Tang Xiao gritted his teeth and blocked with his hammer. With a loud clang, the lightning-patterned spear collided with the Clear Sky Hammer. Purple-gold Thunder surged wildly into his arm along the hammer handle, as if his meridians were being pierced by thousands of steel needles.
He tried his best to block the Clear Sky Hammer upwards, attempting to avoid a vital point, but Yu Tianheng's strength far exceeded his expectations. The spear rose slightly with the reaction force of the collision, and then thrust downwards at an even faster speed. The spear tip grazed the edge of the Clear Sky Hammer, carrying a sharp whistling sound as it tore through the air, and accurately pierced Tang Xiao's right chest.
"Pfft--" Tang Xiao suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, the warm liquid splashing onto Yu Tianheng's breastplate, where it was instantly evaporated by the lightning.
He could clearly feel the spear tip piercing through his flesh and bones. Immediately afterward, a destructive force of Thunder surged into his body along the spear shaft, rampaging through his internal organs like a wild beast out of control.
His liver was torn apart by the lightning, and the excruciating pain of his sudden cardiac arrest made his vision go black. Dark golden Soul Power dissipated from the wound like a flood.
Yu Tianheng slightly twisted his wrist, and the spear thrust forward another half inch to ensure that the power of Thunder completely destroyed Tang Xiao's life force, before slowly withdrawing the spear.
Purple-gold lightning, along with bits of flesh and blood, gushed from the wound. Tang Xiao's massive body swayed, and his hands weakly released the Clear Sky Hammer. The Clear Sky Hammer crashed to the ground with a loud thud, kicking up clouds of dust.
He looked down at the gruesome bloody hole in his chest, the last glimmer of light in his eyes gradually fading, and finally he collapsed to the ground with a thud. His body twitched slightly under the lingering force of the Thunder, and soon fell silent.
The gust of wind whipped up dust from the ground, swept over Tang Xiao's gradually cooling body, and also dispersed the bloodstains remaining on Yu Tianheng's spear tip.
The sect leader of the Clear Sky Sect, who possessed the number one Tool Martial Soul in the world, ultimately could not withstand the Thunder power of Yu Tianheng's arrival with the immortal weapon and perished on the battlefield. Without its master and the support of Soul Power, the Clear Sky Hammer gradually dissipated into the void.
Yu Tianheng leaned his thunder-patterned spear against the ground, the lingering purple-gold electricity at the spear tip still sizzling and burning the dust. Yu Tianheng looked down at Tang Xiao's gradually cooling corpse at his feet, his long hair falling over his shoulders, obscuring the complex expression in his eyes.
To be honest, he had no grudge against Tang Xiao, but that's war. On the battlefield, everyone serves their own master and is responsible for their own life and death.
Yu Tianheng raised his hand and pressed it to his chest. The internal tremors that had been present when he had just clashed with the Clear Sky Hammer had quietly subsided. Pale blue lightning swirled around his fingertips before dissipating into tiny specks of light.
"I didn't manage to kill Tang San with my own hands, but I've still accomplished half the task." He muttered to himself, his fingertips unconsciously tracing the lightning patterns on the spear. He recalled his earlier encounter with Tang San, where he had to expend thirty percent of his Soul Power to create Thunder barrier to avoid the barrage of top-tier Hidden Weapon. Although it didn't fundamentally damage him, it forced Tang San to use most of his treasured Hidden Weapon.
Now that Tang San's Hidden Weapon are running low and can no longer pose a fatal threat in the short term, this has cleared away a major hidden danger for the Heaven Dou Army.
His gaze returned to Tang Xiao's corpse, and a cold smile curled at the corner of Yu Tianheng's lips.
The sect leader of the Clear Sky Sect, the holder of the number one Tool Martial Soul in the world, was once one of the top combat forces relied upon by the Star Luo Empire. Now that this thorn has been removed, cracks have appeared in the defense system of northern Star Luo Empire.
He suddenly raised his hand, and the lightning-patterned spear instantly left the ground, drawing a dazzling streak of lightning in the air before being firmly grasped in his hand.
A flash of blue light enveloped him, completely erasing any trace of the previous battle, replaced by the oppressive aura of peak condition. "It's time to go back."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Tianheng's figure transformed into a pale blue lightning bolt, rushing towards the direction of the Heaven Dou Army.
His goal was clear and unwavering: to join forces with the main army and, taking advantage of the chaos in the Star Luo Empire caused by Tang Xiao's death, launch a full-scale attack on the northern defense line, completely tearing a breach and laying the foundation for victory in the final battle to destroy Star Luo Empire.
A pale blue lightning bolt streaked across the sky and landed in front of the main camp of the Heaven Dou Army, instantly transforming into the tall and imposing figure of Yu Tianheng.
His long, lightning-patterned spear was slung across his back, and his long, black hair was still speckled with battlefield dust, yet this did not diminish his imposing aura. Upon seeing this, the soldiers guarding the camp immediately bowed and announced loudly, "General Yu has returned!"
Upon hearing this, the generals inside the tent rose one after another. Before anyone could inquire about the battle situation, Yu Tianheng had already walked to the command table, his voice cold and clear. "Pass on my order: Tang Xiao, the sect leader of the Clear Sky Sect, has been personally slain on the battlefield by my own hands."
Upon hearing this, the tent fell into a deathly silence, followed by an incredulous commotion. Poison Douluo Dugu Bo couldn't help but step forward. "Tianheng, you said you killed Tang Xiao, that Howling Sky Douluo Tang Xiao from the Clear Sky Sect?"
Yu Tianheng raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, his tone carrying an undeniable authority. "Indeed. Tell the Clear Sky Sect for me—if they continue to be so stubborn and dare to help the Star Luo Empire against my Heaven Dou, Tang Xiao's fate will be the end of their entire sect."
The military order quickly spread throughout the camp, and then, as if it had grown wings, it spread throughout the entire continent, causing an unprecedented shock.
As everyone knows, the Clear Sky Sect had closed its gates and isolated itself from the world for many years, only recently reappearing in order to help Star Luo Empire resist the Heaven Dou and Martial Soul Alliance.
Tang Xiao, as the current sect master of the Clear Sky Sect and a level 97 Super Douluo, was one of the top experts on the continent. No one expected that this newly emerged giant would fall so quickly at the hands of Yu Tianheng. The news was met with sighs of regret.
Inside the Star Luo Empire's palace, when Tang San received the message, the teacup in his hand crashed to the ground with a "bang," shards of celadon and tea splashing everywhere.
His Soul Power surged uncontrollably, his eyes blazing with boundless hatred, his fingernails digging deep into his palms, drawing blood. " Yu Tianheng! I will make you pay for my uncle's death in blood!" His voice was hoarse and chillingly cold, and none of the servants present dared to utter a sound.
On the other side, Tang Hao's eyes also turned bloodshot upon learning this news.
"Big brother!"
The Clear Sky Hammer slammed heavily into the ground, half of its shaft disappearing into the soil, sending fallen leaves flying all around.
Tang Hao's bloodshot eyes were fixed on the direction of the Heavenly Heaven Dou army in the distance. His dark golden Soul Power surged like boiling magma, and every breath was filled with suppressed rage. The roar that rolled from his throat almost tore the air apart, " Yu Tianheng! I'll go and tear him apart right now to avenge my brother!"
He lifted his foot to rush out, but his wrist was suddenly gripped tightly by a hand. Tang San stood behind him, his face equally pale, but his eyes held a calmness far beyond his years, and his voice was urgent. "Dad! You can't go!"
"Let go!" Tang Hao whirled around, his eyes burning with murderous intent that seemed to devour Tang San. "Your uncle is dead! That brat pierced his chest with a lightning spear! I must kill him!"