"What did you say? You were the one who crippled Hao's cultivation?" At Xiao Yan's words, Tang Xiao flew into a rage. His cloudy eyes fixed on Xiao Yan, and his vast, unconcealed aura swept toward him like a deluge, instantly engulfing him in immense pressure.
"With your current strength, how could you possibly cripple Hao's cultivation? He's your father. I refuse to believe you'd commit such an outrageous betrayal. I don't know what happened between you two over the years, but what exactly is going on?" Tang Xiao pondered for a moment and glanced at the heavy ruler in Xiao Yan's hand, surprise flashing through his eyes. Hearing the oppressive sound of it tearing through the air, he grew even more certain that the Black Ruler was likely an ultimate Tool Martial Soul, just like the Clear Sky Hammer.
Could the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul really have mutated?
As people watched the two men in the arena, whispers rose from the elevated stands near the Pope's Hall. At the judges' seats, Bibi Dong slowly stood and waved a hand, immediately quieting much of the noise.
"Since the contestants from the Soul Hall and the Clear Sky Sect have both entered the arena, I hereby declare this match officially begun!" Bibi Dong swept her gaze around, and her calm announcement finally arrived amid the anticipation of countless spectators.
As Bibi Dong's voice faded, nine dazzling soul rings spiraled up from beneath Tang Xiao's feet: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black. He slowly raised his right hand, and black light gathered in his palm, forming an enormous Clear Sky Hammer. His final soul ring held a faint hint of red within its blackness.
An exceptionally domineering aura erupted from Tang Xiao's body. It was so powerful that