Tang Yuan looked up.
The old man studied the newcomer's face, and after a moment, a flash of recognition passed through his eyes.
"You're Tang Li?"
The man's expression froze.
He clearly had not expected Tang Yuan to still recognize him.
"Tang Yuan, I didn't expect you to remember me after all these years."
The next moment, Tang Li's body abruptly swelled.
A massive phantom of the Clear Sky Hammer appeared behind him.
The hammer was black and heavy, its surface covered in ancient patterns.
The long blade in Tang Li's hand dissolved into specks of light.
The Clear Sky Hammer fell into his palm.
"I am a rank seventy-one Soul Saint."
Tang Li looked at the three generations before him.
"Back then, the sect sent me to hunt you down. I searched this area for more than two years."
"You hid yourselves well."
"To find this place, I searched through every mountain forest around Heaven Dou City."
The smile on Tang Yuan's face slowly faded.
"Now that you've found us, what do you intend to do?"
Tang Li raised the Clear Sky Hammer.
"The sect's order is simple."
"Take your lives."
Zhu Zhuqing stood beside Tang Chen, her hand resting at her waist.
The black phantom of the Hell Spirit Cat appeared behind her.
Two Soul Rings rose with it.
Yellow, yellow.
She moved half a step forward.
Tang Chen raised a hand, blocking her.
"Just stand here."
Zhu Zhuqing glanced at him.
"He's a Soul Saint."
"I know."
Tang Chen did not turn around.
"That is why I'm telling you to stand here."
Zhu Zhuqing pressed her lips together and withdrew her Martial Soul.
She did not argue further. She simply stood behind Tang Chen, her gaze fixed on his back.
Tang Li watched this scene, his expression turning even gloomier.
"You're at death's door, yet you still have the leisure to look after others."
"Today, every one of you will die here."
Tang Yuan suddenly laughed.
The old man raised a hand and stroked his beard.
"With you?"
Tang Li's gaze sharpened.
"What are you laughing at?"
"You, a Soul Saint, dare claim you'll take this old man's life?"
Tang Yuan stepped forward.
His wooden staff struck the ground.
A dull boom immediately rang out from the earth.
Vast Soul Power rose from the old man's body.
Tang Li gripped the Clear Sky Hammer, his expression growing darker.
"Tang Yuan, you suffered devastating injuries back then. Your meridians and dantian were completely shattered."
"For more than two years, you've been hiding here, barely clinging to life."
"Did you think I would forget your cultivation?"
"You are nothing more than a cripple who cannot even summon a Martial Soul now."
The smile on Tang Yuan's face deepened.
"Whether this old man is a cripple or not, you'll find out soon enough."
Black light gathered in the old man's palm.
Just as his Martial Soul was about to fully solidify, Tang Chen suddenly spoke.
"Grandfather."
Tang Yuan stopped.
"What is it?"
"Leave him to me."
Tang Yuan turned to look at Tang Chen.
"You want to fight personally?"
"Yes."
Tang Chen stepped forward.
Tang Yuan glanced at Tang Li outside the courtyard.
"He's a Soul Saint."
"You only have three Soul Rings right now."
"I'll just give it a try."
Tang Chen's tone was exceedingly calm.
Tang Yuan was stunned for a moment.
Then, the old man withdrew the Soul Power from his palm.
"Since you want to try, Grandfather will watch from here."
"If you encounter danger, retreat immediately."
"Don't worry."
Tang Chen walked to the center of the courtyard.
His white robes fluttered lightly in the breeze stirred by Soul Power.
He stood before Tang Li, with barely more than ten meters between them.
Tang Li stared at him.
"You want to fight me?"
"Yes."
"You, a three-ring Soul Elder, dare stand before me?"
"I alone am enough."
Tang Li's face darkened.
Ever since becoming a Soul Saint, he had not been looked down upon like this for a long time.
Even against a Soul Douluo, he possessed the strength to fight.
Yet now, a three-ring Soul Master stood before him and said such words.
"Arrogant."
Tang Li raised the Clear Sky Hammer.
"Since you want to die, I'll kill you now!"
As his words fell.
The first Soul Ring beneath his feet suddenly lit up.
Black light erupted across the surface of the Clear Sky Hammer.
Tang Li gripped the hammer's handle with both hands and charged forward.
With every step, a deep footprint was left in the ground.
The Clear Sky Hammer continuously expanded in midair.
The hammer, originally only the height of a person, transformed in the blink of an eye into a massive hammer several meters tall.
Its head blocked out a vast swath of sunlight.
Overwhelming force bore down on Tang Chen.
"First Soul Skill, Clear Sky Shock!"
The massive hammer crashed down from above.
The air in the courtyard was compressed into heavy shockwaves.
The stone bricks around the training ground shattered one after another.
Tang Chen did not retreat.
He raised his right hand.
Purple-black light surged from his palm.
The Destruction Scepter slowly emerged.
The dark purple crystal at the top of the scepter lit up.
A force brimming with destructive intent spread through the surroundings.
Three Soul Rings rose beneath Tang Chen's feet at the same time.
The first black Soul Ring.
The second black Soul Ring.
The third black Soul Ring.
Three Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings revolved around his body.
Tang Li's movements stalled for a moment.
His gaze fell upon the three black Soul Rings.
"Three Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings?"
"How is that possible?"
Tang Chen did not answer.
The first Soul Ring lit up.
Purple-black Soul Power gathered along the Destruction Scepter into his palm.
The power compressed without end.
In an instant, a fist-sized mass of purple-black light appeared in Tang Chen's hand.
Before the surrounding dust could draw near, it was broken apart by the destructive power within.
Tang Chen raised his hand forward.
"First Soul Skill."
"Destruction Judgment."
The purple-black beam shot forth.
The massive Clear Sky Hammer collided head-on with the beam of destruction.
Boom!
The black hammer phantom held on for only a moment.
The purple-black beam pierced through the hammerhead.
The heavy Soul Power rapidly collapsed.
The black light on the Clear Sky Hammer's surface dispersed layer by layer.
At last, the entire phantom hammer shattered on the spot.
Tang Li's body came to an abrupt halt.
The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand trembled violently.
A powerful recoil surged along the handle and into his arms.
Tang Li staggered backward several steps in succession.
The stone bricks beneath his feet cracked apart beneath his tread.
He looked up at Tang Chen, shock appearing on his face for the first time.
His first Soul Skill.
Had actually been shattered head-on by a three-ring Soul Master.
And from beginning to end, Tang Chen had not moved a single step.
Tang Yuan stood behind him, a smile returning to his face.
"Chen's destructive power has grown stronger again."
Zhu Zhuqing looked at Tang Chen, her eyes filled with relief.
She knew Tang Chen was powerful.
But facing a Soul Saint, she still could not completely relax.
Now that she had watched Tang Chen easily shatter his opponent's Soul Skill, the worry in her heart finally vanished completely.
Tang Li lowered his head and glanced at the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand.
The light on the hammer had already dimmed considerably.
"That was only a test."
Tang Li raised his head.
He was unwilling to admit that he had already fallen into a disadvantage.
"Don't think that breaking my first soul skill means you can contend with me."
"The gap between a Soul Saint and a Soul Elder is not something the color of Soul Rings can make up for."
Tang Chen withdrew his hand.
"Whatever other tricks you have, use them all."
The muscles on Tang Li's face twitched.
"Fine."
"I'll show you what a true Clear Sky Hammer is."
The second and third Soul Rings beneath his feet lit up at the same time.
Black Soul Power continuously gathered around the Clear Sky Hammer.
The massive hammer grew larger once more.
This time, several black lightning patterns appeared across the hammerhead's surface.
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