Starting from the young master of Haotian Sect.

Chapter 2 Martial Spirit Awakening Ceremony
As the sect leader, Tang Xiao naturally would not follow Tang Hao and his son. He had his own things to do.

When the sun rose completely, in the center of the huge square in the center of Haotian Sect, children dressed in exquisite clothes came out from both sides of the square one after another, and finally stood in the square in rows waiting to awaken their martial spirits. Tang San stood in the most conspicuous position.

Hearing the noisy sounds around him, Tang San couldn't help but feel a little dazed. There were at least thousands of children of his age around him. These were only the peers who had blood ties with the sect, not including the collateral branches and vassals. This also indirectly proved how huge the Haotian Sect was.

"That's Tang San, the son of Tang Hao?"

Seeing Tang San appear, many people were looking forward to it, and their eyes were focused on Tang San's every move. Everyone wanted to know what kind of martial soul this almost-decided young sect leader would awaken.

"Tang San is Tang Hao's son. As a direct descendant of the Clear Sky Sect, shouldn't he definitely awaken the Clear Sky Hammer?"

"How is that possible? Clear Sky Hammer is the most advanced martial spirit. It can't be awakened just because you have the Clear Sky Sect bloodline. Even if it's a direct bloodline, the probability of awakening the Clear Sky Hammer is extremely small."

"Life is such an enviable thing, having a father who is a Titled Douluo." Some of the younger generation of spirit masters of the Haotian Sect, not knowing whether it was jealousy or other reasons, felt particularly uncomfortable when they looked at Tang San in the center position.

"Tang San." On the high platform in the square, a charming man with beautiful looks and skin as delicate as a baby's was staring straight in the direction of Tang San.

Before the charming man could make any move, a voice suddenly appeared from behind him: "I didn't expect the Spirit Hall to send you here, Yue Guan."

! ! ! ! !

Yue Guan's heart suddenly tightened. As a powerful man with the strength of a Titled Douluo, he didn't even notice that there was someone behind him!

However, just as Yue Guan was about to turn around and look, the voice came out and a hand pressed on Yue Guan's shoulder. In an instant, Yue Guan's hair stood on end and his pupils suddenly contracted. He felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him. A powerful soul power suppressed him, making this Titled Douluo of the Spirit Hall unable to move at all.

There aren't many people in the entire continent who can appear silently behind him and suppress him with one hand. It's not difficult to guess his identity.

After knowing the identity of the visitor, Yue Guan was no longer panicked. He raised his right hand and ruffled his hair, saying in a feminine tone: "Hahaha, Haotian Douluo, is this how you welcome guests?"

Tang Hao's eyes flashed with a strange color. He smiled, slowly withdrew his hand, and said, "When guests come, we have fine wine. When jackals come, we have hunting rifles. If you come to drink a glass of wedding wine, my Haotian Sect will naturally welcome you. But if you, the Wuhun Hall, have other motives, I will make you stain my Haotian Hammer with blood."

Sensing the murderous intent in Tang Hao's tone, Yue Guan couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. He swallowed hard and said calmly, "Haotian Douluo, you misunderstood. I am only here on the orders of the Pope to deliver a gift. I have no other purpose."

Upon hearing this, Tang Hao slowly withdrew his hand. Seeing this, Yue Guan dared to turn around and took out a wooden box. When the box was opened, a token lay inside. On this token, there were six patterns: a sword, a hammer, a crown, an incomplete human figure, a dragon and a chrysanthemum.

Yue Guan continued, "The Pope said that there are many misunderstandings between our Spirit Hall and your Clear Sky Sect, and asked me to come and resolve them. Regardless of which spirit you awaken, Tang San, the son of Clear Sky Douluo, can enter the Spirit Hall to study and receive the treatment of a Saint Son."

Looking at the Pope's Order that represented the authority of the Spirit Hall elders, Tang Hao simply waved his hand and said, "Take the things. Our Haotian Sect will teach my son's cultivation. There is no need for your Spirit Hall to interfere."

If left outside, this Pope's Order would be enough to stir up a bloody storm. After all, it represented more than just the right to enter the Spirit Hall for training; it also represented a kind of power. Of course, to Tang Hao, it was just a piece of scrap metal.

After saying this, Tang Hao did not make things difficult for Yue Guan. He quickly returned to the viewing platform where the high-ranking members of the Haotian Sect were. He took out his wine gourd and drank some wine while waiting for the martial soul awakening ceremony to begin.

Seeing Tang Hao leave, Yue Guan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself, "What a powerful pressure! This is definitely not something an ordinary Titled Douluo can possess. Could it be that he has reached the strength of a Peak Douluo? How is this possible? Didn't Tang Hao break through to Titled Douluo just a few years ago? How could he do it so quickly?"

Just as Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan was lost in thought, the Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony had already begun in the plaza. Normally, the annual Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony is handled by the sect elders, but this year was different; the sect leader, Tang Xiao, was in charge. No one objected or questioned this, after all, his nephew was involved, and it was normal for the sect leader to intervene.

Tang Xiao smiled kindly, glanced at Tang San, and then swept his gaze over all the children waiting to awaken in the square. He said gently, "Children, just follow what you learned before."

As soon as Tang Xiao finished speaking, nine spirit rings instantly appeared from under his feet, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black, a nearly perfect spirit ring ratio. Tang Xiao raised his palm upwards, and a hammer with lightning appeared in his palm. The Clear Sky Hammer slowly rose into the air, as dazzling as the sun, as if to replace the sun's light.

Suddenly, a layer of golden light was released from Tang Xiao's Clear Sky Hammer spirit, forming a sky-blue light shield that enveloped all the Clear Sky Sect disciples, including Tang San.

Then, some light spots composed of soul power floated in front of him like stars.

"The awakening ceremony begins, light the soul incense!" As soon as Tang Xiao's voice fell, the yellow soul incense that had been erected above the square was lit.

This soul incense does not have any special effects, it is purely a timer. After all, the martial soul awakening cannot last forever. If the martial soul awakening is not completed after the soul incense is burned out, then there may be a problem.

The children who were able to join the Haotian Sect had naturally received instruction in knowledge related to martial spirits at an early age. All of them consciously stretched out their right hands to allow these soul power spots to enter their bodies and guide them to awaken their martial spirits.

Soon, colorful martial spirit lights rose in the square.

The Haotian Sect disciples who were responsible for taking notes walked quickly into the square, holding a notebook in one hand and a pen in the other.

"Without the spirit power of the sickle spirit, one cannot become a spirit master."

"Without soul power, you cannot become a soul master."

"Silver Wolf Martial Soul, Innate Soul Power Level Five, can become a Soul Master."

"Clear Sky Hammer? It's a big iron hammer martial soul. With an innate soul power of level two, one can become a soul master. It's a pity that it's not the Clear Sky Hammer." After hearing what the disciple who recorded said, the child who awakened the big iron hammer martial soul suddenly fell from heaven to hell and began to cry loudly.

Amid the numb declarations of the recording disciples, the names of the martial souls were read out one by one. The awakening of the martial soul was similar to opening a blind box. There was no clue what would be opened. Naturally, some people were happy and some were worried.

However, most of the people present had no interest in what kind of martial spirits ordinary Haotian Sect disciples awakened.

"The Haotian Sect is really full of talented people. The number of soul masters is much greater than that of our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect." Ning Fengzhi, the leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, was also somewhat helpless. The Haotian Sect showed no signs of decline at all.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin looked at Tang Hao, who was sitting in the master's seat next to him, and said, "It's not just the younger generation. I can't even fathom Tang Hao's strength anymore. I'm afraid he's not much weaker than me."

Just as everyone was discussing the matter, there was a loud bang, and suddenly a dazzling light burst out in the square, and a hammer emitting a unique light appeared.

"Haotian Hammer!"

(End of this chapter)