The target was not Bibi Dong.
It was Ghost Douluo and Specter Douluo, who had just flanked in from both sides and were preparing to ambush Leng Yuebai's flank!
"Not good—!!!"
Ghost Douluo Yue Guan's seductive face twisted instantly. The terror rising from the depths of his soul made him scream, his voice cracking out of tune.
That was the Clear Sky Hammer!
Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer!
The psychological shadow left by that pursuit more than a decade ago had yet to fade. He exchanged a glance with Gui Mei, and both saw the same terror in each other's eyes.
Without the slightest hesitation.
The two Titled Douluo abandoned all offensive stances, unleashing their Soul Power as they frantically dodged to either side.
The Pope's orders, Spirit Hall's dignity—none of it mattered in the face of life and death.
Boom—!!!
The giant hammer struck the ground.
The entire Spirit City shook violently.
The granite pavement, hard enough to withstand the full-force blow of a Soul Douluo, shattered like crumbling tofu.
It was not merely cracking—it was true pulverization. Within thirty meters of the hammer's impact, every stone slab instantly turned to dust!
A circular shockwave swept outward from the point of impact.
Wherever it passed, the dozens of Red Cardinals standing ready were struck as if by an invisible tidal wave, coughing blood as they were blasted backward.
Those at the Soul Sage level fared better, merely suffering severe injuries and vomiting blood. The Soul Douluo barely managed to stay on their feet, though their faces were deathly pale. As for the guards below Soul Emperor level, large numbers of them fainted outright.
Dust surged into the sky, blotting out the sun.
Within the swirling dust, a tall, burly figure slowly emerged.
He wore a ragged gray robe, its