All Living Beings Suffer; One Tear of Mercy!

[The Plane Master of Douluo Continent, Tang Hao, has been detected. Tang Hao has already become a god. Before a true deity, all of the host's methods are as childish and immature as a child.

According to the system's calculations, the host has zero chance of winning. The probability of death is infinitely close to 100%!

The time I've spent with you has been very enjoyable, host. Rest assured: after you die, the system will help you enter the cycle of reincarnation and begin your second round of fighting.

Since you couldn't defeat the Tang family during the Peerless Tang Sect era, we can always try again in the Legend of the Dragon King era!]

Good grief, the system was already planning to run away with him?

But if he couldn't take down the Tang family during Douluo I, he'd have even less chance in the future!

And besides...

If Tang Hao used his connection to Tang San and really became the master of the continent, Qin Yun truly wouldn't be his match.

But Tang Hao wasn't nearly that powerful yet!

"Divine Slaughter's Domain, activate!"

He hurriedly put the Soul Bone and Blue Silver Emperor's true body into the Storage Soul Tool to keep them from being caught in the fight.

Qin Yun barked a sharp command, and a blood-black Divine Slaughter's Domain suddenly surged around him!

Blood-red killing intent rolled like waves, its biting murderous aura condensing into tangible blades.

Within the domain, the air froze and Soul Power stagnated. An endless will to slaughter shot into the sky, forcibly carving out a foothold amid Tang Hao's Clear Sky pressure!

Under the corrosive killing aura, a layer of frost had formed across the cave walls.

Tang Hao's pupils contracted. He was clearly surprised.

But the next moment, he let out a derisive laugh, full of scorn.

"Divine Slaughter's Domain?

I don't know where you learned such a trick, but you're not fit to use it!

You're showing off a big knife in front of Guan Yu—what arrogance!"

He, Tang Hao, was the true god of slaughter, the one who had emerged from Slaughter City and commanded the Divine Slaughter's Domain!

To him, Qin Yun's use of the domain was just an amateur showing off before an expert. Utterly laughable!

The mockery had barely left his lips when the hammer's shadow was already upon Qin Yun!

Qin Yun knew he couldn't use Soul Shock. There was too great a gap between his and Tang Hao's mental strength and Soul Power Levels; forcing it would only cause an instant backlash.

But though Soul Shock was off the table, his other methods weren't restricted.

Qin Yun held nothing back. He pushed the Mysterious Jade Hand to its limit, both hands gleaming white as jade. At the same time, golden light burst from his brow, and the Golden Dragon Spear appeared in his grasp!

The Golden Dragon King's might coiled around the spear. Gilded light pierced the darkness as Qin Yun poured all his Level 17 Soul Power, his extreme ice-element energy, and the Golden Dragon King's source power into it.

Instead of retreating, he charged forward and raised the spear to meet the Clear Sky Hammer head-on!

"Clang—!!!"

Golden and black light collided with a deafening crash. The shock wave swept out from the two of them, shattering eardrums as whole sections of the cave wall collapsed and boulders tumbled through billowing clouds of dust!

The Golden Dragon Spear had no trouble facing the mere Clear Sky Hammer.

But under the force of the blow, veins bulged across Qin Yun's arms and his bones creaked.

Even with the Mysterious Jade Hand, the skin between his thumb and forefinger split open and bled. Blood and qi surged through his body.

"Truly worthy of the Clear Sky Douluo. His character might be lousy, but his cultivation is the real deal!"

Even with every tool at his disposal—the domain, Martial Soul, and divine weapon—

under Tang Hao's overwhelming superiority, he was still like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!

Unending force came crushing down from the Clear Sky Hammer. Qin Yun was driven back step by step until his back slammed into the rock wall, spiderweb cracks spreading from the impact.

His throat went sweet, and blood slipped from the corner of his mouth.

If he couldn't block it, then he wouldn't try to block it!

"Tian Meng!!"

"Big brother, leave it to me!"

The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm shrieked inside his mind, holding nothing back.

In the cave, Qin Yun's eyes suddenly turned ice-blue. He formed a sword with his fingers.

In the next instant, a vast mental shock wave and the freezing cold capable of sealing ten thousand miles surged toward the Clear Sky Hammer.

A blast of icy energy streaked through the air and smashed into the hammer's shadow!

In a flash, ice-blue divine light and black hammerlight erupted in a blaze that stretched for ten thousand feet. Bitter frost and Clear Sky divine power clashed furiously: layers of ice froze the hammer's force, while the hammer wind crushed the ice crystals!

"Boom—!!"

Watching the Clear Sky Hammer fly backward and return to Tang Hao's hand, Qin Yun couldn't help smiling.

With his current cultivation, he truly wasn't Tang Hao's match.

But though the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm wasn't skilled in combat, when it possessed him and fought in his place, it could barely muster the strength of a Titled Douluo.

Still, merely blocking one casual strike from Tang Hao wasn't much of a problem.

"Big brother, I did all I could...

This is my limit. Even among Titled Douluo, he's no weakling.

I can manage a casual strike, but if he uses a Soul Skill, I'll definitely lose!

Run! If you don't, you're dead!"

After barely blocking that one blow, Qin Yun staggered backward, covered in wounds, his Soul Power almost depleted.

But Tang Hao gave Qin Yun no chance to escape.

"Trying to leave? Too late!"

Killing intent surged in Tang Hao's eyes. He stopped holding back.

He'd been careless with that last hammer blow.

But he wouldn't make the same mistake again.

[Second Soul Skill: Titan Hammer!]

Brilliant yellow light blazed across the Clear Sky Hammer, and the hammer grew ten times larger, wrapped in power enough to shatter mountains and split the earth. It was several times stronger than the last blow!

Despite his injuries, Tang Hao might have roared boldly, but when it came to fighting, he was more cautious than anyone.

He didn't dare use the Great Sumeru Hammer, and even with Soul Skills, he only dared pick a low-level one.

"Try taking this hammer!"

The black giant hammer came crashing toward Qin Yun with the force to destroy heaven and earth.

For a moment, it seemed the entire world had been reduced to that deadly hammer's shadow. There was nowhere to dodge and nothing to block it with!

In the face of certain death, Qin Yun's expression suddenly turned cold.

He stopped struggling to defend himself. He stopped using any Soul Skills.

"I'd meant to save this as my trump card. I didn't expect to have to use it already!"

Tang Hao sneered. "Putting on an act. What nonsense!"

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

The system's space opened, and then...

A flawless, translucent tear, warm and pearly white, shimmered with a faint, compassionate Buddhist radiance. It floated quietly above his palm.

The tear glowed softly, without the slightest hint of killing intent or violence. It was like a merciful Bodhisattva, looking upon all living beings with compassion and shedding a single tear of pity.

All living beings suffer; one tear of mercy!

This was none other than—Bodhisattva's Tear!

"It ignores defenses and never misses. I'd like to see just how powerful the Tang Sect's strongest Hidden Weapon technique really is!"

Unlike Qin Yun, whose heart ached so badly he could barely breathe, Tang Hao looked at the tear, which held not the faintest trace of Soul Power, and kept smirking scornfully.

He had the body of a Titled Douluo, protected by the Clear Sky Hammer.

Even the Seven Kill Sword could hardly harm him. And this tiny tear thought it could kill him?

Ridiculous!

Qin Yun moved only his mind. He made no gesture, merely forming a thought.

In the next instant, Bodhisattva's Tear became a barely perceptible streak of Buddhist light.

There was no sound of it breaking through the air and no surge of Soul Power.

It followed no trajectory and never challenged his defenses. It pierced through the barriers of space, tore through the Clear Sky divine power, ignored his iron-hard body, passed over the barrier of his soul, and appeared out of nowhere at the very center of Tang Hao's heart.

One moment, Tang Hao's face was full of arrogance, his hammer's force shaking heaven and earth.

The next, all his power froze.

The mockery, violence, and killing intent on his face stiffened in an instant.

He lowered his eyes to his chest. There was no wound, no blood, not the slightest damage.

Yet the power of Bodhisattva's Tear had already erupted deep within his heart!

It did not tear him apart or shatter him. It was merciful annihilation.

His physical defenses, Soul Power barrier, soul barrier, the foundation of a Titled Douluo...

Everything that made him what he was dissolved into nothing beneath that single compassionate tear!