The air in the valley seemed to have solidified, so heavy it was suffocating. The blood-red setting sun cast the three men's long shadows across the shattered earth, adding to the desolation and killing intent. After their successive earth-shattering clashes, Yu Yuanchen, Tang Chen, and Qian Daoliu had all reached the end of their strength. Their Soul Power, stamina, and mental strength were on the verge of depletion. Yet their eyes shone brighter than ever, like the most brilliant stars in the night sky, burning with their final and most extreme fighting spirit.
This final blow would embody all their faith, will, and remaining strength. Victory or defeat no longer mattered; it was only to prove the growth of these five years and bring this pinnacle battle to a conclusion without regrets!
"Last move!" Tang Chen roared hoarsely, his voice like a broken gong yet filled with a desperate resolve to stake everything on one throw. He forcibly suppressed the agonizing pain of his torn meridians caused by Explode Ring, pouring the last vast surge of Soul Power within him—still raging from the explosion of his first six Soul Rings and barely restrained by his hundred-thousand-year Martial Soul Avatar—along with his indomitable will to challenge the heavens themselves, entirely into the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand!
"Bzzzz—!"
The Clear Sky Hammer let out an overloaded hum as black light surged forth. The phantom of the Martial Soul Avatar, which had briefly reached the hundred-thousand-year level, solidified once more. But this time, it was no longer simply an accumulation of power. Countless images of Tang Chen swinging his hammer, his pursuit of ultimate strength, and the insight he had gained after being driven to his limit by Yu Yuanchen's Five Elements Divine Thunder flashed through his mind like a revolving