Qian Xunji, I Need to Avoid Your Edge?!

But who was Tang Hao?!

He was the youngest son of the leader of the Upper Three Sects, the first person on the entire continent to reach the rank of Titled Douluo at such a young age. If not for the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring and Soul Bone, he would have broken through to level 91 as a Titled Douluo long ago!

The Clear Sky Hammer called itself the number one tool Martial Soul in the world, fostering an air of arrogance among the Clear Sky Sect's disciples, and Tang Hao was even more so!

Wasn't it merely five levels more Soul Power? Wasn't it merely one additional Soul Ring close to a hundred thousand years?

He, Tang Hao—what did he have to fear?!

His Dao heart could not shatter!

The Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring and Soul Bone could not be taken by Spirit Hall!

Otherwise, all the effort he had deliberately invested over the years would be wasted!

"Qian Xunji, I need to avoid your edge?!" Tang Hao roared. The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand expanded without limit, as though it were bolstering his own courage.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar!"

An enormous Clear Sky Hammer appeared behind Tang Hao. Tang Hao's phantom condensed in midair, tightly gripping the Clear Sky Hammer, his opened eyes filled with killing intent and an unyielding spirit!

"Hmph! You overestimate yourself!" Qian Xunji snorted coldly.

The difference of five levels of Soul Power was not a gap Tang Hao could possibly erase!

Among Titled Douluo, every step was a chasm!

Only when Tang Hao activated his Martial Soul Avatar to face Qian Xunji's ninth Soul Skill did he realize how laughable his previous bravado had been, but he would never give up.

How many Titled Douluo had a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring as their ninth Soul Ring?

The opportunity was right before him. He absolutely could not give up!

"Divine Slaughter's Domain, activate!"

Centered on Tang Hao, a blood-red killing mist spread dozens of meters outward. The incomparably dense killing intent immediately engulfed the surrounding area, affecting the disparity in strength between both sides.

Though activating Divine Slaughter's Domain weakened Qian Xunji, Tang Hao could still clearly sense the gulf between them.

Not enough!

Tang Hao knew he still needed more power, not the stacked power of the Chaotic Wind-Splitting Hammer Technique.

Qian Xunji would never give him time to stack his strength hammer strike by hammer strike!

"Ring Detonation!"

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black—eight Soul Rings emerged beneath his feet. Starting with the yellow Soul Rings, they lit up and exploded with a boom. Then came the thousand-year purple Soul Rings, and finally, the eighth Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring exploded.

The terrifying power released by the eight exploding Soul Rings flooded Tang Hao's body, making him feel his Soul Power surge rapidly.

But the backlash brought by Ring Detonation was also immense.

He could clearly feel that this power did not belong to him. He was merely borrowing it, and he only had one chance to strike.

If he could not severely injure or kill Qian Xunji, only death awaited him!

"Great Sumeru Hammer!"

"Qian Xunji, die!"

In his Martial Soul Avatar state, Tang Hao wielded the Clear Sky Hammer and unleashed the Great Sumeru Hammer after Ring Detonation, charging toward Qian Xunji.

Qian Xunji sensed the sudden increase in power. It was powerful, but far less solid than the Soul Power he had cultivated himself. At most, it merely meant he had to use his ninth Soul Skill one more time.

Seeing that Tang Hao had already gone all out and even brought out the Clear Sky Sect's final trump card, Yue Guan and Gui Mei did not dare delay.

Although they did not believe that Tang Hao, who had yet to obtain a ninth Soul Ring, could compare to the Pope with this accumulated power, it was better to be safe than sorry.

"Bipolar Stillness Domain!"

Yue Guan and Gui Mei pressed their palms together, and eighteen Soul Rings beneath their feet lit up!

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

As the eighteen Soul Rings appeared, the Soul Power between the two reached equilibrium in an extremely short time and intertwined with each other. The eighteen Soul Rings beneath their feet continuously alternated in a cycle.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

A sound like the slow ticking of a clock hand rang out from nowhere. Black-and-white light immediately froze all fighting within the area.

The entire space fell into deathly silence.

Only Qian Xunji remained entirely unaffected, his ninth Soul Skill continuing toward Tang Hao!

"No! Brother Hao!"

Ah Yin held Tang San and watched helplessly as Tang Hao was about to be struck by that ninth Soul Skill!

Tang Hao might now possess level 90 Soul Power, but there was ultimately a fundamental gap between him and a Titled Douluo.

Even within the Bipolar Stillness Domain, Ah Yin could not use her strength to help Tang Hao. Only thanks to Blue Silver Grass's terrifying adaptability could she barely manage to speak.

"Sacrifice!"

Terrifying, violent energy burst from Ah Yin's body.

The sacrificial radiance unique to a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast instantly appeared within the black-and-white domain. That blood-red glow was exceptionally dazzling!

With powerful energy supporting her, Ah Yin finally barely broke free of the Bipolar Stillness Domain's restraints. Her body gradually began to dissipate, and her soul left its shell. Step by step, she approached Tang Hao, her hand gently brushing over the face that had accompanied her these past years. She softly kissed his cheek as tears slid down her face.

"Brother Hao, Ah Yin can't stay with you any longer. Take good care of Xiao San from now on."

As her body vanished, Ah Yin used her soul as the core to pour her remaining energy into the leg bone, designating it as the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Bone, the Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone.

Because Blue Silver Grass possessed both life and flight attributes, it was the safest way for Tang Hao and his son to escape their current predicament!

The blood-red light swiftly entered Tang Hao's body.

With the boost of the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, Tang Hao, trapped within the Bipolar Stillness Domain, immediately broke free of his restraints. His power-stacked Clear Sky Hammer smashed fiercely toward Angel Judgment.

A massive explosion rang out. A figure was sent flying backward at extreme speed and instantly crashed into the mountainside.

Even with the boost of the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, Tang Hao, who had only just obtained it and broken through to level 92, was still no match for Qian Xunji, who had been a Titled Douluo for many years!

"Tang Hao, it's time to end this boring and laughable battle." Qian Xunji raised his hand again. Tyrannical Soul Power gathered, and the ninth Soul Ring behind him glowed once more. "Ninth Soul Skill, Angel Judgment!"

His Martial Soul Avatar had not disappeared. Light once again appeared upon the Angel Holy Sword as immense energy continued to gather, ready to unleash this sword strike at any moment.

"Brother Hao!"

Seeing Tang Hao get blasted away the moment he became a Titled Douluo, Tang Xiao's eyes nearly split with rage. Just as he was about to risk his life to help Tang Hao, he was wounded by the Soul Skills of Snake Lance and Ci Xue. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and there was a hole in his chest.

The poison inherent in Ci Xue's Soul Skill began spreading from the wound to the rest of his body.

"Tang Xiao, you should worry about yourself. With strength like yours, you're facing the two of us and still dare to get distracted!" Snake Lance pointed his spear at Tang Xiao, who lay on the ground.

Ci Xue pinched a pufferfish spine between his fingers and grinned viciously at Tang Xiao. "Today, both you brothers will leave your lives here. The Clear Sky Sect's twin stars?"