Qian Xunji, Do I Need to Avoid Your Edge?!

But who was Tang Hao?!

He was the youngest son of the Clear Sky Sect's leader among the Upper Three Sects, the first person on the entire continent to reach the Titled Douluo rank at such a young age. If not for the hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring and Soul Bone, he would have broken through to become a level 91 Titled Douluo long ago!

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

Wasn't it just five levels more Soul Power? Wasn't it just an additional Soul Ring close to a hundred thousand years old?

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 painstaking effort he had deliberately invested over these years would be wasted!

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

"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar!"

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

"Hmph! Overestimating yourself!" Qian Xunji snorted coldly.

A difference of five Soul Power levels was simply not a gap he could bridge!

Among Titled Douluo, each step was a vast chasm!

Only when Tang Hao activated his Martial Soul Avatar to face Qian Xunji's ninth Soul Skill did he realize how laughable his earlier 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!

"Death God Domain, activate!"

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

Though activating the Death God Domain weakened Qian Xunji, Tang Hao could still clearly sense the gulf-like difference 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 power hammer strike by hammer strike!

"Ring Detonation!"

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black—eight Soul Rings emerged beneath his feet. Beginning 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 explosion of eight Soul Rings flooded Tang Hao's body, making him feel his Soul Power surge rapidly.

But the backlash brought by Ring Detonation was also extremely severe.

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

If he could not heavily injure or kill Qian Xunji, then 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 at Qian Xunji.

Qian Xunji sensed the suddenly increased power. Though it was formidable, it was far less solid than the Soul Power he had cultivated himself. At most, it meant he would need to use his ninth Soul Skill one more time.

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

Although they did not believe that the power Tang Hao had stacked without even possessing a ninth Soul Ring could compare to the Pope's, it was better to be safe than sorry.

"Bipolar Stillness Domain!"

Yue Guan and Ghost 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 a balance in an instant, intertwining with each other as the eighteen Soul Rings beneath their feet continuously cycled and alternated.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

A sound like the slow ticking of a clock hand rang out from nowhere. Black-and-white light immediately halted every conflict within the area.

The entire space fell into deathly silence.

Only Qian Xunji remained completely 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!

After all, although Tang Hao now possessed level 90 Soul Power, there was still an essential gap between him and a Titled Douluo.

Even under the Bipolar Stillness Domain, Ah Yin's strength could not help Tang Hao. Relying on Blue Silver Grass's terrifying adaptability, she could only barely manage to speak.

"Sacrifice!"

Terrifying, berserk energy surged from Ah Yin's body.

The sacrificial radiance unique to a hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast instantly appeared within the black-and-white domain, its blood-red light exceptionally dazzling!

Supported by that immense power, Ah Yin finally barely broke free of the Bipolar Stillness Domain's restraints. Her body gradually began to dissipate, her soul leaving its shell as she approached Tang Hao step by step. Her hand gently brushed over the face that had accompanied her these past years, and she softly kissed his cheek as tears slid down her face.

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

As her body vanished, Ah Yin used her soul as the guide to pour the remaining energy into the leg bone, forming the hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone.

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

The blood-red radiance 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 viciously toward [Angel Judgment].

A thunderous explosion rang out, and a figure was sent flying backward at incredible speed, instantly crashing into the mountainside.

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

"Tang Hao, it's time to end this boring and ridiculous battle." Qian Xunji raised his hand again. Powerful Soul Power condensed, 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 emerged from the Angel Holy Sword as immense energy continued to gather, ready to slash out at any moment.

"Brother Hao!"

Seeing Tang Hao get blasted away immediately after becoming 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 injured by the Soul Skills of Snake Spear and Ci Xue. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and there was a hole in his chest.

The poison carried by 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 still dare let yourself be distracted while fighting the two of us!" Snake Spear pointed his spear at Tang Xiao, who lay on the ground.

Ci Xue pinched a pufferfish venom spike between his fingers and leered at Tang Xiao. "Today, both you brothers will leave your lives here. The twin stars of the Clear Sky Sect?"