"Little Jiu, if you insist on going your own way, don't blame me for showing no mercy!"
Tang Hao unleashed his Eighth Spirit Ability, and even the air seemed to grow heavier. If this hammer strike landed solidly, Little Jiu would be crippled even if he survived.
Little Jiu's eyes turned cold. He snorted. "I've never accepted threats!"
"Hold him for two seconds!"
Little Jiu shouted, his golden bat wings beating as his body flashed through a series of afterimages. His claw stabbed fiercely toward the Seventh Elder's chest.
"Little Jiu, you forced my hand!"
Tang Hao's gaze chilled. The Seventh Elder could not die. He was a Titled Douluo of the Clear Sky Sect. All his sons had died because of Tang Hao, and he was also Tang Hao's Seventh Uncle, bound to him by blood. Whether for public or private reasons, the Seventh Elder was far more important than Little Jiu!
Perhaps this hammer would leave Little Jiu's body shattered, halting his cultivation forever or even causing it to regress. Perhaps it would kill Little Jiu outright. But Tang Hao had no regrets!
As a man, he had to make choices. Since he could not abandon the Seventh Elder, he could only abandon Little Jiu!
"Heavenly Strike!"
Black runes emerged across Tang Hao's hammerhead. This was another secret technique of the Clear Sky Sect. This time, he was no longer holding back!
The Clear Sky Hammer grew even heavier, its violent Soul Power whipping the air into a frenzy.
"Stop Tang Hao at all costs!"
"Sixth Spirit Skill, Eagle Soars Nine Heavens!"
Flender shouted. After activating his Martial Soul Avatar, his body transformed into a massive Cat Owl. His sharp beak, like a sword, stabbed viciously toward Tang Hao.
Boom!
Tang Hao merely gave the Clear Sky Hammer