Tang Hao VS Feng Baobao

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(Third update)

"Can Spirit Hall be eaten?"

Feng Baobao's cool voice echoed through the desolate night.

Tang Hao's expression did not change. He merely tightened his grip on the Clear Sky Hammer, forcibly suppressing the urge to smash the person before him to death with a single blow.

There was simply no way to tell from Feng Baobao's blank face whether she was lying or truly did not know of Spirit Hall's existence.

However, Tang Hao clearly leaned toward the former.

After all, Spirit Hall was vast and powerful. Anyone living on Douluo Continent knew of it.

Tang Hao obviously believed Feng Baobao was toying with him.

"What, are Spirit Hall's people too afraid to admit their identities now?"

The nine Soul Rings around Tang Hao's body glimmered with faint light. He seemed like a savage beast that had torn off its disguise, an imposing aura as majestic as a mountain surging fiercely from him.

A violent wind rose from the ground, shaking the surrounding trees and sending leaves fluttering down.

The birds, beasts, and insects dwelling in the forest were especially sensitive to powerful auras. Before long, the sounds of flapping wings rang out as birds frantically flew away from Tang Hao, as though lingering in the woods for even one more second would bring disaster.

Unlike low- and mid-level Spirit Masters, the gap between high-level Spirit Masters became significant after Level Sixty. Even a difference of one rank could result in a considerable disparity in strength. At the Titled Douluo level, every single rank created an enormous gap.

Aside from rank, the innate strength of one's Martial Soul and the acquired development of one's Soul Rings also determined the difference in strength between Spirit Masters of the same level.

As a genius of the Clear Sky Sect,