The Clear Sky True Body Appears! Xiao Wu's Identity Exposed, Yue Guan and Gui Mei Sweep the Field

A torrent of black Soul Power surged up from beneath the earth, carrying the pressure to crush a person's bones as it roared toward Yue Guan and Gui Mei in midair.

A pitch-black giant hammer rose from the fissure.

The hammer was as dark as ink, without a single decorative pattern, yet so heavy that even the air warped and twisted beneath its weight. Nine Soul Rings—two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red—slowly appeared around it.

A Titled Douluo.

The third one.

Yue Guan's smile froze for half a beat. Then he shifted three yards sideways, dodging the hammer's direct impact.

The black hammer force skimmed past his robes and sheared through three ancient trees, each so thick it would take two people to encircle. The trunks slid soundlessly to the ground, their cut surfaces impossibly smooth.

A tall figure emerged from the shadows among the trees.

He wore a coarse linen shirt, washed so many times it had faded white. He was burly, with shoulders broad enough to fill a doorway. His hair was unkempt, his face covered in stubble, and he reeked of alcohol.

He looked like a drunken farmhand.

But the black giant hammer in his right hand and the nine revolving Soul Rings around him gave off such intense killing intent that Flender's legs went weak. He nearly collapsed to the ground.

"Father?" Tang San forced the word out of his throat.

He recognized him.

That face. The man who had spent years sprawled drunk behind their blacksmith shop. His father, Tang Hao.

"Let her go." Tang Hao's voice was cold, edged with anger.

Gui Mei tightened his grip on the back of Xiao Wu's neck and retreated half a step.

Yue Guan steadied himself in midair. His bright red robes fluttered as he