Watching Xiao Yan charge toward him with the Heavy Xuan Ruler in hand, Tang Hao raised his head grimly and snapped, "Unfilial son! Are you trying to kill your father?"
Then Tang Hao sprang to his feet. Driven by his killing intent, the soul power within him surged wildly, and nine soul rings rose around his body: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, and red.
"Clear Sky Hammer, appear!"
As his words fell, a massive dark-red hammer appeared in Tang Hao's hand. He strode forward and swung the Clear Sky Hammer like a whirlwind, sending cracks spreading across the ground from his left foot.
Tang Hao extended his hammer-wielding arm behind him, every muscle in his body tensing in an instant. Intense black light fused him and the hammer into one. He raised his left heel until only his toes supported him against the ground, and the fabric around his left calf burst apart, revealing muscles harder than granite.
"Sky-Piercing Strike!"
The next instant, the Clear Sky Hammer swung out without a sound.
The dark-red Clear Sky Hammer rapidly grew larger in Xiao Yan's eyes, but his expression barely changed. A cold smile curled his lips.
Bang!
With a low thud, a pair of Ice and Fire Bone Wings more than ten feet wide suddenly extended from Xiao Yan's back. They gave a slight flap, and fierce winds and muffled thunder sounded together.
At that very moment, Xiao Yan's figure turned illusory.
The dark-red Clear Sky Hammer smashed down furiously, only to pass straight through Xiao Yan's head just before it struck.
"An afterimage?" Tang Hao snorted. Just as the Clear Sky Hammer touched Xiao Yan's afterimage, killing intent erupted from it, shattering the image into nothingness. He then looked up into the sky and said flatly, "Little