Although Huo Yuhao was exceptionally talented, he was ultimately only a level 44 Soul Ancestor. Facing Tang Hao, Titled Douluo who dominated the continent, even with all his skills, he gradually showed signs of weakness.
" The Clear Sky Nine Absolutes- Tremor!"
With a roar, Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer suddenly materialized into three hammer shadows, each hammer carrying a terrifying power that shook the space. "Bang! Bang! Bang!" The three heavy hammers slammed into the Demon-Slaying Sword in Demon-Slaying Sword. Even though the divine weapon was undamaged, the terrifying shockwave still caused Huo Yuhao's tiger's mouth to split open, blood dripping down the hilt of the sword, and he was knocked back more than ten meters.
"Interesting..." Huo Yuhao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a strange light suddenly appeared in his eyes. Seven-colored light suddenly rose from the Demon-Slaying Sword, and a heartbreaking sense of sorrow instantly enveloped the entire scene.
"The most heart-wrenching sorrow is that of parting." He murmured, his sword pointing so sharply that even the air seemed to weep. "Today's sword technique will be called ' The Heartbreaking Soul-Desolating Sword '."
At this moment, the entire Spirit City seemed to be drawn into a poignant and beautiful atmosphere. Ning Rongrong, who was watching the battle, suddenly burst into tears, Zhu Zhuqing unconsciously clenched her fists, and even Bibi Dong showed a dazed expression.
"What is love in this world that makes people willing to die for it..."
Huo Yuhao's figure became elusive amidst the sword intent, and he repeatedly dodged Tang Hao's fierce attacks with exquisite footwork. His sword moves seemed slow, but they always managed to turn danger into safety at the last second.
Tang Hao's eyes flashed with even greater ferocity. " Clear Sky Nine Absolutes - Penetration!" This hammer strike seemed ordinary, yet it contained a terrifying force capable of piercing through all things. However, the Demon-Slaying Sword was an ancient divine weapon, and it completely neutralized this force. Nevertheless, the impact still forced Huo Yuhao to retreat several steps.
"A pair of lovers soaring across the land, their aged wings weathering countless seasons!"
Seizing the fleeting opening, Huo Yuhao suddenly switched from defense to offense. Three breathtakingly beautiful sword energies streaked across the sky like startled swans, blooming into blood flowers on Tang Hao's chest. This Clear Sky Douluo was injured for the first time!
"Good!" Tang Hao laughed instead of getting angry, " Break Absolute!" His Martial Soul Avatar reappeared, and the hundred-meter-long giant hammer crashed down with the force of shattering mountains and rivers.
"Joyful moments, bitter partings..."
Huo Yuhao turned his sword slightly, and the sword energy suddenly extended for dozens of meters, blocking this earth-shattering blow like an inverted Milky Way. The two forces were locked in a stalemate, causing cracks to appear in the space itself.
" Kill Absolute!" Tang Hao unleashed his full power, his nine Soul Ring shining simultaneously, and his Clear Sky Hammer transformed into countless hammer shadows, each strike powerful enough to shatter mountains.
"Among them are even more foolish men and women..."
Faced with this relentless onslaught, Huo Yuhao remained increasingly composed. His sword strikes, seemingly plaintive and sorrowful, deflected the countless hammer shadows. The poignant beauty within his sword intent moved even Sword Douluo Chen Xin.
"Such swordsmanship..." Chen Xin gripped the Seven Kill Sword tightly, his eyes flashing with brilliance, "Has reached the realm of ultimate emotion and nature! To infuse the seven emotions and six desires into sword moves—I have never seen anything like it in my entire life. I never imagined that someone could use swordsmanship to such an extent! I truly admire his talent."
Ning Fengzhi sighed deeply, "If we could recruit this boy into the sect... But alas, how could the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect possibly restrain such a person? It's just wishful thinking. A golden carp is not meant to stay in a pond; it will transform into a dragon once the wind and clouds take hold."
In the center of the battlefield, Tang Hao's offensive suddenly faltered. A flicker of disorientation flashed in the eyes of this Iron-Blooded Douluo. In that melancholic sword intent, he seemed to see the figure of Ah Yin...
Huo Yuhao's " Heartbreaking Soul-Desolating Sword " is not only a sword technique, but also an expression of emotions. The sorrow, pain and longing contained in the sword intent swept across the entire scene like a tide, deeply touching even Bibi Dong and Xue Qinghe.
Bibi Dong gripped the Pope's Scepter tightly, her fingertips trembling slightly. She gazed at Huo Yuhao's figure, a wave of unprecedented bitterness rising in her heart.
Beneath that cold exterior lay endless sorrow, and within that sorrow lay a kind of pain. His indifference concealed his pain. Longing? Even though he was standing right in front of her, it felt as if an entire world separated them, making him unreachable.
" Hao Yi..." she murmured softly, her chest feeling as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, an indescribable emotion surging within her.
Xue Qinghe was equally stunned. As the crown prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, he had lived in a world of power struggles and scheming since childhood and had never truly experienced such intense emotions. But at this moment, Huo Yuhao's sword intent made him feel for the first time—sadness, longing, pain, and even a trace of heartache that he himself was unaware of.
"What exactly has he been through?" Xue Qinghe's gaze followed the figure intently, and an unprecedented impulse arose in his heart—he wanted to understand him, to get closer to him, to know why he could wield such a sword, and why he possessed such profound insights.
Tang Hao's attack missed, and Huo Yuhao seized the fleeting opportunity, turning his sword and chanting, "Heartbreaking Slash... Slash!"
This sword strike was no longer just an explosion of Soul Power, but the ultimate outpouring of emotion! The sword light was like a rainbow, carrying a heart-wrenching sorrow, transforming into a massive slash that hurtled straight towards Tang Hao!
Tang Hao's pupils shrank sharply. The power of this sword strike made him feel a long-lost sense of crisis!
"Damn brat!" he roared, a glint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes, "He actually forced me to this point— Ring Detonation!"
"Bang! Bang!"
The first two Soul Ring shattered with a deafening roar, and the violent Soul Power surged into the Clear Sky Hammer like a volcanic eruption. The hammer instantly expanded, and the blood-red patterns writhed like living creatures, its power skyrocketing!
" Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer!"
Tang Hao's arms were bulging with muscles as he swung the Clear Sky Hammer wildly, each strike carrying the power to shatter mountains and split the earth, forcefully dissipating the " Heartbreaking Soul-Desolating Slash " bit by bit. The hammer's wind and sword energy intertwined, tearing the very space itself into fine cracks!
Even so, Tang Hao was still knocked back dozens of meters, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. He stared intently at Huo Yuhao, utterly shocked—a Soul Ancestor had actually forced him to use such a desperate method as " Ring Detonation "!
Huo Yuhao stood holding his sword, its blade trembling slightly, clearly nearing its limit. Yet his eyes remained calm, as if that last strike was merely the tip of the iceberg of his endless sorrow.
"Shall we continue?" he asked softly, his voice tinged with weariness yet also containing a certain resolve.
The entire room fell silent.
"Of course, your Soul Power is completely exhausted now," Tang Hao panted, the blood-red patterns on his Clear Sky Hammer becoming even more ferocious. "I refuse to believe you have any other tricks up your sleeve to withstand my attacks."
With a roar, Tang Hao's nine Soul Ring suddenly burst into dazzling light, especially the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, which emitted a heart-palpitating blood-red aura. He raised the Clear Sky Hammer high, and the hammer swelled in the wind, the terrifying fluctuations of Soul Power causing the entire Spirit City to tremble.
He raised the Clear Sky Hammer high, nine Soul Ring gleaming around him. " The Clear Sky Hammer is the number one Tool Martial Soul the world! No matter how strong your sword is, it can never withstand the prestige of being the 'number one in the world'! Before the true 'number one in the world,' your sword is nothing but scrap metal!"
The crimson aura of the Divine Slaughter's Domain surged wildly, and the killing intent in Tang Hao's eyes almost materialized. "Right now, I've only consumed nearly half of my Soul Power. If I can eliminate you now, my son, Xiao San, will have one less major worry, allowing him to grow up safely. You must die here today."
Faced with this overwhelming killing intent, Huo Yuhao suddenly smiled. That smile carried a chilling composure, as if everything was under his control.
Huo Yuhao's voice was soft, yet it clearly reached everyone's ears. "Heh, who wins and who loses is still unknown. What makes you think I can't defeat you right now? Even if my Soul Power is exhausted, I can still make you... utterly defeated here."
P. S.: I wonder if any of you reading this book are currently taking the college entrance exam. Although it's a bit late to say this now, I hope everyone taking the exam will have a great start and achieve excellent results, solving all those difficult problems and defeating them completely. This can also be considered as borrowing a line from Huo Linfei.
The enemy either fled or suffered a crushing defeat in front of me; I suppose I've made a fool of myself. I hope everyone will offer their support...