Slapping Tang Hao Away

Sensing Ao Tian's aura become even more terrifying, Tang Hao was utterly shocked.

Soul Power coursed rapidly through his body, and only then did he withstand the dreadful pressure bearing down on him.

He said in a low voice, "No Soul Master who discovers a transformed Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast would remain unmoved."

"You've already become a Titled Douluo. If I'm not mistaken, either you covet her Soul Bone, or you want to imprison her and save her Soul Ring for someone else to absorb in the future," Ao Tian said.

Tang Hao sneered. "Aren't you thinking the same way? Who wouldn't want a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring and Soul Bone within easy reach?"

"Not every Soul Beast harbors the intent to harm people. Must they all be exterminated?" Ao Tian asked.

"Soul Masters kill Soul Beasts and absorb their Soul Rings and Soul Bones. It is only natural; it has always been this way since ancient times. What's wrong with that?" Tang Hao retorted.

"Well said." Ao Tian clapped, mocking him. "If I remember correctly, Spirit Hall's Pope hunted you down a few years ago because of your Soul Beast wife. Your own wife was a Soul Beast, yet you claim that Soul Masters killing Soul Beasts is only natural. How laughable."

Tang Hao's expression changed, turning grim as he roared, "Ah Yin wasn't a Soul Beast. In my eyes, she was a true human. She was kind, beautiful, and virtuous. Everyone in Spirit Hall deserves to die!"

"As for whether other Soul Beasts live or die, what does that have to do with me?"

If Tang San, rather than me, had become friends with Xiao Wu from the start, I'm afraid you wouldn't think that way, Ao Tian thought.

Tang Hao's aura surged, his robes fluttering wildly. The hood over his head was thrown back, revealing his grim face.

"Dragon Ancestor, since you have also set your sights on that Soul Beast, a battle between us is unavoidable. If I lose, I will never set foot in Nuoding Academy again. If you lose, I'll take that Soul Beast away. What do you say?"

"Fine," Ao Tian agreed.

Tang Hao nodded. With a thought, he summoned his Clear Sky Hammer.

An enormous black hammer appeared behind him, floating in midair.

Complex patterns covered both ends of the black hammer, radiating a terrifying aura of slaughter.

Soul Rings rose one after another from beneath his feet. With each Soul Ring that appeared, Tang Hao's aura grew more powerful.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!

Tang Hao's final Soul Ring was astonishingly a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring.

His aura reached its peak, and terrifying light burst from his eyes as they opened and closed.

Tang Hao's gaze was like lightning as he fixed it on Ao Tian. "Tang Hao, Martial Soul: Clear Sky Hammer. Level Ninety-five Assault System Titled Douluo. Please enlighten me!"

"Dragon Ancestor, Martial Soul: Golden Dragon. Make your move." Even in the face of Tang Hao's overwhelming aura, Ao Tian remained Calm and Unconcerned.

Tang Hao frowned. "Where is your Martial Soul?"

Ao Tian replied calmly, "You aren't worthy of making me use my Martial Soul."

"Arrogant!" Tang Hao flew into a rage, believing that Ao Tian was completely humiliating him.

"Then let me show you whether I'm truly arrogant." Ao Tian chuckled, raised his right hand, and fiercely clenched his five fingers together.

Rumble—

The ground shook as five incomparably massive stone pillars suddenly burst from the earth around Tang Hao. Like Ao Tian's five fingers, they closed in on Tang Hao at tremendous speed.

How was this possible?!

Tang Hao was horrified. Without even using a Soul Ring, this young man called Dragon Ancestor could launch such an attack out of thin air. Was he even human?

Though deeply shaken, Tang Hao had abundant combat experience and reacted at once.

The five stone pillars bent like fingers, trapping Tang Hao within a cage in the blink of an eye.

Tang Hao wildly swung his Clear Sky Hammer, smashing it against the surrounding stone walls.

Yet although the cage shook, it was not shattered by his Clear Sky Hammer.

Tang Hao grew increasingly stunned. With a mere movement of his fingers, his opponent had trapped him here. Such a method was simply beyond the capabilities of mortals.

The Clear Sky Hammer's technique suddenly changed as the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer unfolded, blow after blow striking the stone walls.

Tang Hao's Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer had already reached the realm of mastery. In the blink of an eye, he had swung more than a dozen times, its power rising sharply.

From the outside, the cage formed by the five stone pillars looked like a gigantic cocoon, shaking violently as thunderous booms rang out without pause.

Ao Tian swept out a hand, and Divine Power formed a transparent barrier within a radius of a thousand meters.

The sounds, like muffled thunder exploding, were completely sealed within the barrier.

No one outside the barrier could sense the fluctuations from the battle inside.

Ao Tian could clearly see Tang Hao inside the cage. The power of the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer increased at an astonishing rate. Within a few breaths, Tang Hao had already swung seventy-two times.

Cracks gradually appeared across the stone walls of the cage, growing denser and denser like spiderwebs.

Ao Tian nodded. "Mm, not bad. You still have some strength. The Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer truly deserves its reputation as a Soul Skill capable of threatening gods."

Just as this thought crossed his mind, the crude cage he had created with a single thought was shattered by Tang Hao.

"Dragon Ancestor, take this hammer strike!" Tang Hao's aura turned incomparably violent. He stomped his feet and launched himself toward Ao Tian, wielding his Clear Sky Hammer.

The Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer had already reached its seventy-sixth strike. Tang Hao firmly believed that even a Level Ninety-nine Titled Douluo would not dare take his seventy-sixth strike lightly.

At this moment, he no longer held the slightest contempt for Ao Tian.

His opponent's methods were unfathomable enough to force him to go all out.

With a single leap, Tang Hao crossed more than fifty meters. The massive black hammer in his hand came crashing down toward Ao Tian's head.

Ao Tian did not react at all, allowing Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer to strike his head.

With a clang, the domineering Clear Sky Hammer seemed to have struck a piece of Immortal Gold, failing to inflict even the slightest damage upon it.

Before Tang Hao's shocked eyes, the Clear Sky Hammer rebounded high into the air. The immense recoil numbed both of Tang Hao's hands, and the hammer nearly flew from his grip.

"Your strength is decent. You can barely give me a massage." Ao Tian grinned.

Tang Hao was so startled by those words that his heart nearly leaped from his chest.

He spun his body, dispersing the tremendous recoil and transforming it into the power for his next strike, once again smashing toward Ao Tian's head.

Sounds like the ringing of a Yellow Bell Great Bell echoed continuously throughout the thousand-meter area.

In the end, Tang Hao's stunned heart had nearly gone numb.

He even began to doubt himself. Perhaps he was hallucinating, and there was no opponent called Dragon Ancestor at all. Perhaps everything was merely an illusion.

But then he reconsidered. His Mental Power was already immensely powerful, so how could he possibly hallucinate?

On the eightieth strike, the intricate patterns on the Clear Sky Hammer lit up. It was the Divine Slaughter's Domain attached to it.

The Divine Slaughter's Domain was unleashed. Tang Hao's strength increased while his enemy's strength was suppressed.

A chilling killing intent spread outward.

"You're too weak." Ao Tian had already lost interest.

Tang Hao, the legendary figure of Douluo Continent, was nothing more than this.

Facing this strike, he finally made his move.

As the Clear Sky Hammer descended, he lightly waved his right hand and slapped the hammerhead.

Tang Hao's earth-shattering blow was sent flying, man and hammer alike, with Ao Tian's casual slap.