Killing a Clear Sky Sect Soul Douluo!

"Eighth Soul Skill: Clear Sky Suppresses the Mountain!"

The massive hammer came crashing down, compressing the air into a terrifying shockwave. The turf on the ground was directly peeled away by the blast, revealing the grayish-brown soil beneath.

The force of this strike was enough to flatten a small hill. A Soul Douluo's full-force blow was imposing to the extreme.

But Huang Yun did not remain where he was to take it head-on.

His figure vanished from the spot just before the giant hammer fell, moving so fast that only a golden afterimage remained in the air.

The giant hammer smashed into the ground with a thunderous boom. The entire clearing shook violently, and a deep pit several yards wide was blasted into the earth as rocks and dirt scattered in all directions.

The Clear Sky Sect Soul Douluo's attack missed. Just as he was about to withdraw his momentum and change moves, he suddenly noticed that the sky above had changed color.

Golden-purple lightning poured down from the heavens, blanketing the sky above the entire forest.

Huang Yun floated in midair, his body wrapped in golden-purple lightning. The phantom of the Thunder Kunpeng spread out behind him, its wings blotting out the sky, lightning radiating from its body. The pressure of an ancient divine beast bore down upon the ground below as though it were tangible.

Seven Spirit Rings rose beneath his feet.

Yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, red.

The final blood-red Spirit Ring was especially glaring amid the lightning, radiating the terrifying aura unique to a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

The Clear Sky Sect Soul Douluo's pupils abruptly contracted. His fingers tightened around the Clear Sky Hammer, and a layer of cold sweat seeped from his forehead.

A Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Ring?

This brat was a Seven-Ring