Qian Xunji's Severe Injuries

"I see your reputation may be impressive, but it was all blown out of proportion. Your strength is nothing special."

Ci Xue injected the poison from his first soul skill into Tang Xiao's body, instantly worsening the toxins within him. However, without Qian Xunji's orders, he still did not dare kill Tang Xiao outright.

After all, Tang Xiao was the son of the Clear Sky Sect's sect master. Killing him directly would affect the relationship between Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect.

Though that relationship was not much to speak of anyway.

"You really are useless."

Half-conscious, Tang Hao heard someone speaking beside his ear. The voice carried an icy chill and looked down completely on him, one of the so-called Clear Sky Sect Twin Stars, without concealing its disdain in the slightest.

"You got a 100,000-year soul ring, yet you still couldn't take down that piece of trash. What use are you?"

Though Tang Hao was on the verge of unconsciousness, such insults still filled his heart with intense indignation.

From this person's tone, the level-95 Titled Douluo Qian Xunji seemed like nothing more than trash.

And Tang Hao, who had been severely wounded by Qian Xunji in a single move, was not even as good as trash?

His anger flared, but faced with this person who had appeared from nowhere and could even enter his mind, Tang Hao did not dare show the slightest arrogance.

Most importantly, he did not want to die yet!

He was still young. He had only just become a Titled Douluo, and possessed the 100,000-year soul ring that countless others dreamed of. He still had plenty of time to enjoy and squander his glorious future.

Dying like this would be far too much of a loss!

He could not die!

"Senior, if you can save me, the Clear Sky Sect will surely repay you handsomely!"

"I, Tang Hao, am also willing to become your most loyal dog."

Tang Hao first invoked his status, hoping the other party would be wary. Then he offered himself as bargaining capital, placing his own life on the line. He refused to believe that the favor of such a young Titled Douluo would not be worth the other party's intervention.

God Realm.

The Asura God sat upon his lofty Asura Throne, propping up his chin with one hand as he watched Tang Hao's little schemes through the light screen. He found them utterly laughable.

The Clear Sky Sect?

What was that supposed to be?

Then he shifted his gaze to Tang San, lying in the swaddling clothes on the ground.

From beginning to end, the infant within the swaddling clothes had remained exceptionally calm. Not the slightest panic or fear spread through him. He seemed like an unusually perceptive child, capable of sensing within the other's soul an aura similar to his own.

"Interesting."

Tang Hao, still within the mountain, received no response for a long time. Just as he was about to speak again, he suddenly felt that his body was no longer under his control.

He could only watch as his body rose from the ruins. Faint reddish blood-colored patterns appeared on the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, and its aura became even more powerful.

Rather than delighting him, this change filled his heart with boundless terror.

He was now like a mere spectator, able only to watch his body be manipulated like a puppet in someone else's palm.

Something so far beyond his understanding terrified him beyond measure.

"Trash, watch closely. This hammer, fit only for blacksmithing, is used like this."

The Asura God King controlled Tang Hao's body as it walked out. The Death God Domain spread out, but instead of expanding into the surroundings, it was continuously compressed and fused into the Clear Sky Hammer, coating the entire weapon in an incomparably dazzling blood-red glow.

The possessed "Tang Hao" stomped on the ground, his entire figure shooting into the air. Without a word, the Clear Sky Hammer, infused with the compressed Death God Domain, smashed directly toward Qian Xunji's face.

The moment "Tang Hao" appeared, Qian Xunji immediately sensed that something was wrong. Though he reacted within an extremely short time—

He was still smashed straight into the ground by that hammer, which used only a basic move and carried no additional Soul Power.

Watching as a spectator, Tang Hao saw this senior's terrifying strength. With just a simple swing of the hammer, he had beaten Qian Xunji until he could not resist at all. Was this really the Qian Xunji who had previously made Tang Hao feel as though he faced a great enemy?

Why did it feel like he was hammering a three-year-old child?

If Soul Power were added to the hammer, would it not directly smash the Pope to death?!

As Tang Hao was thinking this, he saw the possessed body suddenly land on the ground, its expression dark and uncertain.

"Senior, what is it?"

"With your frail, worthless body, I really don't know what the hell you do all day!" The Asura God King's face turned livid.

He could not understand how this fellow could be called a genius. What kind of bullshit genius was he?

With only a trace of divine power supporting him, he had used a single simple attack, and this body was already on the verge of collapse. If he truly continued fighting, this body would explode before he could even take away the infant still in the swaddling clothes.

He had originally intended for that soul beast to carefully raise the infant in the swaddling clothes, yet she had been schemed into sacrificing herself by this complete idiot!

She truly deserved to die!

Ghost and Yue Guan swiftly stepped forward to guard the edge of the crater. Their eighteen soul rings overlapped, faintly suggesting that they were preparing to activate their domain once more.

The Asura-possessed "Tang Hao" directly controlled the body, raising a hand to take Tang San from the swaddling clothes, along with the Blue Silver Emperor Life Seed and the Blue Silver Emperor's 100,000-Year Right Leg Bone that had fallen to the ground. He transformed into a red light and swiftly vanished from the spot.

Meanwhile, the heavily injured Qian Xunji lay in the crater, feeling that he had lost all face.

He had been severely wounded by someone who had not even been a Titled Douluo for half a day!

It would have been one thing if Tang Hao had used his ninth soul skill, but the key was that the other party had used only one hammer strike to beat him until he lost the ability to fight!

"Seventh Soul Skill, Golden Auspicious Holy Light."

The healing Soul Emperor hurried forward. A faint green ball of light emerged in his hand—it was his Martial Soul. Seven soul rings, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, rose beneath his feet, and the seventh soul ring erupted with light.

The green sphere shone with a golden radiance as it continuously poured into Qian Xunji's body, frantically repairing his internal injuries.

"Go!"

Yue Guan carried Qian Xunji on his back while Ghost took the healing Soul Emperor, and they hurried toward Spirit City.

The sky had long since darkened.

Yue Guan and Ghost returned to Pope Hall with the two of them. Just as they were about to summon the healing Soul Douluo, they found Qian Chenzhou and Bibi Dong sitting there quietly. The healing Soul Douluos behind them had already arrived, as if Qian Chenzhou had long known this would happen.

The five healing Soul Douluos' expressions shifted slightly when they saw that Qian Xunji had been severely injured.

In their eyes, Spirit Hall was now exceptionally powerful. Moreover, the Pope was a level-95 Titled Douluo. With such strength, what force would be blind enough to openly oppose Spirit Hall?

That would be courting death!

Yet Qian Xunji's severe injuries were right before their eyes, undeniable.

They did not dare ask questions. They could only step forward and frantically use their soul skills to heal him.