Tang Hao VS Shangguan Wan'er! Golden Ranking Revealed! Shock!

Tang San's expression instantly turned extremely grim.

"What?"

"..."

"Shangguan Wan'er and Si Kongzhen are personally leading the troops?"

"So soon?!"

He had just been analyzing Shangguan Wan'er's martial soul, yet they had already reached his doorstep!

"Where is my father?"

Tang San asked urgently.

Flender swallowed hard and replied in a rush.

"The moment Haoteng Lord sensed their presence, he took the Clear Sky Sect disciples and rushed over!"

"He said he would hold them back!"

A powerful sense of unease immediately surged within Tang San.

"This is bad!"

"Shangguan Wan'er's martial soul is powerful, ranked eighth on the Spirit Ranking, while Si Kongzhen is ranked twelfth."

"With the two of them joining forces, their strength is unfathomable."

"Father may be strong, but if he underestimates them..."

"Father could be in danger!"

Tang San could no longer remain seated. With a flash, he charged straight out of the tent.

"We're going too!"

Dai Mubai roared and followed closely behind.

The Shrek group rushed out one after another, racing toward the right-wing battlefield.

At the Heaven Dou Empire's border, on the right-wing defensive line.

This place had already become a slaughterhouse.

Dark clouds filled the sky, and lightning serpents writhed wildly.

Beneath those churning thunderclouds, an army clad in black armor surged forward like a torrent of black steel, tearing through the Heaven Dou Empire's defensive line with overwhelming force.

This army did not roar or shout chaotically. There were only synchronized footsteps and the clash of weapons, their coldness enough to make one's blood run cold.

These were the Great Tang Empire's elites!

At the very front of the army, two figures floated in midair.

The one on the left was broad and burly, his white hair standing upright like silver needles. He wore Thunder Battle Armor, and five enormous Thunder Drums circled his body.

With every drumbeat, thick bolts of lightning descended from the heavens, blasting the Heaven Dou Soldiers below into charred corpses.

It was Si Kongzhen.

Beside him.

A woman in a long robe of blue and white stepped through the air.

She wore a tall crown, her exquisite beauty cool and detached, yet possessing a distinctive charm that blended scholarly grace with heroic spirit.

She held neither blade nor sword.

Only an enormous brush flowing with golden light spun lightly between her fingers.

Shangguan Wan'er.

Just then.

Boom—!

A blood-red beam shot over from the horizon, carrying an incomparably domineering pressure as it crashed heavily before the Great Tang army.

The earth split apart, and dust billowed into the air.

The immense shockwave forcibly halted the Great Tang vanguard's advance.

As the dust settled.

A figure like a demon god emerged.

Tang Hao gripped the massive Clear Sky Hammer. Two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red Spirit Rings circled him, his killing intent boiling.

Behind him, Tang Xiao led the Clear Sky Sect's experts as they descended one after another.

"Who goes there?!"

Tang Hao shouted, his voice rolling out like thunder.

His clouded yet domineering eyes fixed firmly on the two figures in the sky.

Shangguan Wan'er lowered her eyes slightly, giving Tang Hao an indifferent glance.

Her voice was cool and clear, devoid of any worldly warmth.

"Great Tang, Shangguan Wan'er."

Hearing that name, Tang Hao's pupils contracted slightly.

But he was the Clear Sky Douluo. He could not lose in terms of presence.

Tang Hao snorted coldly and slammed the Clear Sky Hammer heavily against the ground.

"I am Tang Hao!"

"My martial soul is the Clear Sky Hammer!"

He raised his head and arrogantly pointed at Shangguan Wan'er and Si Kongzhen.

"A mere Great Tang Empire dares oppose Shrek and invade Heaven Dou territory?"

"Today, you will not leave alive!"

In his eyes, though the Great Tang Empire was mysterious, its foundations could not possibly compare to Spirit Hall, much less to the ancient and enduring Clear Sky Sect.

Upon hearing Tang Hao's arrogant declaration.

Shangguan Wan'er's face did not show the slightest ripple.

Only the corner of her lips curved into a faint sneer.

She said nothing.

She merely raised her slender hand, and lightly tapped the air with the Spring Autumn Spirit Brush.

Ink traces flowed.

Her brush moved like a dragon and serpent, instantly writing four enormous black characters in the air.

Those four characters seemed to contain immeasurable weight, every stroke radiating an arrogance that looked down upon the world.

[Frog in the Well!]

The four words hung in the air, directly facing Tang Hao.

They were filled with utter humiliation.

"You—!"

Tang Hao stared at those four words, his chest heaving violently as his face turned liver-colored.

"Bastard!"

"You dare insult me?!"

Who was he?

He was the Clear Sky Douluo who had once smashed the Pope Palace!

He was the god of slaughter who made the entire Spirit Master World tremble in fear!

And now, before both armies, a woman had called him a Frog in the Well?

Just as Tang Hao was about to erupt.

The golden ranking in the sky changed once more.

Vast golden light descended, enveloping Shangguan Wan'er.

A majestic voice resounded through heaven and earth.

[Spirit Ranking, Eighth Place: Spring Autumn Spirit Brush!]

[Holder: Shangguan Wan'er!]

Tang Hao's furious expression instantly froze.

He abruptly looked up at those words, then back at the woman before him.

"Eighth on the Spirit Ranking, Shangguan Wan'er?"

"It's her?!"

Tang Hao was deeply shocked.

This woman before him looked gentle and frail, as though she could only write, yet she was actually ranked eighth on the Spirit Ranking?

Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer martial soul was only ranked seventeenth!

She stood a full nine places above him!

How great was that gap?

Before Tang Hao could react.

The Heavenly Screen had already begun issuing its reward.

[Reward distributed!]

[Spirit Power Solidification increased eightfold!]

[Godly Skill obtained: Word Spirit · Guard!]

[All Spirit Ring ages increased by two hundred thousand years!]

As the rewards descended.

Shangguan Wan'er's aura began to rise madly at a terrifying speed!

Her already unfathomable soul power fluctuations became as vast as the sea, pressing down until the surrounding space crackled sharply.

Immediately after.

Nine Spirit Rings slowly rose beneath Shangguan Wan'er's feet.

The moment those nine Spirit Rings appeared.

The entire battlefield fell deathly silent.

Red.

Red.

Red...

They were all red!

All nine Spirit Rings radiated suffocating blood-red light, the terrifying symbol of cultivation exceeding one hundred thousand years!

Especially the ninth Spirit Ring.

Its color was so red it had turned black, so deep and dark that it became an eerie crimson, as though it contained endless slaughter and bloodshed!

"H-How is this possible?!"

Tang Hao's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Staring at those nine blood-red Spirit Rings, he felt his scalp go numb as cold sweat instantly soaked his clothes.

"Nine Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Rings..."

"And... judging by their color, they're all Spirit Rings of several hundred thousand years or more!"