Ring Detonation? Intangibility! Severely Injuring Tang Tian! Qian Yu: Mutual Destruction? Based on You, Tang Hao?

"But look at Martial Soul Hall!

This generation has actually produced both Qian Yu and Bibi Dong, two freaks with Twin Martial Souls and Innate Full Soul Power!"

"Especially this Qian Yu, he is monstrous to the extreme!

A mere eight-ringed Soul Douluo, yet he could directly crush the ninety-third-ranked Yu Yuanzhen.

And now, he can even go head-to-head against the ninety-fifth-ranked Tang Tian!"

Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath, a rare flash of ruthless malice crossing his usually scholarly face.

He stared fixedly at Qian Yu's figure, secretly vowing in his heart:

Such a heaven-defying talent—since my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is destined never to possess him...

If only there were a way to destroy him!

But the moment this dangerous thought arose, Ning Fengzhi forcibly suppressed it.

He knew better than anyone that Martial Soul Hall was currently at its zenith, its foundation unfathomably deep.

If the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect truly dared to make a move against Qian Yu in the shadows.

Once exposed, the result would inevitably be the full-scale, destructive retaliation of Martial Soul Hall!

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect absolutely could not afford such a price.

Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. He withdrew his gaze from the arena and turned to look at Han Yu:

"Elder Han, since we cannot touch anyone from Martial Soul Hall, we must focus on cultivating our own Title Douluo as quickly as possible.

How is the progress on the matter I entrusted to you—recruiting Gu Rong personally?"

Upon hearing this, Han Yu's already solemn expression grew even more troubled, and he let out a long sigh:

"Young Sect Master, this matter... I fear there has been a complication."

"A complication?"

Ning Fengzhi frowned.

"What happened?

Didn't we already promise to exhaust the sect's resources to help him break through the bottleneck of a Title Douluo?

Is he still not moved by such terms?"

"That was indeed the case initially."

Han Yu shook his head with a bitter smile.

"Gu Rong has been stuck at level eighty-eight for many years; he was already very tempted by the conditions we offered.

He had even privately intended to agree and join my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

Han Yu paused, his tone becoming heavy:

"However, just in the last few days, our intelligence agents sent a secret report.

For some reason, Gu Rong has suddenly become extremely close to Bishop Gu Ying of Martial Soul Hall, and the two have been interacting very frequently."

"Bishop Gu Ying of Martial Soul Hall?"

Ning Fengzhi was slightly stunned, then keenly caught onto something.

"They both share the surname Gu?"

"Correct."

Han Yu nodded, his expression grave.

"After our agents investigated in secret, they discovered that not only do they share the same surname, but the aura and characteristics of their Martial Souls also bear a striking resemblance.

The scouts speculate...

That Gu Rong and Bishop Gu Ying are very likely blood-related kin!"

"What?!"

Ning Fengzhi's pupils contracted sharply, his face filled with disbelief as he exclaimed:

"Kin?!

How is that possible!

Gu Rong has always been a lone wolf; how could a relative holding a high position in Martial Soul Hall suddenly appear out of nowhere?!"

Just as Ning Fengzhi was in shock, the situation on the arena changed once again.

Qian Yu and Tang Tian had truly begun to fight in earnest, the sound of their terrifying soul power collisions deafening.

"Qian Yu, you forced my hand!"

Tang Tian's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared like a madman.

One could see the first few of his nine soul rings suddenly shatter!

Violent, peerless soul power surged into the Clear Sky Hammer, causing the hammer to erupt with a heart-stopping, blood-red light.

"Great Sumeru Hammer, ultimate technique... Ring Detonation!"

Facing this life-ending strike capable of destroying heaven and earth, Qian Yu merely sneered:

"Fool, did you really think I would stand there and take your hammer head-on?"

Before the words even faded, a flash of black light erupted from Qian Yu's body.

"Undying Body, Intangibility!"

Qian Yu's body instantly turned transparent.

"BOOM--!"

Tang Tian's violently peerless hammer smashed down, yet it passed straight through Qian Yu's intangible form, striking nothing but empty air!

"What?!"

Tang Tian was struck with terror.

With the hammer missing its mark, his old momentum was spent and his new strength had yet to arise, leaving him completely exposed.

"It's over, Sect Master Tang."

Qian Yu's icy voice rang out beside his ear like the Grim Reaper.

His intangible body solidified in an instant.

Qian Yu raised his hand, and a massive purple-black scythe light tore through space, carrying a thick aura of death as it slashed out in a heartbeat!

"Death Scythe!"

"BANG--!"

The purple-black scythe light slammed solidly into Tang Tian's chest.

It sent his entire body flying like a cannonball.

Tang Tian spat out a mouthful of blood, crashing heavily against the edge of the Spatial Barrier before falling completely unconscious.

"Father!"

"Sect Master!"

Tang Hao and Tang Xiao, standing below the stage, let out shrill cries of alarm.

Following Tang Tian's defeat, the Spatial Barrier maintained by Han Yu finally reached its limit, shattering into a sky full of silver light.

As for the Soul Fighting Arena, which had been sturdy beyond compare.

After enduring two earth-shattering battles—first against Yu Yuanzhen and then Tang Tian—it had long since been reduced to a bottomless, massive crater, completely destroyed.

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence, with only the faint sound of falling rubble echoing.

High above on the viewing platform, Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes shimmered with brilliance, filled with undisguised admiration as she whispered softly:

"Brother Qian Yu... to think he could so easily neutralize even the Clear Sky Sect's Great Sumeru Hammer Ring Detonation; he is too strong!"

Beside the ruins not far away.

Yu Yuanzhen's mouth hung wide open, his jaw nearly hitting the ground.

He stared fixedly at the unconscious Tang Tian, his voice trembling uncontrollably:

"This... how is this possible?

That is Tang Tian, a level ninety-five powerhouse!

He even used Ring Detonation, yet he was one-shot by a kid with only eight rings?!"

Inside the VIP box, Ning Fengzhi gasped, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the railing:

"Elder Han, did you see that Intangibility technique clearly?"

Han Yu was equally horrified, cold sweat sliding down his aged cheeks:

"It completely ignored both physical and energy attacks...

Such a bizarre soul skill is unheard of!

Young Sect Master, this Qian Yu—our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect must never provoke him!"

"Father!"

Accompanied by two grief-stricken roars, Tang Xiao and Tang Hao rushed into the arena like two enraged lions.

The two stood left and right, guarding the heavily wounded and unconscious Tang Tian, simultaneously summoning their pitch-black Clear Sky Hammers.

Tang Hao's eyes were bloodshot, staring at Qian Yu in mid-air with a face full of vigilance and hatred as he roared through gritted teeth:

"Qian Yu!

If you dare take one more step forward, our Clear Sky Sect will fight you to the bitter end, even if it means we all perish together!"

In mid-air, Qian Yu looked down from above, gazing condescendingly at the brothers who acted like trapped beasts.

A trace of undisguised disdain curled the corners of his lips:

"Mutual destruction?

With just the likes of you?"

Qian Yu let out a cold snort, his tone dripping with mockery:

"First of all, you had best get this straight: it was Tang Tian who provoked me first!

If he hadn't insisted on sticking his neck out for that piece of trash Yu Yuanzhen, why would I have ever crossed blades with him?"

Qian Yu's gaze swept over the unconscious Tang Tian, and he added coldly:

"When it comes down to it, he simply relied on his own profound cultivation, thinking he was stronger than me and believing he could easily suppress me.

His skills were inferior, and ending up in this state is entirely his own fault!"