The moment the black hammer phantom rose, the entire Back Mountain of the Royal Academy seemed to be weighed down by a mountain.
The ground cracked.
Trees bent.
The tiles atop the stone pavilion shattered one after another, spraying in every direction.
Tang San stood before Xiao Wu, the front of his robes blown open by the violent Soul Power.
A black Hammer Seal appeared over his heart.
It was the protective seal Tang Hao had left behind.
It was not a complete strike from a Title Douluo.
Yet it carried the incomparably domineering aura of the Clear Sky Hammer.
For someone at Tang San's level, it was already terrifying enough.
Yu Xiaogang was forced back again and again by that aura, his face deathly pale.
"Xiao San, stop!"
Tang San could not hear him.
Or rather, he no longer wanted to.
He only knew one thing now.
Di Yao wanted to take Xiao Wu away.
Then he had to stop Di Yao.
Even if he exposed his trump card.
Even if he made a huge mess of things.
Even if he could never again live peacefully at Heaven Dou Royal Academy from this day onward.
He could not let Di Yao take Xiao Wu away.
Hu Liena stood in front of Di Yao, her Demon Fox Spirit already manifesting.
She could feel the pressure emanating from that Clear Sky Hammer Seal.
It was strong.
So strong that she could not block it alone.
Several Martial Soul Hall Deacons were pressed pale-faced, and even circulating their Soul Power had begun to feel sluggish.
In the distance on the Back Mountain, several powerful figures from the academy had also been alerted.
Gazes turned toward this place one after another.
"What is going on?"
"The Clear Sky Hammer?"
"Tang San?"
"Why would