Tang Hao's Realm Falls to Soul Douluo; Tang Chen: The Wei Family Is Evil by Nature, I'll Personally...

Boom!!!

The Sky Screen's final verdict struck like a divine thunderbolt from the nine heavens, crashing mercilessly into the hearts of every Soul Master on Douluo Continent!

A myth had been shattered!

The glory and legend of the Clear Sky Hammer, built over centuries, had been completely brought to an end at this moment!

However, this was not the end.

As the Sky Screen's verdict descended, the invisible suppressive force enveloping Wei Tianchen and Tang Hao vanished instantly!

Buzz—!

A terrifying pressure far surpassing that of an ordinary Titled Douluo suddenly erupted from Wei Tianchen's body!

Soul Power surged around Wei Tianchen, stirring up towering waves of air!

In everyone's perception, Wei Tianchen's Soul Power Level began to climb wildly from the suppressed level 95!

Level 96!

Level 97!

In the end, it stabilized at an astonishing level 97!

"Even with his main Martial Soul sealed and his Soul Power suppressed by two levels,

Tang Hao was still no match for him."

Seeing this outcome, Yu Yuanzhen's expression eased slightly.

It was fine, as long as he was not the only one making a fool of himself.

On the other side, however, Tang Hao lay in the deep crater, and his situation was entirely different.

As the Sky Screen's suppression vanished, Tang Hao's already feeble aura rapidly drained away like a punctured balloon!

The agony of losing an arm, the devastation of losing his spirit bone, and the severe backlash from the destruction of his Weapon Spirit True Body left him unable to maintain his strength at its peak any longer.

Under the stunned gazes of countless people,

Tang Hao's Soul Power Level plummeted wildly from the suppressed level 95!

94... 92... 90...

In the end, it fell below the threshold of a Titled Douluo and stopped at level 87!

From the formidable Clear Sky Douluo, he had become a Soul Douluo again overnight!

This was crueler than killing him!

"Gasp—"

A collective intake of breath echoed across the entire Douluo Continent.

Countless Soul Masters turned pale, their hearts filled with the sorrow of seeing a fellow suffer ruin.

Although Tang Hao's reputation on Douluo Continent had never been particularly good,

he was still the standard-bearer of Tool Martial Souls on Douluo Continent.

Yet he had been utterly crushed in the duel, then knocked from his pedestal after the battle and smashed to pieces!

On Sun Moon Continent, however, the scene was completely different.

Cheers like rolling mountains and crashing seas resounded through the skies!

"We won! We won!"

"Lord Wei Tianchen is invincible!

The Purple Flame Dragon Spear is the true number one weapon under heaven!"

"Hahaha! What Clear Sky Hammer? It's nothing but a piece of worthless scrap metal!"

Pride, glory, and fervor spread through the heart of every citizen of Sun Moon Continent.

The name of Wei Tianchen, the "Gun God," was engraved into everyone's memory at this moment!

Shrek Academy.

"Pfft!"

When Tang San sensed his father's aura plummeting to the Soul Douluo realm within the Sky Screen, he could no longer suppress the blood surging in his heart and spat out a mouthful of blood.

It was not merely a drop in Soul Power, but the ultimate humiliation of having his glory and dignity utterly stripped away!

"Father..."

Tang San's knees gave way, and he collapsed to the ground. What flowed from his eyes was no longer bloody tears, but an ashen despair close to deathly stillness.

At that moment, the flames of hatred in Tang San's heart were wrapped in endless cold, freezing into an obsession that would never fade.

Tang San did not roar again. He merely spoke word by word in a voice only he could hear:

"Wei... Tianchen... From this day onward, even if I must spend my entire life... I will avenge this great hatred!"

Clear Sky Sect.

"It's over... Everything is over..."

An Elder sat limp in his chair, his eyes vacant.

Tang Hao's Soul Power had plummeted. For the Clear Sky Sect, which had already gone into seclusion and suffered a steep decline in prestige, this was the final straw that broke the camel's back.

Tang Xiao stared at the figure on the Sky Screen whose aura was surging like that of a god or demon.

Then he looked at his younger brother on the other end, whose aura had withered as he fell to the realm of a Soul Douluo.

The last trace of fighting spirit in his eyes was extinguished, leaving behind only endless bitterness and despair.

The prestige of the Clear Sky Douluo had been trampled beneath their feet.

Even though everyone knew that Tang Hao was not too weak, but Wei Tianchen was too strong,

it was of no use.

From now on, they would be too ashamed to mention the title of Douluo Continent's number one Tool Martial Soul.

The era of the Clear Sky Sect seemed to have truly... ended.

"Grandfather, where exactly are you?"

Tang Xiao's eyes reddened as he clenched his fists.

City of Slaughter.

Tang Chen looked at his grandson Tang Hao on the Sky Screen, lying there like a dead dog. His chest heaved violently, his breathing came in ragged gasps, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Hao'er!"

The King of Slaughter—no, Tang Chen—roared.

Yet at that very moment, the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King spotted an opening and launched a full-force strike...

Tang Chen... fell asleep again.

Douluo Continent's number one sleeping god—Tang Chen.

Within the Sky Curtain Arena.

Wei Tianchen felt the powerful strength coursing through his body once more, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Wei Tianchen gave Tang Hao, unconscious in the deep crater, one final glance. There was no pity in his eyes, only the calm indifference that followed the end of judgment.

Wei Tianchen slowly turned around without saying another word.

Because any words would have seemed superfluous at this moment.

The facts had already spoken louder than words.

With an utterly satisfying crushing victory, he declared to both continents:

An era had ended.

And a new era would be opened by him.

Under the gaze of hundreds of millions, Wei Tianchen's figure slowly faded into the light as he departed from the Sky Curtain Arena.

As the light of the Sky Curtain Arena faded away,

a bedraggled figure appeared out of thin air and crashed heavily onto the cold, hard floor of the Clear Sky Sect's council hall.

A dull boom rang out.

It was Tang Hao, who had been transported back from the Arena.

"Second Brother!"

"It's Tang Hao!"

Tang Xiao, the sect leader, and the Elders who had long been waiting there changed expression drastically and immediately rushed forward.

When they saw Tang Hao's miserable state clearly, everyone drew a sharp breath.

The empty sleeve where his left arm had been, the savage sunken wound in his chest, and the face twisted by pain and humiliation all pierced deeply into the hearts of every Clear Sky Sect member present.

What filled them with even greater despair was the Soul Power aura around Tang Hao, which had fallen to the realm of a Soul Douluo and was still fluctuating chaotically.

The former Clear Sky Douluo, the pride of the sect who had faced three opponents alone and severely wounded three Titled Douluo of Spirit Hall,

had now fallen into such a wretched state.

Tang Xiao could hardly accept it. His eyes turned red as he shook his head in disbelief.

"Impossible, my second brother is invincible!"

"How could this be..."

Yet when Tang Xiao looked at Tang Hao's miserable condition, he instantly regained his clarity.

He darted forward and helped up Tang Hao, whose aura was barely clinging to life.

His voice trembling, he shouted:

"Second Brother!

How are you?"

Tang Hao struggled, exhausting all his strength before he could pry open a slit between his eyelids, which felt as heavy as lead.

What came into view was his eldest brother Tang Xiao's anxious, heartbroken face, along with the faces of the surrounding Elders, all filled with complicated emotions.

There was disappointment in their gazes, sorrow, pity for his misfortune, and anger at his failure to live up to expectations...

Those complicated looks were like invisible needles, stabbing viciously into Tang Hao's already shattered heart.