prepared to head toward the blacksmith shop behind Tang Hao.

"Zihan, you must understand your status. You are Spirit Hall's young master and the heir of the Pope's Hall. You need to learn how to use your subordinates. There is no need for you to personally handle certain matters; simply leave them to those beneath you." With a faint smile, Bibi Dong reached out and pressed down on Bi Zihan's shoulder, then gave Yue Guan and Ghostly Charm a meaningful look.

Seeing Bibi Dong's gaze, Yue Guan and Ghostly Charm glanced at Tang Hao, who was being completely suppressed, before turning their attention to the blacksmith shop behind him. The ninth soul rings beneath their feet lit up almost simultaneously.

"Ninth Soul Skill: Chrysanthemum Shatters, Scars Cover the Ground, Flowers Fall and Hearts Break!"

"Ninth Soul Skill: Hellish Specter!"

The Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum in Yue Guan's hand suddenly shattered. Every petal spun like a crescent blade, forming a golden tornado that swept toward the blacksmith shop.

At the same time, faint black Soul Power emanated from Ghostly Charm's body. Countless enormous hands extended from beneath the blacksmith shop, reaching in to seize it.

Seeing this, Tang Hao's pupils contracted. He wanted to use the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand to block their attacks, but Qian Daoliu had him completely pinned down. He had no time to spare for anything else, much less to stop their assault.

Inside the blacksmith shop, Tang San watched everything through the window, confusion, bewilderment, and uncertainty filling his eyes. But the giant hands extending from underground gave him no time to think, instantly seizing his body.

The crescent-blade petals slashed directly across Tang San's body. Bright red blood poured from him, while powerful Soul Power surged through the giant hand gripping him and shattered his body into a mist of blood.

The dilapidated blacksmith shop collapsed with a dull, thunderous crash under the effects of the two great soul skills.

Tang Hao turned to look at the collapsed blacksmith shop. His eyes instantly filled with bloodshot veins, while endless fury and killing intent surged within his heart.

"Spirit Hall! What a fine Spirit Hall!" The nine soul rings around Tang Hao suddenly exploded, transforming into pure energy that poured into the Clear Sky Hammer.

"Great Sumeru Hammer, Nine Rings Explode Simultaneously—ha!" Tang Hao let out a furious roar laden with killing intent. The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand engulfed Yue Guan, Ghostly Charm, Qian Daoliu, Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue, Bi Zihan, and the others as he smashed it toward them without regard for anything else.

The unparalleled force and the powerful energy fluctuations radiating from the Clear Sky Hammer cracked the ground, the fissures multiplying without end.

As Qian Daoliu watched Tang Hao use Ring Detonation, a trace of seriousness appeared in his eyes. If he were not cautious enough, even he might be injured by this strike. But this was already the strongest attack Tang Hao could unleash. After this blow, Tang Hao would no longer have any ability to resist.