Clear Sky Hammer, Chaotic Wind

In the endless mountain forest, Qian Xunji led Ju and Gui, the two Titled Douluo, along with a large contingent from Spirit Hall, in pursuit of Tang Hao, who had just broken through to level ninety, and Ah Yin, who was about to give birth.

High in the sky, the Angel martial soul avatar shone brilliantly. The powerful Angel Domain blanketed the heavens, and overbearing sacred power kept descending, continuously weakening the enemies within the domain.

"A peerless battle-soul hammer, the towering Clear Sky Clan..."

"Tang Hao, Spirit Hall has no intention of making an enemy of the Clear Sky Clan. Hand her over, and I'll spare your life!"

Blood-red light coiled around Tang Hao. The Angel Domain was certainly powerful, but the Deathgod Domain was no weaker, and with the Blue Silver Domain of the Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin maneuvering beside him as well, even while facing the pursuit of a vast force from Spirit Hall, he still had the strength to fight.

At this moment, Ah Yin had already reached the time of delivery, and Tang Hao stood in front of Qian Xunji and the others.

His gaze was resolute.

"If you want to hurt her, step over my corpse first..."

"Clear Sky Hammer, Disorder Splitting Wind!"

The hundred-meter-tall true body of the giant Clear Sky Hammer crashed down fiercely toward the Angel avatar high in the sky.

Rumble!

The massive explosion shook the land in every direction, startling the surrounding soul beasts into fleeing in panic.

"No! Third Sister! Don't!"

Before long, as a dazzling blood-red light shot into the sky, Tang Hao's grief-stricken roar came from within it.

"AAAAAAH!"

"Qian Xunji, die! Great Sumeru Hammer—Nine Rings Detonate Together!"

Tang Hao glared with blood-red eyes, holding a completely motionless child in his arms, nine soul rings revolving around him.

Immediately afterward, surging soul power erupted explosively from within the nine great soul rings, which then turned dim. Vast soul power was wrung out of the nine rings and poured entirely into the true body of the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang Hao's hand, making the Clear Sky Hammer grow incomparably massive, its head wreathed in pitch-black soul power that seemed almost solid.

Tang Hao roared, veins bulging across his hands as he hurled the giant Clear Sky Hammer true body with all his might, smashing it toward Qian Xunji.

Qian Xunji shouted angrily and tried to block it by force, but the Clear Sky Hammer true body crushed through all his defensive soul skills as if smashing rotten wood. Every bone in his body shattered, and he spat blood as he was sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground like a ragged cloth doll.

"Your Holiness!"

Seeing this, Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, and the other Spirit Hall soul masters were all frantic. They shouted one after another and hurried toward Qian Xunji.

"Qian Xunji!"

At this moment, Tang Hao, already sunk into madness, charged toward Qian Xunji right after him.

Seeing this, Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, and the others were terrified. Tang Hao's strength had surged, and they simply could not stop him, let alone protect Qian Xunji, who had already been severely injured.

None of them dared imagine what kind of punishment they would face if Qian Xunji died at Tang Hao's hands.

Boom!!!

Just then, above that utterly unremarkable stretch of forest in the distance, an empty void suddenly appeared out of thin air, and a bowl-shaped curtain of golden light, inverted like a dome, abruptly emerged.

It was flat below and rounded above, covering an area of roughly a dozen zhang.

A stifling aura quietly spread out, causing both sides in the great battle to freeze abruptly.

An indistinct pressure emanated from within the space, making the soul power inside Qian Xunji, Tang Hao, and the others become obstructed at that moment.

"This is... what...?"

Everyone's expressions changed drastically. This situation had already exceeded the limits of their understanding.

Only the gravely injured Qian Xunji's exhausted eyes changed quietly.

They shifted again and again.

He had once seen a similar spatial secret realm.

The pressure it emitted had been just like this.

It left one unable to muster the slightest thought of resistance.

Tang Hao's eyes shifted rapidly. He lowered his head and glanced at the child in his arms, who had already started breathing, then looked unwillingly at Qian Xunji and the others before seizing the chance to rise into the air and flee swiftly.

"Your Holiness!"

After seeing Tang Hao escape, Chrysanthemum Douluo and the others let out a breath of relief and quickly reached the heavily injured Qian Xunji's side.

"Where is that old thing Mu Chen? Hurry up and get over here to treat His Holiness!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo shouted anxiously, and immediately afterward, an old man emanating an aura of life ran out from the forest behind them.

"Ju Hua Guan, you youngsters really don't know how to show any consideration for an old man."

Chrysanthemum Douluo had cultivated to become a Titled Douluo and was already an old man in his seventies, yet before Mu Chen, he seemed like a youngster.

The old man had a head of white hair, and his face was full of wrinkles. Only his pair of eyes were frighteningly bright.

No one knew exactly how old Mu Chen was anymore. They only knew that he had been a soul master active during Qian Daoliu's era.

He was Spirit Hall's foremost healing-type soul master.

A level seventy-nine healing-type Soul Sage.

Ordinarily, even Qian Xunji had to show him some courtesy when they met.

"Elder Mu, I was just anxious."

Mu Chen did not take offense. He pointed with his palm, and a green ancient tree immediately rose behind him. A refreshing aura of life spilled over everyone, healing the injuries left in their bodies after the great battle.

Before long, Mu Chen withdrew his martial soul, and Qian Xunji, who had been gravely wounded, visibly recovered a great deal as well.

"Thank you, Elder Mu."

Qian Xunji could already stand. His expression eased slightly as he looked at Mu Chen.

"Your Holiness, your injuries are easy to treat, but the murderous aura of the Deathgod Domain inside your body is not something this old man can remove. You should return to Spirit Hall at once and ask the Grand Worship to take action, so as to avoid causing deeper injuries."

Mu Chen nodded and spoke with a grave expression.

Qian Xunji could sense the state of his own body as well. After nodding, he lifted his head to glance at the unknown space in the void, then said in a low voice, "Once we investigate this space, we will set out for Spirit Hall immediately."

Seeing the resolve in Qian Xunji's eyes, Chrysanthemum Douluo and the others immediately swallowed the words they had meant to say.

They knew what kind of personality he had, and they also knew that once he made up his mind, no amount of persuasion would be of any use.

After making some preparations, Qian Xunji brought only Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, and five agility-type Soul Sages into the space. The others remained outside to receive them if needed.

After entering the space, Qian Xunji and the others felt their vision blur.

The lush forest vanished in an instant, replaced by a desolate plain.

The plain was covered in crimson sand and soil, looking as though it had been soaked in blood.

Seeing that there was no danger, the group breathed a sigh of relief and began to boldly investigate the surroundings.

Gazing into the distance, they saw that at the center of the plain stood an ancient stone altar over a hundred zhang tall. A faint, almost imperceptible majesty spread out from the altar.

"What terrifying pressure..."

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo exchanged a glance, each seeing shock in the other's eyes.

This pressure was more than a hundred times stronger than what they had felt outside the space.

"That's..."

After entering, Qian Xunji's gaze had locked straight onto the giant stone altar. At the center of the altar was a stone platform of gold and purple, and on top of it, a soft, pink-skinned infant lay quietly within.