A crimson pillar of Soul Power shot straight into the sky, stirring up the Feng Yun for miles around, turning everything crimson.
"What terrifying Soul Power!"
Sword Douluo Chen Xin's expression became even more solemn. Even with his Peak Douluo cultivation, he felt extremely insignificant in the face of that vast Soul Power.
What kind of being could unleash such terrifying Soul Power?
"That must be the legendary Soul Beast Immolation. This scarlet Soul Power definitely comes from a 100,000-year-old Soul Beast. Could this be the Spirit Hall's purpose?"
Ning Fengzhi shocked, but also thoughtful, vaguely grasping the underlying reasons for today's events.
He hadn't believed Golden Crocodile Douluo's explanation before, but now that there was that mysterious Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, everything made sense.
But what role did the Clear Sky Sect play in this incident?
It wasn't just Ning Fengzhi recognized the legend of the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast; other major forces also realized it, and their hearts were filled with both excitement and helplessness.
Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring or Soul Bone, especially one obtained through the voluntary Immolation of a Soul Ring Soul Beast, is even more terrifying. It is almost guaranteed to create a level 99 Peerless Douluo Soul Bone. The three Peerless Douluo in the world today all possess 100,000-year Soul Ring.
However, Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast are already Invincible powerful and difficult to hunt. What's worse, the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring they produce are generally too difficult for Soul Douluo to bear, leading to a near-certain death situation.
Unless it's someone who defies the heavens, or a Soul Beast that willingly Immolation itself.
Now a situation has arisen. Unfortunately, not only does the Clear Sky Sect in the world, reside there, but also many powerful figures from the Spirit Hall. Most terrifyingly, there are also two Peerless Douluo there.
Even if all of them went together, they'd probably just be there to deliver the food.
Therefore, despite being very envious of the 100,000-year-old Soul Ring and Soul Bone, they had no choice but to give up.
As the crimson pillar of Soul Power that had surged into the sky recoiled back, Tang Zhen, who was lying heavily injured on the ground, revealed a mysterious smile.
The plan went even more smoothly than he had imagined. Although he hadn't been able to get Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring for Hao'er when she became Soul Saint, things weren't bad now.
He would at least become Peerless Douluo like his grandfather, and he might even have a chance to achieve the legendary level 100 godhood.
But the eerie smile froze on his face in less than half a second, and his old eyes widened in disbelief.
"Hmph! He really is a piece of trash that can't be plastered on a wall!"
With a look of exasperation, Golden Crocodile Douluo glared at the Qian Xunji not far away. He had long disliked the kid and couldn't understand how his close friend, the brilliant and powerful Qian Daoliu, could have given birth to such a wretch.
If Qian Xunji hadn't also possessed the Angel Martial Soul, he would have thought it was Old Wang Next Door cheating on his old friend.
"Damn it, second brother, look at your grandson!"
Just then, Thousand Ton Douluo suddenly punched Golden Crocodile Douluo on the shoulder and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, as if he had discovered something terrible.
"Where would I get a grandson... um, where is my beloved grandson?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo only realized who Thousand Ton Douluo was talking about halfway through his sentence. After all, he had never had any grandsons before. Although he had managed to produce a grandson for the mission, he was still finding it hard to adjust to the situation.
Instinctively, I turned my head to look back, but all that remained was a beautifully carved crystal coffin and Tang Feng standing to the side; Wang Hao was nowhere to be seen.
Before Golden Crocodile Douluo could figure out what was going on, the intense fluctuations in Soul Power on the plaza Haotian Hall made him turn around abruptly.
But when he saw what was happening before him, even he, with his composure, couldn't help but be dumbfounded.
A burly figure appeared beside Tang Hao Tang Hao, taking the brunt of the immense Soul Power and the crimson Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring that descended from the sky.
"No!"
"No!"
"No--"
Ah Yin and Tang Hao both cried out in frustration at the same time, but the last cry came from Tang Zhen, who was not far away.
At this moment, Tang Zhen had lost all his former wisdom and composure; his old face was completely twisted and ferocious, like a vengeful ghost.
He never imagined that at this crucial final moment, when success was within reach, things would fall apart so unexpectedly.
He now understands the frustration Qian Xunji felt before.
Indeed, the burly figure appearing beside Tang Hao was Wang Hao. He had forcefully entered the space shrouded by Ah Yin's Soul Power without anyone noticing, and cleverly seized the final victory.
As the saying goes, "The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind," and this time Wang Hao put on a textbook example of the oriole's trap.
Although Ah Yin was very unwilling, she couldn't take back or control the Soul Power that had already erupted. She could only watch helplessly as the beast in front of her accepted her Soul Power Soul Ring.
However, at the last moment, Ah Yin forcibly withdrew Soul Split power, and most importantly, she retrieved her original soul essence from that crimson Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.
Without the soul's origin as its core, the crimson Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring's red light flickered much weaker, almost reverting to a black Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.
Is this your purpose?
Despite her weakened state, Ah Yin glared at Wang Hao in front of her with resentment, her beautiful eyes filled with anger and murderous intent.
Everything today stems from her. It was she who caused the Spirit Hall to learn from the Clear Sky Sect, resulting in heavy casualties for the Clear Sky Sect and severe injuries to Hao Shen. She felt extremely guilty about this.
She had finally planned to use her own Soul Ring and Soul Bone to make up for her guilt, but it was all ruined by the mastermind behind it all. How could she not be furious?
However, Wang Hao completely ignored Ah Yin's questioning, and after a brief silence, he reached out and grabbed Ah Yin's chest.
Don't get me wrong, he wasn't trying to take advantage of her; he wanted to obtain another treasure inside this woman's body.
"Don't even think about it!"
Seeing Wang Hao's intention, Ah Yin gritted her teeth and scolded him, wanting to use her own Soul Power to destroy the essence of her Soul Bone.
However, she had just used Immolation, which had already greatly depleted her energy. Her soul and body had suffered unprecedented damage, making it quite difficult for her to destroy her own Soul Bone.
Despite Ah Yin's best efforts to stop him, Wang Hao still managed to extract the Soul Bone from her body.
Wang Hao casually tossed Ah Yin, who had lost all value, aside and examined the Soul Bone in his hand.
Perhaps because Ah Yin stopped the Immolation at the last moment, or perhaps because she tried her best to stop it, the Soul Bone did not take shape in the end, and it is not yet possible to tell which part it is.
However, it didn't matter. The reason Wang Hao took this thing out in public was mainly to prevent Ah Yin from being caught in the crossfire of possessing a treasure and being schemed against by others.
He was also very curious about Soul Bone, finding them to be of great research value.
" The Soul Bone belongs to me!"
Just then, Qian Xunji swiftly attacked, his divine Soul Power condensing into a holy sword that thrust towards Wang Hao, while simultaneously grabbing the Soul Bone in Wang Hao's hand with his left hand.
"When!"
However, what happened next shocked everyone present, leaving them wide-eyed once again. Qian Xunji, one of the parties involved, was completely dumbfounded.
Wang Hao remained completely still, yet the tip of the Angel Holy Sword, formed from condensed Soul Power, struck his vital point between the eyebrows.
But the result was that it couldn't even pierce the skin, let alone pierce the head. Instead, countless cracks spread from the tip of the Angel Holy Sword formed by the condensation of Soul Power.
Qian Xunji's right arm was also numb from the shock, almost losing all feeling.
"That's impossible!"
Staring blankly at the Angel Holy Sword, now riddled with cracks and finally reduced to fragments of Soul Power, and then looking at Wang Hao's unscathed forehead, Qian Xunji felt like he was going crazy.
The Angel Holy Sword, the energy body he condensed using his Soul Skill, was indeed inferior to the Angel Holy Sword, the Soul Bone artifact in his father's hands, but it was still extremely powerful.
Even Peak Douluo wouldn't dare to take it head-on, let alone withstand it with just his physical body without using his Soul Power Soul Skill.
What kind of monster is this?
Not only was Qian Xunji stunned, but even Ah Yin and Tang Hao, who were extremely resentful of Wang Hao, were dumbfounded.
"Smack!"
Too lazy to waste words with Qian Xunji, Wang Hao casually slapped him across the face. Although there was no fluctuation of Soul Power, the chilling seal made Qian Xunji feel terrified and instinctively unleash his strongest defensive Soul Skill.
" Angel's Protection!"
The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul manifested behind him, with three pairs of golden wings spreading out to protect Qian Xunji, demonstrating an absolute defensive power.
Angel Martial Soul is itself a top-tier God Level Martial Soul. In addition, Qian Xunji used Soul Bone Skill made from a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone. Even someone like Qian Daoliu would have to put in some effort to break through this defense.
However, when faced with Wang Hao's slap, the Angel's Protection's defensive power was forcibly shattered every second, and then struck Qian Xunji face. A series of fine cracking sounds followed, and his entire body was sent flying by the powerful force.
"Kindness?"
As if sensing something, Wang Hao turned his Palm One and grabbed Qian Xunji's arm.
"Laugh!"
Two completely opposite forces collided, Qian Xunji's arm was torn open at the shoulder, spraying blood.
The pain of losing an arm is unbearable for ordinary people, but unfortunately, Qian Xunji did not have to endure it at this moment, because he had shamefully fainted from the pain when Wang Hao slapped him across the face. His entire body was sent flying off the main peak of the Clear Sky Sect and crashed down the mountain.
"Hurry up and catch it!"
Qian Daoliu was the first to react, immediately reprimanded Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo. The two, who were awakened, rushed out to rescue Qian Xunji.
It was already shameful enough that their own Pope Qian Xunji was defeated; if he were to fall to his death at the Clear Sky Sect, their Spirit Hall would probably become a laughingstock of the entire world.
Is it him?
With a solemn gaze fixed on Wang Hao below, Qian Daoliu Bo Saixi beside him and asked a question.
"Although no divine power is manifested, this formidable physical body is unprecedented, and it must be the heresy my god spoke of."
Bo Saixi nodded solemnly as well, clearly quite wary of Wang Hao below.
The fact that they were able to break through the Soul Power barrier and steal the Soul Ring's Soul Power without Qian Daoliu of Peerless Douluo noticing was enough to make them take them seriously.
Most importantly, this physical body is too powerful; it's probably only at this level of the legendary divine body.
This is a powerhouse that could never have been born in the Douluo Continent. Furthermore, this is the Clear Sky Sect, and this is happening at this particular time. The opponent must be the mysterious heretic mentioned in the Sea God's Oracle.
Qian Daoliu did not make a move immediately. Instead, he gave a look to the three people, Thousand Ton Douluo and his companion, at the entrance of the Haotian Hall, signaling them to test the waters first.
With helpless, pained expressions, the brothers, Thousand Ton Douluo and Demon Subduing Douluo, could only step forward, each wielding their own Martial Soul, the Coiling Dragon Staff.