Clear Sky Hammer? That's it?

This was absolutely not something a mortal could achieve; this was the handiwork of a god!

The supreme deity who had chosen his son had actually forcibly elevated the age of his spirit rings.

"With such a god's protection, my Martial Soul Hall is destined to unify the Douluo Continent for ten thousand generations!" Qian Daoliu shouted frantically in his heart.

At this moment, Tang Zhen, facing Qian Xunji head-on, felt his Dao heart completely collapse.

He looked at the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, which had once been so majestic, then looked at the monstrous configuration of four black rings and five red rings opposite him, suddenly feeling that his own "number one tool spirit under heaven" was nothing but a joke.

"Impossible... this must be an illusion!" Tang Zhen bit his tongue, forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart, and roared wildly to bolster his courage.

"Whether it is an illusion or not, you will know once you take a move."

Qian Xunji gripped the void with his right hand.

[Pride: Original Sin Demon Sword]

Under the "Holy Disguise" of his martial soul's second form, this dark gold demon sword, originally covered in fallen divine runes, transformed into a sword of Holy Judgment burning with golden sacred flames.

"Judgment!"

With a single strike of suppression, Qian Xunji did not waste a single word; he focused his eyes, and [Wrath: World-Extinguishing Demon Light] was unleashed!

In an instant, the holy sword in Qian Xunji's hand shone brilliantly, and a thick, sacred beam of light carrying the power of destruction and penetration tore through the void, crashing down directly toward Tang Zhen's head!

Tang Zhen dared not take it head-on, but the speed of the beam was too fast; he could only roar, swing the Clear Sky Hammer with both hands, and execute a supreme technique of the Clear Sky Sect to meet it.

Rumble--

The holy sword, the beam of light, and the giant hammer collided fiercely in mid-air.

However, after less than three seconds of stalemate, Tang Zhen felt an irresistible true damage surging into his body through the Clear Sky Hammer; it was the armor-piercing effect attached to Qian Xunji's divine skill!

"Pfft!"

Tang Zhen spat out a mouthful of blood, and his entire person was pressed down from mid-air by the beam, hammer and all, crashing heavily into the city wall of Jialing Pass and creating a massive crater!

"Sect Master!"

"Father!" Tang Xiao and Tang Hao's eyes were splitting, blood-red and gasping like oxen.

In the crater, Tang Zhen climbed up, disheveled and bloodshot-eyed, completely driven to desperation. As the dignified number one sect master under heaven, if he couldn't even take a single move today, the Clear Sky Sect would be finished!

"Qian Xunji, you forced me to do this!"

Tang Zhen roared madly, and the nine spirit rings on his body began to pulse with an extremely dangerous rhythm.

"Great Sumeru Hammer! Ring Detonation! Nine Absolute Clear Sky Techniques!"

To save face, Tang Zhen directly activated the Clear Sky Sect's life-risking trump card. He detonated three of his spirit rings in succession, pouring all the terrifying spirit power gained into the Clear Sky Hammer.

At this moment, the Clear Sky Hammer had expanded to the size of a hill, carrying a terrifying pressure that seemed capable of smashing through the continent. Tang Zhen, like a crazed meteor, lunged madly toward Qian Xunji.

"Your Holiness, be careful!" Yue Guan exclaimed from below.

However, facing this world-destroying strike, Qian Xunji did not meet it head-on; instead, a mocking curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"I have wings and teleportation, why the hell would I stand here and trade blows with a muscle-head like you?"

Qian Xunji's other hundred-thousand-year red ring flickered.

The spirit skill [Envy: Void Leap] was instantly activated.

Swish!

Just 0.01 seconds before the massive Clear Sky Hammer was about to smash into his face, Qian Xunji's figure vanished into thin air.

Tang Zhen's life-risking hammer smashed heavily into empty air, the terrifying inertia causing his blood to churn violently in his chest, nearly making him vomit a mouthful of blood.

Before he could stabilize his stance, Qian Xunji had already appeared a hundred meters behind him, raising his hand to slash out several sharp golden sword qi.

"Shameless! If you have the guts, take my hammer head-on!" Tang Zhen was so angry his vision went black, and he swung his hammer to charge again.

Swish.

Qian Xunji teleported again, his twelve wings of light flapping gently to pull a distance of five hundred meters.

For the next incense stick's worth of time, the sky above Jialing Pass staged a miserable scene of a full-time mage kiting a clumsy Tang "Big Hammer."

Relying on the teleportation of [Void Leap] and the terrifying air superiority of his twelve wings, Qian Xunji kited him madly in mid-air.

He was like a man walking a dog; whenever Tang Zhen charged over, he would teleport away, taking the opportunity to land a basic attack of holy light with true damage on Tang Zhen.

The most infuriating part was that Qian Xunji kept mocking him.

Tang Zhen had activated the Great Sumeru Hammer and was already in a state of life-draining overload, but after all that ferocious effort, his performance was zero to five—he hadn't even touched a single feather of Qian Xunji!

"Pfft--"

Extreme frustration combined with the backlash of the ring detonation caused Tang Zhen to spray a large mouthful of black blood in mid-air. His aura withered instantly, and his movements in swinging the Clear Sky Hammer showed a fatal lag.

"The kiting is over; time to close the net."

A flash of killing intent crossed Qian Xunji's eyes, and his figure, which had been hovering in mid-air, suddenly stopped.

Martial Soul True Body, full firepower!

Qian Xunji raised the massive Original Sin Demon Sword high with both hands, compressing his level ninety-five peak soul power onto the blade without reservation.

"Divine, Judgment!"

A golden thread, as thin as silk yet so brilliant it made the sun pale in comparison, flashed through the void with extreme, unparalleled speed.

"No!!!"

Tang Zhen raised his Clear Sky Hammer in despair, attempting to block, but the sword gleam, imbued with true damage and ultimate armor penetration, sliced through his defensive blind spot as if it were tofu.

Sshhh—!

A teeth-grinding sound of tearing flesh echoed through the high sky.

Under the horrified gazes of thousands, Tang Zhen's entire right arm, the one gripping the Clear Sky Hammer, was severed at the root! Blood sprayed like a fountain in mid-air, staining the walls of Jialing Pass red.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Tang Zhen let out a shrill, miserable scream, his body losing its center of gravity and plummeting like a kite with a broken string.

The entire scene fell into deathly silence!

The sect master of the world's number one sect had actually had his arm severed by the Martial Soul Hall Pope as if he were being toyed with in a head-on clash?

"Father!!!" Tang Hao and Tang Xiao's eyes turned blood-red, and they moved to charge into the sky to fight Qian Xunji to the death like madmen, only to be pressed firmly to the ground by the Clear Sky Sect elders behind them.

"Young Sect Masters, you cannot! Going up there is just throwing your lives away!" The elders wept, their tears streaming down their faces, yet they held the two men fast.

Qian Xunji hovered in mid-air, flicking his wide sleeves to unleash a gentle yet overbearing soul power that caught the screaming Tang Zhen, tossing him back into the Clear Sky Sect's camp as if he were trash.

At the same time, he beckoned with his hand, and the severed arm fell into his palm.

With a slight surge of soul power, the severed arm disintegrated, leaving a top-tier right arm bone radiating a thick, earthy-yellow halo to float quietly in Qian Xunji's hand.

"A seventy-thousand-year right arm bone? No wonder you could hold out for so long. This Seat will gladly accept this trophy."

Qian Xunji unceremoniously stowed the soul bone into his storage ring. Below, having lost this top-tier soul bone connected to his bloodline and suffering the loss of an arm, Tang Zhen's cultivation plummeted like a deflating balloon, dropping straight from level ninety-five to level eighty-nine before he fainted on the spot.

The dignified sect master of the Clear Sky Sect was now completely crippled!