Clear Sky Sect is at the bottom! Tang Hao is stunned!

Although Tang Hao was physically disabled, his domineering aura had not diminished in the slightest compared to his prime.

He glared at the Sky Curtain, his eyes filled with skepticism:

"Who exactly is responsible for this Sky Curtain?"

"Are they trying to make a mockery of my Clear Sky Sect?"

"How could my Clear Sky Sect possibly only be sixth!"

"Ordinary factions aren't even fit to tie the shoes of my Clear Sky Sect!"

The surrounding elders and disciples of the Clear Sky Sect were also incensed, shouting one after another.

"Exactly! There must be a mistake!"

"This ranking is unfair!"

"Is this some joke played by a wild god?"

The crowd simply could not accept this fact.

Just as the Clear Sky Sect was filled with voices of doubt:

The golden light above the Sky Curtain flared once more, and that majestic voice exploded directly in everyone's minds.

[Reward for the sixth place on the Faction Ranking is being distributed!]

[Sect Master Tang Xiao, receives God's Gift reward: Martial Soul secondary evolution--Primordial Chaos Hammer!]

[Sect member Tang Hao, receives God's Gift reward: Perfect Restoration!]

[Restoration details: Clear Sky True Body backlash, missing limbs, chronic hidden injuries, congested meridians... all perfectly restored, returning to peak condition!]

[All other Clear Sky Sect disciples receive a three-level increase in soul power!]

As the voice faded, several golden pillars of light shot straight down from the Sky Curtain, instantly enveloping the entire Clear Sky Sect.

Tang Xiao felt the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand suddenly turn scorching hot, and an ancient, vast aura awakened from within it.

On the originally pitch-black hammer body, chaotic-colored patterns emerged, and its weight increased several times over; a terrifying power capable of shattering the void surged within his body.

Primordial Chaos Hammer!

An existence that surpassed top-tier Martial Souls!

On the other side, an even more astonishing change was occurring to Tang Hao.

Bathed in the golden light, the flesh and blood at his empty sleeves and trouser legs squirmed and grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Severed arms regrown!

Severed legs restored!

The hidden injuries within his body, left behind from years of overdrawing his life and forcibly using the Great Sumeru Hammer, melted away as quickly as snow under the scorching sun.

A soul power fluctuation of extreme intensity erupted from Tang Hao's body, shooting straight into the clouds!

"Roar--!"

Tang Hao could not help but let out a long howl; the sound was like thunder, shaking the surrounding mountain rocks until they tumbled down.

He stood up abruptly from his wheelchair!

Both feet planted on the ground, steady as Mount Tai.

With a swing of his arms, he was filled with a sense of explosive power.

The Clear Sky Douluo who once hammered the Pope Palace and made the Martial Soul Hall tremble in fear had returned!

And he was in his prime, a peak Tang Hao unburdened by any pain or injury!

Above the firmament, the golden light cascaded like a waterfall.

The Clear Sky Sect grounds fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone's gaze was frozen on those God's Gift pillars descending from the sky, their breathing forgotten.

The Clear Sky Hammer in Tang Xiao's hand had undergone a radical transformation.

The originally pitch-black, heavy hammer body now flowed with a chaotic-colored halo, and the intricate patterns on the hammerhead seemed to come alive, each flicker causing the surrounding space to slightly collapse.

That was not the pressure of soul power, but the pure weight and majesty belonging to the Tool Martial Soul itself.

Primordial Chaos Hammer!

Tang Xiao felt an unprecedentedly powerful force filling his entire body, even having the illusion that with a single strike of this hammer, he could smash a hole in the sky.

But what made people's hearts tremble even more was Tang Hao.

Wrapped in golden light, this former Clear Sky Douluo was undergoing a rebirth.

Granulations of flesh squirmed frantically, and bones crackled.

From those empty sleeves, brand-new arms grew out at an astonishing speed; the skin was as fresh as a newborn's, yet it contained explosive power.

Where his legs had been severed, meridians were reconnected and flesh was recast.

Even his aged, decadent face was smoothed of wrinkles under the nourishment of the golden light, his white hair turning black, returning to the spirited, prime-of-life appearance he had in the past.

A moment later, the radiance dissipated.

Tang Hao snapped his eyes open, two beams of sharp light shooting out like lightning.

He took a deep breath, his feet planted firmly on the earth, feeling a long-lost sense of stability.

There was no support, no trembling.

He stood steadily, his spine straight as a spear piercing the firmament.

The hidden injuries that had once caused him agonizing pain were now completely gone.

His soul power surged like a river, even more refined than it had been at his peak years ago.

"Is this... God's Gift?"

Tang Xiao's voice trembled as he looked at the hammer in his own hand, then at his brother, who seemed reborn.

It was too surreal.

Could a mere ranking truly bestow such heaven-defying rewards?

What kind of magnificent existence was this Sky Curtain?

"Big Brother."

Tang Hao clenched his rejuvenated fist, feeling the sensation at his fingertips, his voice raspy yet filled with power:

"It is real."

"This Golden Ranking is real!"

"Since the rewards are real, then Clear Sky Sect being ranked sixth is also real."

At this moment, the elders and disciples of the Clear Sky Sect, who had previously clamored about unfairness and questioned the authenticity of the list, all fell silent.

No one dared to utter a word of doubt.

On the contrary, a fanatical atmosphere began to spread through the crowd.

Sixth place already yielded such rewards.

If they could enter the top three, or even reach the summit, what kind of scene would that be?

Godwind City, behind the City Lord's Mansion.

Venti was still lying on the grass, a freshly opened bottle of apple cider in his hand.

He raised the bottle, waving it toward the Golden Ranking in the sky as if offering a toast from afar.

"A grand gesture indeed."

"To be able to perform something like limb regeneration so casually—it seems the power behind this is even more interesting than I imagined."

He tilted his head back and took a swig, the crisp liquid sliding down his throat and bringing a refreshing chill.

Just then, light footsteps approached from behind.

Although they were intentionally softened, how could they escape the ears of the wind?

Venti did not turn around, simply asking lazily:

"Bai Chenxiang, such a hurried pace is not like your usual style."

The person who arrived was none other than Bai Chenxiang.

She wore a light purple martial outfit that perfectly hugged her exquisite figure, and the pair of translucent wings on her back were not retracted, clearly indicating she had rushed here at full speed.

Hearing Venti's voice, Bai Chenxiang's somewhat anxious face instantly flushed with a rosy hue.

She stopped beside Venti, looking at the youth lying on the grass with no airs of a City Lord, her eyes filled with unconcealable admiration.

Even after all these years, her master was still so handsome.

That casual, free-spirited temperament was like the wind that could never be caught—mesmerizing, yet leaving one feeling anxious and insecure.

"Master..."

Bai Chenxiang called out softly, her voice sweet and tinged with the shyness of a young girl.

She crouched down and reached out with slender fingers, gently helping Venti straighten his collar, which had been ruffled by the breeze.

Her fingertips brushed against the skin of Venti's neck, causing her heart to skip a beat.

"Alright, stop fussing."

Venti laughed and sat up, setting the half-empty bottle aside, his emerald eyes looking at Bai Chenxiang with a smile:

"Speak, what has happened?"