Nearly two years passed. Within the Clear Sky Sect, an immense and domineering surge of Soul Power shot into the sky. A towering figure rose into the air, black light swirling around him. Above his head hovered an enormous Clear Sky Hammer, its head as large as a water vat.
Taking flight was the mark of a Titled Douluo, yet beneath that towering figure were only two yellow, two purple, and four black Soul Rings—eight in total. This meant he had only just reached the realm of Titled Douluo.
This man was Tang Hao.
"Brother Hao, you broke through!"
"Hao'er, good, good! Wonderful, Hao'er!"
Tang Zhen kept coughing, but his face was full of joy. He did not have much life left in him. Before dying, being able to see both Tang Xiao and Tang Hao break through to Titled Douluo was enough to satisfy him.
Tang Hao was not yet forty-three years old, yet he had already broken Qian Xunji's record as the youngest Titled Douluo on the continent. Tang Chen's record had been broken more than three years ago as well. As for his other son, Tang Xiao, he had broken through to Titled Douluo at fifty-three. Aside from Qian Xunji, he was also the third fastest person in history on the continent to reach Titled Douluo.
Like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the Clear Sky Sect now had two Douluo in one generation. Even if he died, the Clear Sky Sect would remain the number one sect under heaven.
Ever since Qian Xunji's wedding, Tang Hao had felt as though he had been cuckolded. His pride had suffered humiliation beyond measure, so he trained with even greater determination and diligence. He wanted Ah Yin to know just how outstanding he was, and how blind she had