Tang Xiao: Four on one? I can't handle this!

"Second brother! Take the children and leave through the secret passage!"

Titan roared without looking back, "I will hold this stupid bear off!"

"Big brother!!"

"Go, quickly!!"

Titan let out a furious bellow, his muscles suddenly swelling as his clothes instantly burst apart, revealing a physique as hard as granite.

Great Strength Ape martial soul, possess!

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black—eight spirit rings shone with brilliant light.

Although he was only a Spirit Douluo, Titan was confident that in terms of pure strength, he did not lose to most Title Douluos!

"Want to leave? Keep dreaming!"

Demon Bear Douluo saw through Titan's intentions and sneered, "In front of this old man, your little tricks are simply laughable!"

"Sixth Spirit Skill—Demon Bear Earth-Shaking Wave!!"

Demon Bear Douluo plummeted from the sky, his massive bear paw carrying the force to split mountains and shatter rocks as he slammed it fiercely into the ground!

Rumble—!!!

The earth shook violently as terrifying shockwaves spread outward from him, instantly collapsing the front courtyard walls of the Strength Clan and sending the disciples who were preparing to evacuate stumbling in every direction.

"Bastard!!"

Titan's eyes were bloodshot as he roared and charged forward, "I'll fight you to the death!!"

"Seventh Spirit Skill—Martial Soul Avatar!!"

A giant ape standing ten meters tall rose from the ground, swinging its massive fists as it smashed directly toward Demon Bear Douluo!

Bang!!!

Fist and palm collided, sending waves of air rolling outward.

Titan was shaken back several steps, his feet plowing two deep trenches into the ground as a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Demon Bear Douluo, while uninjured, had been forced back dozens of steps before he could barely steady his stance.

"Hmph, overestimating your capabilities."

Demon Bear Douluo shook his numb palm, "Old Ape, your strength is not small, but unfortunately, the chasm of rank is something you cannot cross."

"Today, your Strength Clan is destined to be erased from the Douluo Continent!"

In that moment, deep despair shrouded the heart of every member of the Strength Clan.

With their patriarch outmatched and surrounded by powerful enemies, was today truly the day of their annihilation?

Just as Demon Bear Douluo prepared to launch a lethal strike to completely shatter Titan's defense.

Suddenly!

From the distant horizon came a low, oppressive rumble.

The sound was faint at first, like muffled thunder rolling across the clouds, but in an instant, it became deafening, as if the entire sky were trembling!

An incomparably domineering and heavy aura, one that felt as if it could crush the firmament, descended upon the battlefield without warning!

Demon Bear Douluo's expression changed drastically as he jerked his head toward the north.

This aura... it was too familiar!

"This is..."

Before he could even shout the name.

A pitch-black, gargantuan phantom of a hammer tore through the clouds, carrying the momentum of world-ending destruction as it smashed toward the Martial Soul Hall formation like a meteorite!

"Scum of Martial Soul Hall!!!"

A roar filled with endless fury and killing intent resounded through the heavens!

"You dare touch the people of my Clear Sky Sect—have you asked the hammer in my hand for permission?!"

Boom—!!!

The giant hammer landed, and the earth trembled!

Dozens of Martial Soul Hall spirit masters who couldn't dodge in time were instantly sent flying, their lives hanging in the balance, and even Demon Bear Douluo was forced back several steps by the terrifying shockwave, his face pale with shock.

The dust and smoke cleared.

A figure as sturdy as a mountain, wielding the massive Clear Sky Hammer, stood before Titan.

Nine rings pulsed!

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

Sky-Howling Douluo, Tang Xiao!

"Sect Master?!!"

Titan, who had already resigned himself to death, looked at the back before him that felt like a divine soldier descending from the heavens; his tiger-like eyes brimmed with tears, and he trembled all over with agitation.

"Uncle Titan, I am late."

Tang Xiao did not turn his head, only gripping the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand tightly, staring with murderous intent at the Demon Bear Douluo opposite him.

"Demon Bear, you had a leg broken by my second brother back then; it seems you haven't learned your lesson."

"Today, I shall act on my second brother's behalf and break your other leg as well!!"

Seeing the surging momentum of Tang Xiao before him, and then glancing at the reinforcements from the Clear Sky Sect rapidly approaching in the distance, the Demon Bear Douluo felt not fear, but a long sigh of relief in his heart.

Since Tang Xiao had arrived here, he now had sufficient reason to retreat.

"Retre—"

Before the word "treat" could even be squeezed from the throat of the Demon Bear Douluo, a terrifying aura, even more heart-stopping and bone-chilling than the Clear Sky Hammer, suddenly poured down from the nine heavens!

The vast clouds of dust stirred up by the Clear Sky Hammer were, in that instant, as if pressed back into the ground by an invisible giant hand.

The air solidified.

Even the peerlessly domineering Clear Sky pressure of Tang Xiao was forcibly torn apart at this moment; the rainbow-like momentum that originally belonged to the Clear Sky Sect was instantly enveloped by a pale white domain halo, suppressed to the point where even breathing became difficult.

Slaughter God's Domain!

"Who gave you permission to leave? Demon Bear."

A cold, languid, yet supremely majestic female voice exploded above everyone's heads.

Everyone instinctively looked up.

They saw, suspended in mid-air, a stunning figure clad in purple-gold military attire slowly descending. Behind her, three pairs of purple light wings, thin as cicada wings, flapped gently; each stroke stirred up a trail of purple radiance.

And behind her, two equally formidable figures followed closely.

They were none other than Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei!

But that was not the point.

The point was the spirit rings pulsing on the body of the purple-clad woman in the lead.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black...

And...

Red!!!

That bewitching scarlet glow, filled with the aura of death and destruction, appeared so blinding and so despair-inducing in the night sky!

A hundred-thousand-year spirit ring!

"Hiss—!!!"

Gasps of cold air rose one after another; the members of the Strength Clan, who had been cheering and leaping for joy at the arrival of their Sect Master, were now like ducks with their necks pinched, unable to make a single sound.

Their eyes were locked onto that red spirit ring, the color draining from their faces instantly, replaced by endless terror.

Meanwhile, on the side of Martial Soul Hall.

"Your Eminence the Pope!!!"

"Long live the Pope!!"

The Martial Soul Hall spirit masters, who had originally been intimidated by the Clear Sky Hammer, were now roaring frantically as if injected with adrenaline.

This was their Pope!

This was the peerless powerhouse who possessed a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring!

Amidst this wave of fanaticism, only the Demon Bear Douluo stood where he was, his face blank and his mind buzzing.

"Po... Pope?"

The Demon Bear Douluo blinked hard, doubting if he were hallucinating.

"Isn't... isn't she supposed to be at the Speed Clan? Wasn't it said she was waiting there for the rabbit to hit the stump?"

"How could she appear here?!"

"And..."

The Demon Bear Douluo glanced at the two elders, Chrysanthemum and Ghost, who stood behind Bibi Dong with pale faces but fierce eyes.

"How did these two follow her here? Does this mean everyone came? Then who is guarding the Speed Clan?"

The Demon Bear Douluo could not fathom it, but he knew one thing—

The situation had changed.

It had changed completely!

The original "luring the enemy deep" had turned into "catching a turtle in a jar," and the original "strategic retreat" had turned into "all-out assault"!

Below.

Tang Xiao looked at the woman suspended in the air, looked at that blinding hundred-thousand-year spirit ring, and for the first time, his hand gripping the Clear Sky Hammer trembled slightly.

Cold sweat slid down his temple.

If it were only Bibi Dong, he might have been able to put up a fight by relying on the secret arts of the Clear Sky Sect.

If it were only the Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo, he would even have the confidence to take them both down with a single hammer.

If it were only Demon Bear Douluo, he could have broken the other leg as well.

But...

Now it was Bibi Dong plus Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, and Demon Bear Douluo!

Four Title Douluo!!

He could not withstand this lineup!

"What? Does the great Sect Master Tang look surprised?"

Bibi Dong (Nan Feng) hovered opposite Tang Xiao, looking down from above at this once arrogant Clear Sky Sect Master, a playful curve tugging at the corner of her mouth.

"Are you wondering if I should have been foolishly waiting for you in that backwater ravine of the Speed Clan?"

"Or perhaps you were thinking that your strategy of avoiding the strong to strike the weak was quite clever, and that you could wipe out my flank first?"

"You..." Tang Xiao's pupils constricted violently. "What have you done to the Speed Clan?!"

"What have I done?"

Bibi Dong (Nan Feng) chuckled, turning to the side to reveal a dozen "zongzi" being carried over in a large net by five flying Spirit Saints behind her.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Following a series of heavy thuds, the Speed Clan patriarch Bai He, along with a dozen old, weak, women, and children whose spirit power had been sealed and who were bound together with rags stuffed in their mouths, were dumped like trash in front of the two armies.

"Mmph! Mmph!"

Seeing Tang Xiao, the eyes of those women and children erupted with a desperate light for survival, struggling frantically and emitting muffled whimpers.

Bai He's eyes were bloodshot as he stared fixedly at Tang Xiao, his gaze filled with both shame and despair.

"Uncle!!"

Looking at the bloodied, wretched old man, Tang Xiao felt a "boom" go off in his head, his reason nearly snapping.

"Bibi Dong!! You are shameless!!"

Tang Xiao roared, the light on the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand surging violently. "Disasters should not involve one's family! To think you would use the old, weak, women, and children as hostages! Are you not afraid of divine retribution?!"

"Divine retribution?"

Bibi Dong (Nan Feng) acted as if she had heard a joke, throwing her head back and laughing.

"Hahaha! Divine retribution?!"

"What a joke!!"

"The divine retribution you speak of is, in itself, the greatest injustice in this world!"

"Tang Xiao! All is fair in war, and history is written by the victors!"

"Only the winner has the right to define what is justice!"