The next day, as dawn broke and the morning mist had not yet dissipated, the city tower of Jialing Pass was already crowded with people.
Tang Feng atop the city wall, Tang Feng gazed at the blood-soaked land beyond the pass, and made his decision.
We can no longer let our soldiers die in vain.
Tang Feng turned to Marshal Ge Long behind him and said, "Pass down the order: all soldiers are to strictly guard the city gates and moat, and are not allowed to leave the city to engage in battle. Today, they are not needed to charge into battle."
Ge Long was taken aback, then clasped his hands in acceptance of the order.
He understood Tang Feng's meaning: a duel between top-tier combatants was the key to determining victory or defeat.
The morning sun rises from behind the eastern mountain ridge, casting golden rays upon the city walls of Jialing Pass.
Holding the Clear Sky Hammer, Tang Feng walked through the air, step by step toward the front of the two armies.
Behind him, Zhu Zhuqing, Tang Xiao, Tang Lie, Dugu Yan, Tang Jian, Yang Wudi, Dugu Bo... a group of Titled Douluo followed closely behind, their auras heavy and their killing intent chilling.
Within the allied forces, bugles sounded in unison, and banners fluttered in the wind.
Seven hundred thousand troops stood in formation, a dark mass stretching as far as the eye could see. But today, Tang Feng's target was not those soldiers.
He hovered before the two armies, his Clear Sky Hammer pointing diagonally towards the Star Luo Empire. His voice, amplified by his Soul Power, boomed like thunder, clearly reaching everyone's ears. " Tang San! I heard you challenged me yesterday. Do you dare to come out and fight today!"
The battlefield fell silent instantly.
All eyes were fixed on the deep blue figure in the center of the Star Luo Empire Army formation.
Tang San's face was terribly gloomy.
He sat in the commander's seat, his fingers gripping the armrests tightly, his knuckles turning white, but he made no sound.
He dared not fight, nor dared he reply; he simply pretended not to hear.
He was deeply affected by yesterday's battle with Tang Jian and is still struggling with self-doubt.
Not to mention that monster Tang Feng.
Tang San lowered his head, avoiding the gazes directed at him.
Tang Feng waited a moment, and seeing that no one responded from within the Star Luo Empire Formation, he curled his lips slightly and said sneer, "Since you don't dare to fight, then get lost! Don't embarrass yourself here!"
A burst of laughter erupted on the battlefield.
Tang Jian laughed the loudest, pointing in the direction of the Star Luo Empire army formation and saying, "What youngest Titled Douluo? They don't even dare to accept the challenge. Is this the kind of trash the Star Luo Empire sends to fight?"
The taxi drivers from the Star Luo Empire looked at each other, their faces turning pale and then red, wishing they could disappear into the ground.
An aged yet majestic voice resounded from within the Spirit Hall Empire's formation.
Qian Daoliu.
He slowly ascended into the air, and the phantom of Six-Winged Angel appeared behind him, his entire body enveloped in golden light, like a god descending to earth.
His gaze fell coldly on Tang Feng, filled with scrutiny and disdain. "You little brat, don't just rely on your words."
He paused, then continued, "Your ancestor Tang Chen is already dead, yet you still dare to oppose my Spirit Hall Empire? You're simply courting death. If you know what's good for you, surrender now, and I might spare your life."
Tang Feng laughed, "Old fool, I've been wanting to settle accounts with you. You couldn't beat our former sect leader Tang Chen before, and today you're even less of a match for my Clear Sky Hammer."
Qian Daoliu's face darkened. "Hmph, how arrogant! Today I'll see what you're capable of that makes you so ignorant of your own limitations!"
Tang Feng shook his head, a hint of pity in his voice. "Don't say I didn't warn you. You're no match for me. You'd better call Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue along; the three of you together would be more effective."
Qian Daoliu, enraged to the extreme, laughed instead.
He had lived for over a hundred years and seen countless madmen, but he had never seen anyone so arrogant.
Without further ado, he unleashed his full Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, the Angel Holy Sword materialized in his hand, and slashed down at Tang Feng!
Wherever the sword passed, the air was torn apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound.
Instead of retreating, Tang Feng advanced. He swung his 360,000- Clear Sky Hammer with a powerful sweeping motion, meeting the Angel Holy Sword head-on.
clang!!!
A deafening roar echoed across the empty plain.
The shockwave spread in a ring, kicking up dust dozens of feet high. In the distance, taxi drivers were blown about, and even several banners were torn to shreds.
Qian Daoliu's tiger's mouth split open, and blood dripped down the hilt of his sword. His entire right arm was trembling violently, and the Angel Holy Sword almost flew out of his hand.
He staggered back several steps before barely managing to regain his balance, while Tang Feng remained completely still.
Qian Daoliu's pupils suddenly contracted.
How is this possible? How could this young man's power be so terrifying?
His Soul Power was clearly only Level 98, so how could he unleash power comparable to a god?
Tang Feng didn't give him time to think.
Clear Sky Nine Absolutes Techniques struck again and again, each blow causing his blood to surge and forcing him to retreat step by step.
Qian Daoliu's expression grew increasingly grim, and his breathing became erratic.
The battle was almost entirely one-sided.
Within the Spirit Hall Empire's formation, Qian Renxue could no longer remain seated.
Seeing her grandfather being beaten down by Tang Feng, a fierce glint flashed in her eyes. She activated her Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul and drew the Angel Holy Sword. She leaped into the air and pounced on Tang Feng!
The grandfather and grandson joined forces to attack! Two Angel Holy Sword slashed down, their golden sword light weaving into a net that enveloped Tang Feng!
"So what if it's a divine artifact? I, the Clear Sky Hammer, will shatter it with sheer force!"
Tang Feng was completely unafraid. He swept his Clear Sky Hammer, first knocking back Qian Daoliu, and then swung it back at Qian Renxue.
Qian Renxue raised her sword to block, but was sent flying backward by the impact, her hands and feet going numb.
The three were locked in a chaotic battle, but it was clear that Qian Renxue and her companion were no match for them, only able to parry and unable to retaliate.
Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue exchanged a glance, both seeing shock in each other's eyes. This young man's strength had exceeded their expectations.
Tang Feng's Clear Sky Hammer seemed to weigh Qian Jun, each strike carrying a terrifying power capable of Space Rending.
His movements were unpredictable and elusive, allowing him to maneuver effortlessly amidst the attacks of the two. His Soul Power seemed inexhaustible, and despite fighting for so long, he showed no signs of fatigue.
Tang Feng knocked the two men back with a single blow, leaving them suspended in mid-air.
His gaze passed over Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue, landing on the purple-gold figure within the Spirit Hall Empire's formation.
Bibi Dong sat calmly on the command seat, but a hint of apprehension flashed in her purple-gold eyes.
She slowly stood up.
Tang Feng laughed, his heroic spirit soaring, his voice shaking the surrounding area. " Bibi Dong! Qian Renxue! Old Monster Qian! All three of you come at me together! What do I, Tang Feng, have to fear!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Bibi Dong's expression darkened.
Without further hesitation, she drew her Rakshasa Demon Scythe and flashed to Qian Daoliu's side.
The three stood side by side.
The battle continues.
Bibi Dong made the first move. With a swing of her Rakshasa Demon Scythe, a purple-gold blade of light tore through the void and slashed towards Tang Feng!
The blade of light carried an evil power that corroded everything; wherever it passed, even the air was stained with an eerie purple.
Tang Feng swept his Haotian Hammer horizontally, smashing the light blade to pieces.
Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue, one on the left and one on the right, wielded two Angel Holy Sword, slashing towards Tang Feng!
Instead of retreating, Tang Feng advanced, swinging his Clear Sky Hammer to break through all laws with sheer force.
First, it repelled Qian Daoliu, then it spun around and smashed towards Qian Renxue.
Qian Renxue raised her sword to block, but was sent flying backward by the impact, almost dropping the Angel Holy Sword from her hand.
Bibi Dong slashed from the side with her Rakshasa Demon Scythe, aiming straight for Tang Feng's waist.
Tang Feng slightly shifted his body to avoid the attack, then swung his Clear Sky Hammer back, forcing Bibi Dong to raise her scythe to block.
The three took turns attacking. Their coordination wasn't smooth at first, but they quickly developed a tacit understanding.
Qian Daoliu confronted Qian Renxue harassed him from the side, Bibi Dong seized the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.
The three attacks came in waves, one after another, leaving no room for escape.
But Tang Feng handled it with ease.
His Clear Sky Hammer weighs 360,000 jin (approximately 180,000 kg), and each strike carries a terrifying power capable of Space Rending.
Although Qian Renxue's Angel Holy Sword is a divine weapon, it can only be passively parried in front of the Clear Sky Hammer.
Although Bibi Dong's Rakshasa Demon Scythe was strange, Tang Feng's movements were even faster, and he was able to dodge it perfectly every time.
More importantly, Tang Feng's energy expenditure was almost zero.
The Yin-Yang Complementary Dual Soul Cores spun rapidly within his body, one positive and one negative, forming a perfect energy cycle. His consumption and recovery were almost in balance.
The battle lasted all day.
From dawn to noon, from noon to dusk.
Four figures crisscrossed in the air, each collision of their Soul Skill stirring up towering waves, and each pull of their domains seemingly tearing space apart.
The soldiers of the Spirit Hall Empire on the ground were dumbfounded; the terrifying aura made them feel suffocated.
Tang Feng knocked back three people with a single blow, hovering in the air with a calm expression.
The three people opposite them were panting heavily, their breathing erratic.
Tang Feng said calmly, "Old fool, now you know how powerful the Clear Sky Hammer is, right? Now I'm going to get serious!"