"Blue Silver Entanglement!"
"Blue Silver Entanglement!"
Tang San was so furious his face turned green!
More than ten of his attacks had been dodged by Huo Yuhao without the slightest effort.
As a control-type Soul Master, he might as well have been a fake.
Huo Yuhao's Spirit Eye could take in every strand of Tang San's Soul Power as it flowed, every inch of muscle tensing, every subtle shift in position, and predict them all.
Predicting, pinpointing, reading movements, reading Soul Power.
It was a complete, overwhelming advantage!
"Looks like I'll have to show off the Tang Sect's techniques."
Tang San's eyes sharpened.
Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track activated in an instant.
He refused to believe that no matter how powerful Huo Yuhao's Spirit Eye was, it could see through the Tang Sect's techniques.
As long as he evaded Spiritual Detection and managed to control Huo Yuhao,
Tang San would have won half the battle.
Tang San's figure drifted like a willow catkin in the wind, a flickering phantom gliding out of reach.
He was clearly right before Huo Yuhao's eyes, yet in Huo Yuhao's mental perception, his position kept shifting and flickering.
Tang San activated Purple Demon Eye at the same time!
Pierce illusions, counter Mental Interference, and steady his mind!
"As expected of the future God King."
"He's mastered these Tang Sect techniques so well, and can even combine them so skillfully."
A trace of gravity flashed in Huo Yuhao's eyes.
A Soul Master of the same rank, once locked onto by million-year Spiritual Detection, would inevitably grow stiff and lose the ability to predict an opponent's moves.
Only Tang San, relying on nothing but his body's instincts and top-tier footwork, had managed to wrench himself free of the absolute lock.
Tang San drew closer and closer to Huo Yuhao.
In the next instant, his first yellow ring blazed!
"Mother's Entanglement!"
The ground trembled with a thunderous rumble as dozens of tough, deep-blue vines burst up from beneath it.
Carrying the paralyzing poison unique to the Datura Snake, they didn't strike at vital points. Instead, they targeted his limbs.
They precisely sealed off every angle Huo Yuhao could use to dodge.
For an ordinary Soul Grandmaster, getting caught by this move would have ended the fight.
But Huo Yuhao wasn't an ordinary Soul Master.
The name Huo Gua wasn't for nothing.
He was a true child of destiny.
Facing the Blue Silver Grass vines closing in from all sides,
Huo Yuhao's expression didn't change. The second purple ring around him erupted in full!
"Ice Empress's Pincer!"
His thousand-year Ultimate Ice Soul Power surged forth, and a bone-chilling cold swept across the arena in an instant.
Fine ice mist crystallized in the air, while a layer of frost rapidly spread across the ground.
Ultimate Ice flooded his arms, and pale blue crystals quickly coated his forearms and hands.
Hard, razor-sharp ice pincers formed in an instant, their cold gleam piercing and keen.
The quality, power, and elemental suppression of Huo Yuhao's Soul Skill far surpassed Tang San's hundred-year Soul Skill!
There was no way he could lose.
Huo Yuhao charged forward instead of retreating, sweeping both pincers across!
Ssshk!
The incredibly tough and resilient Blue Silver vines were no match for the freezing Ultimate Ice and the slashing ice pincers.
They froze stiff and brittle in an instant, shattering inch by inch and turning into a shower of blue fragments.
Ultimate Ice might not naturally counter plants, but it was still an overwhelming force against them.
For the first time in a battle between Soul Masters of the same rank, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was crushed head-on!
The vines shattered, and the frigid air rushed straight toward Tang San.
Tang San's gaze turned wary, and his brow furrowed even more deeply.
"Second Soul Skill, Blue Silver Parasitism!"
The Blue Silver Grass that had just been cut down and frozen hadn't completely vanished.
Countless tiny seeds drifted down with the wind, silently clinging to the ice mist, the ground, and the air, setting up a trap across the whole area.
With his frontal assault foiled, Tang San immediately changed tactics.
He would use his strongest skill—concealed traps and lockdowns—to seize control of the pace once more.
"Useless!"
Huo Yuhao's gaze was cool, his Spirit Eye fully open.
Every hidden seed was as clear as day in his perception.
With Spiritual Detection fully activated,
no slight movement, concealment, or sneak attack could escape him.
"Mental Interference!"
An invisible, intangible wave of mental force exploded outward, locking precisely onto Tang San.
Tang San's head felt as if it were about to burst.
Even with Purple Demon Eye, he could barely withstand it.
If not for the Mysterious Heaven Skill circulating without pause,
Tang San would have been on his knees by now.
That split second of weakness was all Huo Yuhao needed!
He surged forward across the ice, and the Ice Empress's Pincer blazed with cold light.
Both claws, wrapped in Ultimate Ice, lunged straight for Tang San's chest!
"Dragon Whisker Needle!"
Tang San hadn't expected Huo Yuhao to strike so ruthlessly.
He unleashed all kinds of Tang Sect Hidden Weapons as if they cost nothing.
Before they started fighting, Huo Yuhao had buttered him up at every turn.
Tang San had thought the other boy was a harmless little bunny.
He hadn't expected him to show no mercy once the fight began.
If he didn't have his Tang Sect Hidden Weapons, he'd probably be carried out of here today.
"Ultimate Ice, freeze everything!"
Huo Yuhao's Soul Power went completely berserk!
The Ice Empress's Pincer erupted at full force, and blue ice spread wildly outward from Huo Yuhao.
The ice armor that had only coated his body transformed in an instant into a circular domain of ice.
Everything on the arena seemed to freeze at that moment.
Even time itself seemed to slow to a crawl.
None of Tang San's vaunted Hidden Weapons could threaten Huo Yuhao.
"Damn it."
"If this keeps up, I'm going to lose."
Tang San gritted his teeth.
He'd never met an opponent this difficult among his peers.
In the past, as soon as he brought out his Tang Sect Hidden Weapons,
even Soul Masters a rank above him would end up flat on the ground.
But for some reason, they were useless against Huo Yuhao.
He had only one trump card left now: the Clear Sky Hammer.
The Clear Sky Hammer was the finest weapon for slaughter.
As long as Huo Yuhao took a single hit,
he'd be crippled at the very least, if not killed.
"Clear Sky Hammer, Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer!"
Tang San no longer had time to hide his Second Martial Soul.
He had only one thought now: win.
"That's... the Clear Sky Hammer!"
"So Tang San really is one of our Clear Sky Sect!"
The Clear Sky Sect!
Tang Xiao and the Five Great Elders stared wide-eyed, all of them shocked.
Earlier, after seeing that Tang San bore some resemblance to Tang Hao,
they'd guessed that he might be Tang Hao's son.
Now that the Clear Sky Hammer had appeared,
their guess was as good as confirmed.
Tang San was definitely Tang Hao's son.
Only a Soul Master carrying the bloodline of the Clear Sky Sect
could awaken the Clear Sky Hammer.
"Wonderful!"
"Heaven bless our Clear Sky Sect!"
"Ever since Grandpa disappeared, the Clear Sky Sect's fortunes have gone from bad to worse."
"Now Heaven has given our Clear Sky Sect a God King in the making."
"That means the Clear Sky Sect is sure to rise again—and reach even greater heights."
Tang Xiao was beside himself with excitement.
He could practically see the Clear Sky Sect's resurgence before his eyes.
The Second Elder slapped the table in excitement.
"Find him. We have to bring Tang San back and restore him to the clan!"
"The Clear Sky Sect's prized son must not be left to wander outside!"
"If the people from Spirit Hall discover him, our Clear Sky Sect will lose its chance to rise again!"
The Second Elder no longer cared about the mistakes Tang Hao had made in the past.
As long as they could bring Tang San back and restore him to the clan,
everything could be discussed.
They'd even be willing to pardon Tang Hao.
Compared to Tang Hao's past mistakes,
the value of Tang San, the future God King, was clearly far greater.
"Wonderful..."
"Little Hao, you can come home now."
At Tang Xiao's command,
every Soul Master from the Clear Sky Sect who was able to move headed down the mountain.
They had just one task: bring Tang San back to the sect.