The Battle Continues! Undying Body: Solidification, Etherealization! Tang Tian: 100,000-Year-Old Twin Arm Bones?!

Two imposing young men wielding Clear Sky Hammers leaped down from a private room and landed steadily beside Tang Tian.

They were Tang Tian's two sons, Tang Xiao and Tang Hao.

As soon as the brothers landed, their gazes locked firmly on Qian Yu and Bibi Dong, their expressions more solemn than ever.

Before they had set out from the mountain to gain experience, they had read the classified intelligence gathered by the Clear Sky Sect's network.

The report had strongly emphasized the terrifying talent and formidable strength of Spirit Hall's current Holy Son, Qian Yu, and Holy Maiden, Bibi Dong.

It had even urged them to be extremely cautious.

At the time, the brothers had been the twin stars of the Clear Sky Sect, and they had been rather unconvinced, thinking the elders of their sect were exaggerating.

But today, they had witnessed Qian Yu crush an opponent above his rank—and even kill Yu Yuanzhen with a single strike after he had activated his Martial Soul Avatar...

Tang Hao tightened his grip on the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand. His palm was faintly damp with sweat as he sent his words to his brother in a low voice:

"Big brother, the sect's intelligence was right...

Qian Yu's strength really is terrifying!"

Tang Xiao furrowed his brow as well and replied gravely, as if facing a formidable enemy:

"Not just him. Bibi Dong's aura is unfathomably deep, too.

This generation of Spirit Hall has produced two monsters defying the heavens.

I'm afraid it won't be easy for Father to save Yu Yuanzhen today."

As Tang Tian listened to Qian Yu and Bibi Dong's taunts, even his old face grew a little hard to keep.

Still, he didn't take a single step back. He spoke in a deep voice:

"His Highness the Holy Son, Sect Master Yu did strike from behind, and he was clearly in the wrong. The Clear Sky Sect will not show him favoritism in this matter.

But the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect and the Clear Sky Sect stand together as one. As long as I, Tang Tian, am standing here today, you can forget about crippling his cultivation!"

"Stand together as one?"

Qian Yu sneered, his eyes full of scorn.

"To put it plainly, you're just a nest of snakes and rats.

What, you beat the young one, so the old one comes running? Now you've even brought in outside help?"

Tang Hao was young and hot-blooded to begin with. Hearing Qian Yu insult the Clear Sky Sect like that, he flew into a rage and stepped forward with a furious shout:

"Impudent!

Qian Yu, don't get carried away!

My father is a Level 95 Super Douluo. You think an Eight-Ring Soul Douluo like you can insult him at will?"

Bibi Dong glared right back at him without flinching and retorted coldly:

"So what if he's a Super Douluo?

Didn't that Level 93 Titled Douluo just lie on the ground like a dead dog?

If the Clear Sky Sect wants to bully others with its power, Spirit Hall won't just sit back and take it!"

Tang Tian raised a hand to stop Tang Hao, who still wanted to argue. His gaze remained fixed on Qian Yu, and his tone carried a hint of threat:

"His Highness the Holy Son, I admit that you have extraordinary talent and strength defying the heavens.

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

If you insist on killing him, don't blame me, Tang, for using my seniority to bully a junior!"

"Using your seniority to bully me?

You think you're worthy?"

Qian Yu laughed instead of getting angry. The aura of his Dark Sacred Dragon surged once more, and the eighth crimson 100,000-year Soul Ring gleamed.

"Tang Tian, do you think your Level 95 cultivation is enough to save this old dog from me?

You earn your own respect. Nobody else can give it to you!"

Qian Yu slowly raised his hand and pointed straight at Tang Tian, his tone unbearably arrogant:

"If you want to fight, I'll see it through to the end!

As it happens, I'd like to find out for myself.

Is the Clear Sky Hammer, hailed as the world's number-one weapon Martial Soul, just like that Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon—a flashy but useless piece of trash?"

"Utterly arrogant!"

Tang Tian was completely enraged.

He was the young sect master of the Clear Sky Sect, the son of Tang Chen, and a Super Douluo.

When had anyone ever pointed at him and cursed him to his face?

"Since His Highness the Holy Son refuses to back down,

then I suppose I, Tang, will have to teach you, an ignorant junior who doesn't know how high the heavens are, a lesson on Spirit Hall's behalf!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, a massive, pitch-black Clear Sky Hammer, ancient and covered in strange patterns, appeared in Tang Tian's hand.

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

Nine Soul Rings of the optimal configuration rose from beneath his feet.

The terrifying pressure of a Level 95 Super Douluo crashed toward Qian Yu like a mountain bearing down on him.

Faced with this overwhelming force, Qian Yu didn't retreat a single step. Instead, the smile at the corner of his mouth grew ever wider:

"Teach me a lesson?

With that busted hammer of yours?

Come on, let me see just how much a Super Douluo is worth!"

While Tang Tian unleashed his terrifying pressure,

Yu Yuanzhen, sprawled on the ground, was granted a reprieve. He scrambled off the Soul Fighting Arena on hands and knees.

But he didn't leave. Instead, he leaned against one of the pillars, panting as he watched the arena intently.

The lifeless gray in his eyes had given way to a twisted excitement and venomous hatred.

"So what if I lost?"

Yu Yuanzhen ground his teeth and chuckled darkly under his breath:

"With Sect Master Tang Tian, a Level 95, stepping in to win back my dignity, Qian Yu, you could have power enough to reach the heavens and you'd still leave a layer of your skin behind today!"

On the arena, Tang Tian gripped the enormous Clear Sky Hammer as his seventh Soul Ring suddenly lit up.

"Martial Soul Avatar!"

The enormous Clear Sky Hammer swelled in the wind. With a terrifying sonic boom that tore through the air, it crashed down on Qian Yu like a mountain falling from the sky!

"Kid, get down!"

Faced with this world-destroying strike, Qian Yu didn't even try to dodge.

The 100,000-year red Soul Ring on his body suddenly shifted, radiating an eerie purple-black light.

The Soul Skill of the 100,000-year Death Spider Emperor Soul Ring activated!

"[Undying Body: Etherealization]!"

As Qian Yu's icy voice fell, his body instantly turned transparent and incorporeal.

"Boom—!"

The enormous Clear Sky Hammer crashed down, but it was as if it had struck empty air.

It passed straight through Qian Yu's ethereal body and slammed into the arena, sending shattered stones flying in every direction.

"What?!"

Tang Tian's pupils contracted sharply, and his face filled with shock:

"Physical attacks are completely ineffective?

How is that possible?!"

"The world's number-one weapon Martial Soul?

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

Qian Yu's mocking laughter rang out beside Tang Tian.

"[Undying Body: Solidification]!"

His ethereal figure instantly solidified in the blind spot of Tang Tian's defenses.

Then, a dazzling blood-red light burst from both of Qian Yu's arms.

The aura of two 100,000-year Soul Bones erupted without restraint!

The Soul Skills of the 100,000-year Death Spider Emperor's left and right arm bones activated simultaneously!

(Note: The two arm bones have identical Soul Skills.)

"[Death Scythe Blade: Slash]!"

Two terrifying purple-black arcs of scythe light, each dozens of meters long, swept in from either side.

Trailing the aura of death as they tore through space, they crossed and slashed viciously toward Tang Tian's waist.

Tang Tian was horrified. He hurriedly pulled back the Clear Sky Hammer and held it in front of himself to block.

"Clang—!"

The violent collision rang across the arena. Tang Tian's arms went numb and his blood and qi roiled as he was forced back several steps.

"Two 100,000-year-old arm bones?!

And they're from the same kind of Soul Beast?!"

Tang Tian cried out in shock.

But Qian Yu's attack wasn't over yet.

A murderous, savage gleam flashed in Qian Yu's eyes as he jerked both arms.

"[Death Scythe Blade: Burst!]"