Li Bai Makes a Move! The Great Tang Cannot Be Profaned!

Meanwhile.

Above the sky, the Golden Ranking, which had already calmed down, once again erupted with earth-shattering roars.

Rumble!

Thunder rolled, shaking all directions.

A terrifying pressure, as heavy as a mountain, poured down from the Nine Heavens.

That was pure power.

It was the ultimate dominance capable of crushing all obstacles.

The sky, originally covered by ice and snow, was now forcibly dispersed by a dark golden light.

Everyone's attention was once again drawn to this sudden anomaly.

Including Dai Mubai, who was about to deliver a killing blow.

He also subconsciously loosened his grip and looked up at the sky.

Lines of powerful, vigorous characters were imprinted in the void like red-hot branding irons.

[Martial Soul Ranking, 16th place!]

[Name: Tang Hao!]

[Affiliation: None (Formerly affiliated with Clear Sky Sect).]

[Martial Soul: Clear Sky Hammer!]

The scene shifted.

A middle-aged man, clad in a tattered cloak and with a face full of stubble, appeared in the light screen.

He was burly, and although his clothes were ragged and he looked decadent, his eyes contained a palpitation-inducing divine light.

In his hand, he held an incomparably huge black hammer.

The hammer body was inscribed with complex Slaughter God's Domain patterns, exuding a terrifying aura of world-destroying destruction.

Clear Sky Hammer!

The Number One Under Heaven Weapon Martial Soul!

One hammer strike, Myriad Laws broken!

Even just looking at the image, everyone felt a heavy sense of suffocation wash over them, as if their hearts were being fiercely gripped by an invisible big hand.

This is the might of the Clear Sky Douluo.

This is the Ruthless Person who once heavily injured the Martial Soul Hall Pope single-handedly.

In the image, Tang Hao fiercely swung his Giant Hammer, smashing it down into the Void.

Crack!

Space shattered like a mirror, and black lightning raged wildly.

That ultimate Power Aesthetics made countless Power Type Soul Masters' blood boil.

Immediately after.

A grand Heavenly Dao Sound reverberated across the entire continent.

[Reward Issued: Martial Soul Evolution!]

[Evolution Direction: Great Luo Divine Hammer!]

[Acquired one Power Type Soul Bone, two God-Bestowed Soul Rings!]

Great Luo Divine Hammer?

Upon hearing this name, the entire continent's Soul Master World erupted.

The Clear Sky Hammer was already a top-tier Weapon Martial Soul, and now it could actually evolve?

After evolving, how terrifying would it be?

Above the Heavenly Curtain, Golden Light surged.

A thick Golden Light Pillar descended from the sky, instantly ignoring the distance of space and enveloping the depths of an unknown mountain range.

That was Tang Hao's Hiding Place.

The image did not cut off but clearly displayed the entire evolution process.

As Tang Hao held the Clear Sky Hammer, it began to tremble violently under the shower of Golden Light.

The originally dark hammer body started to shed layers of black Rust.

In its place, a Brilliant Dark Gold radiance emerged.

The hammerhead became even larger, adorned with countless ancient and mysterious Runes. These Runes flowed continuously, as if containing Great Dao Principles.

The hammer handle transformed into a Dragon Bone-like Texture, warm to the touch, yet indestructible.

Most shocking of all, around the hammerhead, a Starfall Anomaly faintly appeared.

A sacred aura, transcending the mortal realm, spread from the newly born martial soul.

Great Luo Divine Hammer, complete!

Beneath a waterfall in a desolate mountain.

Tang Hao felt the terrifying amplification from the martial soul in his hand, and a look of ecstatic joy finally appeared on his weathered face.

He fiercely gripped the hammer handle, his soul power surging like a raging river.

"Good!"

"What a Great Luo Divine Hammer!"

Tang Hao roared to the sky, the sound waves causing the waterfall to flow backward.

Although this sixteenth-place ranking left him somewhat unwilling.

In his opinion, the Clear Sky Hammer was Number One Under Heaven, how could it not even enter the top ten?

But these tangible rewards made him instantly cast aside his dissatisfaction.

With this evolved martial soul, plus those two God-Bestowed Soul Rings.

His strength would surely advance by leaps and bounds!

By then, whether seeking revenge on the Martial Soul Hall or protecting Xiao San, he would have absolute confidence.

Tang Hao did not hesitate, he directly sat cross-legged and began to absorb the rewards descending from the sky.

He wanted to become stronger.

For Ah Yin, for his son, he had to return to his peak!

Clear Sky Sect, the hidden realm.

Sect Master Tang Xiao stood on the edge of a cliff, watching his imposing brother on the Heavenly Curtain, trembling with excitement.

Tears even welled up in his fierce eyes.

"Brother Hao..."

"This is the glory of our Clear Sky Sect!"

"The Clear Sky Hammer evolving, this is an opportunity even our ancestors never had!"

Tang Xiao clenched his fists tightly, his fingernails digging into his palms without him noticing.

The Clear Sky Sect had been in seclusion for many years, enduring countless grievances and suppression.

Now.

With the appearance of this Golden Ranking and the Clear Sky Hammer achieving God-level evolution.

What did this mean?

It meant the Clear Sky Sect's revival was in sight!

It meant the title of Number One Under Heaven Sect would once again resound across the continent!

At this moment, the entire Clear Sky Sect was filled with jubilation.

All the disciples straightened their backs, gazing at Tang Hao on the Heavenly Curtain, their eyes brimming with fervor and adoration.

However.

Where there was joy, there was naturally disdain.

In Heaven Dou City, within a certain dark secret chamber.

Tang San sat alone in the shadows, only his Purple Demon Eyes flickering with an eerie light in the darkness.

He raised his head, looking through a gap in the window at Tang Hao, who was receiving his rewards on the Heavenly Curtain.

At this moment, Tang San's face showed no trace of a son's joy.

On the contrary.

The corners of his mouth curled into an extremely cold sneer.

"Heh."

"Sixteenth place?"

Tang San let out a soft snort, his voice laced with undisguised disappointment and contempt.

"Father, oh father, you have indeed grown old."

"The former Clear Sky Douluo can only rank in such an insignificant position."

In his opinion, Tang Hao, as his father and one of his greatest pillars of support on his path to revenge, should have been stronger.

If he couldn't even break into the top ten, how much help could he provide for his future plans?

Tang San's slender fingers gently tapped the tabletop, his gaze growing increasingly gloomy.

Family affection?

Perhaps he had possessed such a thing after his transmigration.

But with setback after setback, with Xiao Wu's sacrifice, with his almost pathological craving for power.

That sliver of meager family affection had long since been replaced by calculations weighing pros and cons.

On his chessboard, Tang San's chessboard.

Whether it was the Shrek Seven Devils, the Heaven Dou Imperial Family, or even the father who had placed such high hopes on him.

They were all merely tools to help him ascend to godhood.

Since they were tools, there was only a difference between being useful and being useless.

"Great Luo Divine Hammer..."

"I hope the evolved you will be of some use."

"Don't end up unable to even withstand one move from Bibi Dong when I truly need you to stand in front of me."

Tang San withdrew his gaze, no longer looking at the scene on the Heavenly Curtain.

He took out an immortal herb from his Soul Tool and unhesitatingly stuffed it into his mouth, chewing.

Only his own strength was the most real.

As for that man who only knew how to hide in the deep mountains and old forests, drinking himself into a stupor?

As long as he could block a fatal blow for him at the critical moment, he would have fulfilled his responsibility as a father.

On the other side.

Dai Mubai's palm, capable of crushing rocks, was about to close.

At this critical juncture.

A clear and resonant sword cry suddenly exploded in the lobby of the Taibai Restaurant.

The sound was not deafening, but it permeated everywhere like liquid mercury, clearly drilling into everyone's eardrums.

The stagnant air was instantly sliced open.

A stream of cyan light shot down from the second floor, so fast that it was impossible to capture with the naked eye.

One sword!