One Punch Shatters the Avatar

"Teacher, find a way to force out his Martial Soul Avatar!"

Jiang Lan's whisper reached Shui Qinghan's ears, and she immediately understood.

"Alright!" Shui Qinghan had also developed killing intent. Her patience had reached its limit.

Did he really think she had no temper?

"Lan'er, be careful!" After reminding him, Shui Qinghan's Seventh Soul Ring lit up.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar!"

Shui Qinghan transformed into a massive Ice Luan, radiating terrifying might. The chill of Ultimate Ice spread outward, coating the already devastated forest in a layer of frost.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Frost Ice Feathers!"

Hundreds of icy feathers condensed around the Ice Luan. With a flap of her wings, they shot toward the Clear Sky Sect elder like lightning.

"How bold! Second Soul Skill, Heaven-Defying Strike!" Tang Ling sneered as he swung the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, smashing it viciously toward the incoming icy feathers.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The blade-like feathers struck the Clear Sky Hammer with a series of metallic rings, scattering showers of sparks.

In the blink of an eye, a thick layer of ice formed over Tang Ling's Clear Sky Hammer. Bone-piercing cold traveled along the hammer into his hand, while strands of frigid energy seeped into his body, slowing his Soul Power.

"What low temperatures. This bitch isn't simple! Haotian Nine Absolutes, Shock Formula!" Tang Ling roared. The Soul Power within him trembled, forcibly expelling the cold that had invaded his body and shattering the ice coating his Clear Sky Hammer.

The Haotian Nine Absolutes were a sect secret art that only the Clear Sky Sect's core disciples could cultivate.

The Great Sumeru Hammer could only be cultivated by the sect master's bloodline—or rather, by those who inherited the Clear Sky name. It was the sect's most closely guarded secret.

"Haotian