The Clear Sky Hammer had not held out long against Blood Demon Douluo before cracks appeared all over it.
Moments later, the Clear Sky Hammer shattered completely.
Tang Hao was sent flying backward as well.
Di yihong immediately rushed to Tang Hao's side and healed him.
"Master, this man's body is incredibly tough. My Clear Sky Hammer can't break through his defenses."
"No rush. Let's observe the situation first."
Blood Demon Douluo looked at the fragments of the Clear Sky Hammer on the ground and could not help sighing.
"Such ultimate strength. Spirit Masters these days truly keep surprising me. This kind of ultimate strength is exceedingly rare. It was simply your bad luck to encounter me. Had you met someone else, this strength would have left you with few rivals in the world."
After Blood Demon Douluo finished speaking, Nine Soul Rings suddenly appeared around him.
As the Eighth Spirit Ring flashed,
his Martial Soul Avatar was instantly unleashed.
What Di yihong had not expected was that this fellow's Martial Soul was actually blood. In his Martial Soul Avatar state, he turned into a pool of putrid blood.
Against something like this, ultimate strength truly was useless. After all, no matter how hard a blade was, it could not cut through a flowing waterfall.
And blood was just like that waterfall.
"All of you can stay behind. Become nourishment for my resurrection. You should consider yourselves fortunate."
With that, Blood Demon Douluo lunged straight at Di yihong and the others.
Di yihong sneered and casually waved his hand. A bolt of heavenly lightning descended from the sky.
The heavenly lightning struck the pool of putrid blood directly.
Blood Demon Douluo immediately let out a scream and began fleeing at top speed.
"Three Thousand Thunderclap Movements."
As Di yihong's voice