Under the onslaught of Ten Thousand Dragons Pilgrimage, Tang Hao stood his ground and endured the attack, turning the Clear Sky Hammer into a hundred-meter-tall giant hammer.
The power of the Clear Sky Hammer was enough to crush any Tool Martial Soul. With his Martial Soul Avatar, he could even contend with a Titled Douluo.
The Clear Sky Nine Absolutes, a secret combat technique passed down by the Clear Sky Sect, consisted of nine forms: Tremor, Shatter, Collapse, Bind, Pierce, Seal, Envelop, Suppress, and Finish. It specialized in exploiting weaknesses and breaking through defenses.
Under the assault of Ten Thousand Dragons Pilgrimage, blood trickled from the corner of Tang Hao's mouth.
Leaping into the air, Tang Hao's gaze remained resolute.
"Clear Sky Hammer, Heaven-Surpassing Strike!"
This attack from the Clear Sky Hammer carried unprecedented power.
Combined with Heaven-Surpassing Strike, even a Titled Douluo would have a hard time withstanding it.
Tang Chen was thoroughly satisfied. "Hao'er has actually cultivated the Clear Sky Hammer to this level. Brother Qian, the outcome will be decided by this strike."
Qian Daoliu remained unruffled. "Brother Tang, just watch. I have absolute confidence in Guyue."
"Seventh Soul Skill, Radiant Holy Dragon Avatar!"
The next moment, Ye Guyue transformed into a hundred-meter-long Radiant Holy Dragon Avatar, and all his attributes increased twelvefold.
With the Radiant Holy Dragon's power bolstering him, Ye Guyue once again used the second skill of his Seventh Soul Skill.
"Twin Dragon Sacrifice, Bloodline Symbiosis!"
Ye Guyue drew upon all the bloodline power within him, entering a state of Holy Dragon Symbiosis that could last only sixty seconds.
Facing Tang Hao's attack, Ye Guyue decided to give it a try and see just how powerful his strongest strike could be.
"Second Soul Bone Skill, Holy Dragon Heaven-Stomping Strike!"
All the Radiant Holy Dragon's power gathered in his right leg, forming a ball of light that hurtled toward Tang Hao.
The two dazzling attacks drew everyone's attention. Bibi Dong's eyes gleamed as she watched Ye Guyue, radiant and full of spirit, her heart overflowing with joy.
So handsome, so dashing—my husband. I'll put in extra effort for you tonight.
The two attacks collided, unleashing a massive shock wave. Everyone watched the scene unfold.
In an instant, Ye Guyue's figure pierced straight through Tang Hao's body. Tang Hao fell like a leaf, the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand returning to its original size as he plummeted toward the ground.
The heavy thud as he hit the ground announced Tang Hao's defeat.
Ye Guyue drifted slowly to the ground, then withdrew all the energy around him.
Under the gaze of the Seven Elders, Ye Guyue was practically spotless.
"Hao'er, are you all right?" Tang Chen stepped forward and helped Tang Hao up from the ground.
Tang Hao's face was pale. He shook his head. "I'm fine. He's just too strong. I couldn't fight back at all."
It was a crushing kind of strength. Looking at Ye Guyue's peerlessly elegant face, Tang Hao could hardly believe he had really lost.
His opponent's power far surpassed his own. He had two Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings, and he'd thought he could make up the difference with the Clear Sky Hammer's strength and secret techniques. But he'd been wrong.
He'd misjudged his opponent's strength.
Qian Daoliu laughed heartily. "Sorry, Brother Tang. My Guyue won. Go back and practice some more."
Tang Chen's face was livid, but he still managed to force out a smile. "Congratulations, Brother Qian. You have such an outstanding Holy Son."
"Ye Guyue can be called the strongest of the younger generation."
"There's no need for you to say it, Brother Tang. Guyue is already number one." Qian Daoliu smiled smugly.
Watching Qian Daoliu's smug expression made Tang Chen feel worse than if he'd eaten shit.
"Husband, you're amazing!"
Unable to contain her excitement, Bibi Dong rushed forward, wrapped her arms around Ye Guyue's neck, and kissed him.
"Dong'er, don't!" Ye Guyue hurriedly protested, but Bibi Dong kissed him forcefully for a full minute.
When she finally let go, Bibi Dong leaned close to Ye Guyue's ear and chuckled softly. "Tonight, I'll help you let off some steam, maybe with my mouth or something."
"Dong'er, you—you're impossible!" Ye Guyue's face turned bright red. "I don't need that."
He glanced at the Seven Elders, who were all watching him with amused expressions, and felt his face grow even hotter.
"Grandpas, I'll head back with Dong'er. You can take your time chatting."
He pulled Bibi Dong away from this humiliating place.
"Little Yueyue, you and the Holy Maiden should put in some effort and try to have a child soon."
Guangling Douluo said with a smile.
At his words, Ye Guyue froze, then hurried off with his head bowed.
Bibi Dong answered for Ye Guyue instead. "Senior Guangling, don't worry. I'll go back and make sure my husband—"
Bibi Dong clapped a hand over Ye Guyue's mouth and scolded, "Shut up. If you say another word, don't blame your husband for being harsh."
After the two had left, Golden Crocodile Douluo chuckled. "Old Five, don't you think you're making Guyue blush?"
Guang Ling laughed. "Second Brother, you can think of Little Yueyue as your granddaughter if you like. Either way, a grandchild can switch between being a granddaughter and a grandson."
Golden Crocodile Douluo laughed heartily.
Meanwhile, Ye Guyue, who had fled in a hurry, reached a tree, sat down, and caught his breath.
"Senior sister, why is your face red?"
Bibi Dong lay against Ye Guyue's chest, blinking.
"Shut up. This is all your fault. Kissing me in front of so many people—wasn't kissing me tonight enough?" Ye Guyue said, flustered and indignant.
"But tonight's different. This was a kiss I offered you. Besides, Dong'er can put in more effort tonight, right?"
Bibi Dong grinned mischievously.
"Go away, go away! You're just like a shameless lecher. Next time I go somewhere else, I won't take you with me. You can stay in Spirit Hall by yourself."
Ye Guyue steeled himself, tossed out those words, and turned to leave.
If he didn't teach Bibi Dong a lesson, she'd never learn her place.
Bibi Dong fell to the ground, then scrambled up and chased after him.
"Husband, let's talk this out. Don't be angry. We can just do it once a day, all right?" Bibi Dong hurried after him.
She couldn't bear the thought of being left all alone in Spirit Hall.
No, she had to strike first and take the initiative. Tonight, she'd drain her husband dry.
They left the Pope Palace and entered the courtyard.
Bibi Dong was already panting.
"Dong'er, when we're out, you should listen to me. But you keep doing the opposite of what I say. You're so disobedient."
Ye Guyue stopped and chided Bibi Dong. "If I take you out again and you misbehave and embarrass me, just see how I deal with you."
"So you're not angry anymore, husband?" Bibi Dong asked with a smile.
Ye Guyue rubbed his forehead helplessly. "Why would I be angry? We're husband and wife under the same roof. What's the point?"
"I knew you were the best, husband. Tonight, I'll do whatever makes you feel good. I've even learned some new positions."
Bibi Dong smiled seductively.
She had learned plenty of new positions, and she was sure she could win over her haughty husband.
All she had to do now was make her husband give in, but getting him to do that was harder than climbing to the heavens.
Her cultivation couldn't keep up, so at night she could only stare helplessly, unable to wear her husband out.
To truly achieve her goal, she'd need even more advanced cultivation and the protection of a divine being.
Then, winning over her husband would be a piece of cake. Just imagining him finally giving in was thrilling.
"Get lost. Stop being so lewd all the time. I'm going to cultivate. Don't bother me."
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