Qian Renxue, Such a Good Daughter; Bibi Dong Becomes a Clown!

When the words "Clear Sky Hammer" appeared on the Heavenly Screen, the entire Douluo Continent fell into a momentary dead silence.

Then came an uproar like a volcanic eruption!

"What?!"

"Clear Sky Hammer?! That's the Clear Sky Hammer! The continent's universally acknowledged number one Weapon Spirit, and it... it's only ranked seventeenth?!"

"My god! Am I seeing things, or is there something wrong with this Oracle Ranking?!"

"How is that possible?! Isn't the Clear Sky Sect the number one sect under heaven? How could its spirit rank so low?!"

If the ranking of the Seven Kill Sword had been shocking, then the ranking of the Clear Sky Hammer was a complete and utter overturning of everything!

It brutally smashed the deeply ingrained beliefs of all soul masters—especially the older generation—into the ground and tore them to pieces with facts!

"Brilliant Clear Sky Hammer, towering Clear Sky Sect!"

How many years had that saying been passed down across the continent?

The Clear Sky Hammer's power had long been etched into everyone's hearts. It was the ultimate goal that countless Weapon Spirit soul masters spent their entire lives yearning for and looking up to!

Once upon a time, it had been synonymous with "the strongest"!

But now, the heavenly oracle had told everyone that this so-called "continent's number one Weapon Spirit" was merely ranked seventeenth on this list!

That rank was like a resounding slap across everyone's face.

It burned fiercely!

"If even the Clear Sky Hammer is only seventeenth... what kind of monsters are ranked above it?"

"I don't dare think about it. I simply can't imagine it!"

"This world is about to change..."

Countless soul masters gazed up at the sky, their hearts roiling with monstrous waves. An unprecedented sense of awe and panic spread through them.

Jialing Pass.

Inside the central command tent of the Heaven Dou Empire's main camp.

The tiny spark of hope that had just ignited in Yu Xiaogang's eyes froze completely the instant he saw the words "Clear Sky Hammer."

The color drained from his face at a visible speed, leaving it deathly pale.

"No... impossible..."

His lips trembled as though every last bit of strength had been drained from him, and he staggered half a step backward.

"My theory... was wrong again?"

The entire system of Spirit Theory that he had spent his life constructing seemed, at that moment, like the greatest joke in the world.

He could barely explain the Seven Kill Sword's eighteenth place by saying that the evaluation criteria were complicated.

But the Clear Sky Hammer was seventeenth. How was he supposed to explain that?

This was the Clear Sky Hammer!

It represented the ultimate power, an existence that had once crushed Spirit Hall so thoroughly it could not even raise its head!

"Teacher!"

Tang San's voice pulled him from his daze.

He turned and saw the equally shocked face of his most prized disciple.

Tang San's body trembled slightly. His fists clenched within his sleeves until every knuckle turned white, his nails nearly digging into his flesh.

His father's spirit, his sect's glory, one of his own greatest trump cards...

It was only ranked seventeenth?

The impact was far fiercer and more direct than the Seven Kill Sword's ranking!

It nearly shattered a piece of Tang San's pride.

"It's over. It's really over." Oscar looked utterly dead inside. "If even the Clear Sky Hammer is like this, then it looks like I'll have to eat my own sausages."

Dai Mubai's face was dark as water, and he did not say a word.

The atmosphere within the tent was so oppressive that it seemed ready to solidify.

At the same time.

Inside the central command tent on the other side of Jialing Pass, belonging to the Spirit Hall Empire.

The atmosphere was equally grave.

Bibi Dong reclined against the magnificent Pope Throne, her bearing languid yet noble.

Her long, well-proportioned legs were elegantly crossed. A section of her fair, smooth calf was exposed through the slit of her purple Pope Robe, its breathtaking curves radiating a mature and deadly allure.

Yet at this moment, her incomparably beautiful face was solemn.

Her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and deep within them was shock she could not suppress.

"The Clear Sky Hammer... is only ranked seventeenth?"

Her voice was soft, yet it carried a trace of barely perceptible gravity.

"That is truly... unexpected."

Others might only have heard legends of the Clear Sky Hammer, but she had personally witnessed the "myth" created by that hammer!

The Clear Sky Hammer!

It was this very hammer that had knocked the invincible, level ninety-seven Qian Xunji from the clouds into the dust!

At the time, Tang Hao had only just broken through to become a Titled Douluo!

One against three, facing the joint assault of the then-Pope Qian Xunji, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Ghost Douluo, he had forcibly beaten the wielder of the Six-winged Angel Spirit into severe injury!

That battle had shattered Spirit Hall's prestige.

That battle had also left Qian Xunji, the wielder of a God-level Spirit, gravely wounded in the end...

Bibi Dong would never forget it.

Such a terrifying spirit was now judged by the oracle to be only seventeenth.

How utterly unbelievable was that?

Bibi Dong's fingertips lightly tapped the armrest of her seat as thoughts raced through her mind.

Even the Clear Sky Hammer was like this. What sort of existences were ranked ahead of it?

What ranks would her Death Spider Emperor and Soul Devouring Spider Emperor attain?

And... what about Qian Renxue's Six-winged Angel Spirit?

Hu Liena, standing at her side, was equally astonished.

Her seductive fox eyes were wide open, and her rosy lips parted slightly. Clearly, this ranking had struck her hard as well.

"Teacher, if even the Clear Sky Hammer ranks so low, then we..."

Bibi Dong raised a hand and interrupted her.

Her gaze turned profound as she slowly spoke, her voice restoring the Pope's authority and calm.

"The more unexpected the ranking is, the more it proves its authority."

"We need only wait and see."

After a pause, she shifted the subject and asked:

"Saintess, have Qian Renxue and Golden Crocodile Douluo arrived?"

Hu Liena bowed. Her enchanting figure was perfectly outlined by her tight Spirit Hall uniform, and she respectfully replied:

"Reporting to Teacher, Senior Golden Crocodile Douluo is on his way from the central command and should arrive soon."

"As for the Young Master... she has already arrived."

"..."

At those words, a faint smile appeared on Bibi Dong's face, as though her mood had improved somewhat.

"Oh? Then where is she?"

Hu Liena's eyes flickered. After hesitating for a moment, she still answered truthfully:

"The Young Master... went to see His Excellency Qian Yu first."

The moment those words fell.

The temperature inside the central command tent plummeted.

The faint smile on Bibi Dong's face vanished without a trace, replaced by an impenetrable gloom.

A terrifying aura spread from her body, making Hu Liena at her side scarcely dare to breathe.

"Heh."

Bibi Dong let out an inscrutable cold laugh, her voice carrying bone-piercing chill.

"She went to see Qian Yu first?"

"Does she still see me as her mother?"

Her voice suddenly rose, filled with rage and disappointment.

"That ungrateful wretch!"