Battle Again! Undying Body, Condense Void Form! Tang Tian: 100,000-Year Arm Bones?!

Two youths holding Clear Sky Hammers and possessing extraordinary bearings leaped down from the private box, landing steadily beside Tang Tian.

They were none other than Tang Tian's two sons, Tang Xiao and Tang Hao.

The moment the brothers landed, their gazes locked firmly onto Qian Yu and Bibi Dong, their expressions turning unprecedentedly grave.

Before this journey down the mountain, they had reviewed secret intelligence gathered by the Clear Sky Sect's network.

The reports had strongly emphasized the terrifying talent and immense strength of the current generation's Martial Soul Hall Saint, Qian Yu, and Saintess, Bibi Dong.

It had even urged them to exercise extreme caution.

At the time, as the twin stars of the Clear Sky Sect, the brothers had felt quite unconvinced, believing their elders were merely alarmists.

But having witnessed Qian Yu crush an opponent across ranks today, and even instantly kill Yu Yuanzhen after he activated his Avatar, they were shaken.

Tang Hao gripped his Clear Sky Hammer tightly, his palms sweating slightly, and whispered through sound transmission:

"Big Brother, the sect's intelligence was true...

This Qian Yu's strength is truly terrifying!"

Tang Xiao's brows were also tightly locked, and he responded in a low, grave voice as if facing a formidable enemy:

"It is not just him; that Bibi Dong's aura is also unfathomable.

To think that Martial Soul Hall's current generation has produced two such heaven-defying monsters.

I fear it will not be easy for Father to protect Yu Yuanzhen today."

Listening to the mockery from Qian Yu and Bibi Dong, Tang Tian's old face could not help but flush with embarrassment.

Yet, he did not retreat a single step, stating in a deep voice:

"Saint Qian Yu, Sect Master Yu's sneak attack was indeed his fault, and my Clear Sky Sect will certainly not show bias in this matter.

However, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect and my Clear Sky Sect are branches of the same tree; as long as I, Tang Tian, stand here today, you shall not cripple his cultivation!"

"Branches of the same tree?"

Qian Yu let out a cold laugh, his eyes filled with mockery.

"To put it plainly, you are just birds of a feather.

What, the young ones lose so the old ones come out, and now even outside reinforcements are jumping in?"

Tang Hao was young and hot-blooded; hearing Qian Yu insult the Clear Sky Sect, his anger flared, and he stepped forward to shout:

"Insolent!

Qian Yu, do not be so arrogant!

My father is a level 95 Super Douluo; how could you, a mere eight-ring Soul Douluo, insult him at will!"

Bibi Dong glared back without the slightest sign of weakness, retorting coldly:

"So what if he is a Super Douluo?

Wasn't that level 93 Titled Douluo just lying on the ground like a dead dog?

If your Clear Sky Sect wants to bully others with your status, my Martial Soul Hall is not to be trifled with!"

Tang Tian raised a hand to stop Tang Hao from arguing further, his gaze fixed on Qian Yu as he added a threatening tone to his voice:

"Your Highness, I acknowledge your extraordinary talent and heaven-defying combat power.

But the gap between level 95 and level 93 is like a chasm.

If you insist on dealing a lethal blow, do not blame me for bullying the young with my seniority!"

"Bullying the young?

Are you even worthy?"

Qian Yu laughed instead of getting angry, his Dark Sacred Dragon aura surging once more as his eighth, 100,000-year red soul ring pulsed with light.

"Tang Tian, do you think that with your level 95 cultivation, you can protect this old dog in front of me?

Respect is earned by oneself, not given by others!"

Qian Yu slowly raised his hand, pointing directly at Tang Tian, his tone arrogant to the extreme:

"If you want to fight, I will accompany you to the end!

As it happens, I also want to see for myself.

Whether the Clear Sky Hammer, known as the world's number one tool soul, is just as much of a useless piece of trash as this Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon!"

"Utterly arrogant!"

Tang Tian was thoroughly enraged.

He was the dignified Young Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect, the son of Tang Chen, and a Super Douluo.

When had he ever been pointed at and insulted like this?

"Since you insist on not letting this go, Your Highness.

Then today, I have no choice but to teach you, a junior who knows nothing of the immensity of heaven and earth, a lesson on behalf of Martial Soul Hall!"

As the words fell, a pitch-black, archaic giant Clear Sky Hammer covered in strange patterns suddenly appeared in Tang Tian's hand.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black!

Nine soul rings with the optimal configuration rose from beneath his feet.

The terrifying pressure belonging to a level 95 Super Douluo crashed toward Qian Yu like Mount Tai collapsing.

Facing this overwhelming sense of oppression, not only did Qian Yu not retreat a single step, but the smile at the corner of his mouth grew even more intense:

"Teach me a lesson?

Just with this broken hammer of yours?

Come, let me see exactly how much weight a Super Douluo like you really carries!"

Taking advantage of the moment Tang Tian erupted with his terrifying pressure.

Yu Yuanzhen, who had been sprawled on the ground, felt as if he had been granted amnesty, scrambling and crawling off the Soul Fighting Stage.

But he did not leave; instead, he leaned against a stage pillar, gasping for breath while staring fixedly at the stage.

The previously ashen depths of his eyes were now reignited with a morbid excitement and malice.

"So what if this old man lost?"

Yu Yuanzhen gritted his teeth and sneered in a low voice:

"With Sect Master Tang Tian, a level 95 powerhouse, personally taking action to settle the score for me.

Qian Yu, even if you have heaven-defying abilities today, you are going to have your skin peeled off for me!"

On the stage, Tang Tian held the massive Clear Sky Hammer as his seventh soul ring suddenly lit up.

"Avatar of the Martial Soul!"

The giant Clear Sky Hammer swelled in the wind, bringing with it a terrifying sonic boom that tore through the air, smashing down toward Qian Yu's head like a falling mountain!

"Brat, get down!"

Facing this world-destroying hammer, Qian Yu did not even intend to dodge.

The 100,000-year red soul ring on his body suddenly shifted into an eerie purple-black glow.

100,000-year Death Spider Emperor soul skill, activate!

"[Undying Body: Etherealization]!"

As Qian Yu's cold voice fell, his body instantly became transparent and illusory.

"BOOM--!"

The massive Clear Sky Hammer smashed down fiercely, yet it was as if it had struck empty air.

It passed directly through Qian Yu's illusory body and slammed heavily into the stage, sending a sky full of gravel flying.

"What?!"

Tang Tian's pupils constricted sharply, his face full of shock:

"Physical attacks are completely ineffective?

How is this possible!"

"The number one tool martial soul in the world?

If it can't hit anyone, it's not even as good as a fire poker."

Qian Yu's mocking laughter rang out at Tang Tian's side.

"[Undying Body: Solidification]!"

The illusory figure instantly condensed into a solid form in the blind spot of Tang Tian's defense.

Immediately following, Qian Yu's arms erupted with a blinding blood-red light.

The aura of two 100,000-year level soul bones was released without reservation!

100,000-year Death Spider Emperor left and right arm bone soul skills, activated simultaneously!

(Note: The soul skills of the two arm bones are identical)

"[Death Scythe Blade: Slash]!"

Two terrifying purple-black scythe beams, dozens of meters long, appeared on the left and right.

Carrying the aura of death that tore through space, they crossed and slashed fiercely toward Tang Tian's waist.

Tang Tian was shocked and hurriedly pulled back the Clear Sky Hammer to block in front of him.

"BANG--!"

The violent collision echoed throughout the arena. Tang Tian felt his arms go numb and his blood surge; he was actually forced back several steps by sheer power.

"100,000-year dual arm bones?!

And they are homologous soul bones?!"

Tang Tian exclaimed in disbelief.

However, Qian Yu's attack had not yet ended.

A flash of tyrannical killing intent flickered in the depths of Qian Yu's eyes as he violently shook his arms.

"[Death Scythe Blade: Burst!]"