All beings suffer greatly, a single tear of compassion!

[Detected Tang Hao, the Plane Master of Douluo Continent. At this moment, Tang Hao has already attained godhood; all of the host's methods are as childish as a toddler's before a true deity.

According to system calculations, the probability of the host winning is zero, and the probability of death is infinitely close to 100%!

The time spent with you has been pleasant. Rest assured, host: after your death, the system will assist you in entering reincarnation to start a second playthrough.

Since we are no match for his Tang Clan during the Peerless Tang Sect era, we can simply come back during the Legend of the Dragon King era!]

Good grief, is the system already preparing to run away with me?

However, if I can't finish off the Tang Clan during the Douluo I era, there will be even less chance in the future!

Besides...

If Tang Hao uses his connection with Tang San to truly become the master of the continent, I am indeed no match for him.

But the current him is nowhere near that overpowered!

"Slaughter God's Domain, activate!"

Subconsciously, I stowed the Soul Bone and the Blue Silver Emperor body into my storage Soul Tool to prevent them from being caught in the crossfire.

Qin Yun let out a sharp shout, and the blood-black Slaughter God's Domain suddenly surged around him!

The blood-colored baleful aura churned like waves, and the biting killing intent transformed into tangible blades.

Within the domain, the air solidified, Soul Power stagnated, and an endless will to slaughter shot straight into the sky, forcibly tearing open a foothold within Tang Hao's Clear Sky pressure!

Under the erosion of the killing intent, a layer of white frost began to freeze over the stone walls of the cave.

Tang Hao's pupils constricted suddenly, clearly caught off guard.

But the next second, he let out a scoff, filled with disdain and mockery.

"Slaughter God's Domain?

Though I know not where you learned such a technique, it is not something you are fit to use!

Wielding a broadsword before Guan Gong—how arrogant!"

He, Tang Hao, was the true Slaughter God who walked out of Slaughter City and mastered the Slaughter God's Domain!

In his eyes, Qin Yun using the Slaughter God's Domain at this moment was like an amateur showing off before an expert; it was utterly laughable!

Before the mockery even faded, the shadow of the hammer was already before my eyes!

Qin Yun knew that Soul Shock must not be used; there was a gap between his and Tang Hao's spiritual power and Soul Power levels, and forcing it would only result in an immediate backlash.

However, while Soul Shock was off the table, other methods had no such restrictions.

Qin Yun stopped holding back, pushing his Mysterious Jade Hand to the limit until his hands were translucent like jade, while golden light exploded from his brow and the Golden Dragon Spear broke through the air into his grip!

The spear was coiled with the dragon might of the Golden Dragon King, its gilded light piercing the darkness as Qin Yun poured his entire Level 17 Soul Power, extreme ice-attribute energy, and the origin power of the Golden Dragon King into the shaft.

Instead of retreating, he advanced, raising the spear to clash head-on with the Clear Sky Hammer!

"CLANG—!!!"

Gold and black lights collided with a roar, the sound waves shattering eardrums. The shockwave swept wildly with the two as the center, causing the cave walls to collapse in sheets and boulders to tumble down, kicking up clouds of dust!

Facing the mere Clear Sky Hammer, the Golden Dragon Spear felt no pressure at all.

But due to the immense force, the veins on Qin Yun's arms bulged, and his bones creaked.

Even with the Mysterious Jade Hand active, the webbing between his thumbs and forefingers couldn't help but split and bleed, his internal blood and qi surging in reverse.

"Truly worthy of being the Clear Sky Douluo. Though your character is lacking, this cultivation is the real deal!"

Even with all my methods unleashed—domain, martial soul, and divine artifact all out—

Under Tang Hao's absolute suppression of realm, it was still like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!

Infinite force crushed down from the Clear Sky Hammer continuously, forcing Qin Yun to retreat step by step until his back slammed hard against the rock wall, spiderweb cracks spreading across it.

A sweetness rose in his throat, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Since I cannot block it, then I won't block it at all!

"Tian Meng!!"

"Big Brother, leave it to me!"

Within the sea of consciousness, the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm shrieked, holding nothing back.

Inside the cave, as his eyes suddenly turned ice-blue, Qin Yun formed a sword gesture with his fingers.

Immediately following, vast spiritual fluctuations and the extreme cold of a thousand-mile freeze surged forward to meet the Clear Sky Hammer.

The icy energy blasted through the air, colliding fiercely with the shadow of the Clear Sky Hammer!

In an instant, ice-blue divine light and pitch-black hammer radiance exploded with ten thousand rays of brilliance. Extreme frost and Clear Sky divine power clashed frantically; the ice froze the hammer's force, and the hammer's wind shattered the ice shards!

"BOOM—!!"

Watching the Clear Sky Hammer fly backward and return to Tang Hao's hand, a smile appeared on the corner of Qin Yun's mouth.

With my current cultivation, I am indeed no match for Tang Hao.

However, although the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm is not skilled in combat, when possessing my body to fight on my behalf, it can barely exert the combat power of a Titled Douluo.

However, merely blocking a casual strike from Tang Hao was not a major problem.

"Big Brother, I have done my best..."

This was already his limit; even among Titled Douluo, he was no weakling.

A casual strike was one thing, but once he utilized his soul skills, I would absolutely be no match for him!

Leave quickly! If we don't leave now, we will surely die!"

Having barely blocked the strike, Qin Yun staggered backward, covered in wounds, his soul power nearly exhausted.

But Tang Hao did not give Qin Yun the slightest chance to retreat.

"Want to leave? It's too late!"

Killing intent surged in Tang Hao's eyes; he no longer held anything back.

That previous hammer strike was indeed a result of his carelessness.

But this time, he would not make the same mistake.

[Second Soul Skill, Titan Hammer!]

A brilliant yellow light ignited upon the Clear Sky Hammer, its body swelling tenfold, wreathed in a colossal force capable of shattering mountains and splitting the earth—several times more powerful than the previous strike!

After all, he was injured; despite his fierce words, Tang Hao was more cautious than anyone when it came to actually fighting.

Not only did he dare not use the Great Sumeru Hammer, but even among his soul skills, he only dared to select low-tier ones.

"Try taking this hammer!"

The pitch-black giant hammer, carrying the momentum to destroy heaven and earth, slammed toward Qin Yun once more.

It was as if only this life-taking hammer shadow remained in the world, impossible to dodge, impossible to block!

In this desperate situation, Qin Yun's eyes suddenly turned cold.

He stopped struggling to resist and ceased fueling any soul skills.

I originally kept this as a trump card; I didn't expect to have to use it at a time like this!

Tang Hao: "Playing god and acting like a ghost, you don't know what you're doing!"

Qin Yun slowly raised his right hand, palm facing upward.

The system space opened, and then...

A crystal-clear, flawless, warm, and translucent teardrop, radiating a faint, compassionate Buddhist light, hovered silently above his palm.

The teardrop shimmered with a soft glow, devoid of any killing intent or malice, as if it were a tear of pity shed by a Bodhisattva for all living beings.

Life is full of suffering, a single tear of compassion!

This was precisely—Bodhisattva's Tear!

"Ignores defense, never misses; I want to see just how strong the Tang Sect's greatest hidden weapon technique truly is!"

Unlike Qin Yun, whose heart ached so much he could barely breathe, Tang Hao looked at the teardrop, which lacked any soul power fluctuations, with a sneer of contempt still hanging on his lips.

With the body of a Titled Douluo and the protection of the Clear Sky Hammer, even the Seven Kill Sword could hardly harm him in the slightest. A tiny tear wanted to kill him?

Delusional!

Qin Yun focused his mind; without making a single movement, he simply uttered a thought.

Immediately, the Bodhisattva's Tear transformed into an imperceptible streak of Buddhist light.

There was no sound of breaking air, no surge of soul power.

It followed no trajectory, breached no defenses; it simply pierced through the spatial barrier, tore through the divine power of the Clear Sky, ignored metal and flesh, bypassed the soul barrier, and appeared out of thin air directly in the center of Tang Hao's heart.

One second ago, Tang Hao was still full of arrogance, his hammer momentum earth-shattering.

The next second, all his power suddenly solidified.

The mockery, violence, and killing intent on his face instantly froze.

He looked down at his chest; there was no wound, no blood, no damage whatsoever.

But the power of the Bodhisattva's Tear had already detonated deep within his heart!

It was not a tearing, not a shattering, but a compassionate extinction.

Physical defense, soul power shields, soul barriers, the foundation of a Titled Douluo...

Everything that existed, under this tear of compassion, was reduced to nothingness!