Ring Detonation

"Today..."

Tang Hao suddenly said, "If Xiao San used the Clear Sky Hammer, the outcome still wouldn't be certain."

Dai Chengfeng smiled.

He did not explain or argue back. He merely smiled like that, a glint flashing through his eyes that Tang Hao could not understand.

Tang Hao thought that what Dai Chengfeng had displayed today was his full strength—the terrifying Divine Slaughter's Domain, his self-created "Blood Slaughter of a Hundred Li," his profound understanding and use of the White Tiger Spirit. It was indeed enough to crush his peers, and even defeating a Soul Emperor above his level would be no issue.

But Tang Hao did not know that Dai Chengfeng still had trump cards.

The Soul Skill of his Fifth Spirit Ring, comparable to one from a Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Ring, had not been used today.

His Three-Eyed Golden Lion Second Martial Soul had not been revealed today.

Even if Tang San truly used the Clear Sky Hammer, in Dai Chengfeng's eyes, it would only make victory a little more troublesome.

But there was no need to say any of that.

"Since you're here, senior, are you going to fulfill our agreement?" Dai Chengfeng brought the topic back to business.

Tang Hao looked deeply at him, then suddenly turned. "Follow me."

The two figures moved one after another, flitting over the city wall like ghosts—with their strength, Spirit City's guards might as well not exist.

After leaving the city, Tang Hao's speed abruptly increased. Dai Chengfeng followed behind at an unhurried pace, always maintaining a distance of three zhang.

The two traveled north the entire way, running for a full two hours before arriving at a deserted valley.

Under the moonlight, jagged rocks filled the valley, and a small stream flowed through with a clear, melodious sound.