Douluo Continent: My strongest soul beast was exposed by the Heavenly Curtain?

Chapter 74 Both are blacksmiths! Why is the ancestor so outstanding?! (Please continue reading)

Tang San's face was swollen from the beating.

It wasn't a slap in the face in the real sense, but an invisible blow from reality, from cognition, from the difference in bloodline and talent.

Even so, Tang Hao, standing to the side, was genuinely overjoyed.

As his gaze was fixed on the figure standing between heaven and earth like a pillar supporting the sky, the pent-up frustration in his chest, which had been suppressed for many years, seemed to be torn open at that moment.

He saw it.

He really saw it.

After confirming the cultivation level of this current ancestor of the Haotian Sect, Tang Hao couldn't help but tremble.

It wasn't fear, but a long-lost, almost overflowing ecstasy!

"Very good----"

Tang Hao's voice was low, but clearly choked with sobs.

"Great! Finally—I have someone to rely on."

He said this with utmost seriousness.

Only he himself knows how much pressure he has endured over the years.

The decline of the Haotian Sect.

The sect's retreat into seclusion.

The Spirit Hall is closing in step by step.

And—that hat of a sinner that was always pinned on his head.

If Tang Chen, the patriarch, were still alive back then, would the Spirit Hall have dared to be so presumptuous?

Why would the Haotian Sect be forced to close its doors and live in seclusion?

Tang Hao, it's even more impossible for him to bear the infamy and eke out a living until now.

But things are different now.

Everything is different now.

The opportunity is here.

A real opportunity.

It doesn't just belong to Tang Hao, it belongs to the entire Haotian Sect!

That is the hope of rebirth, the opportunity to turn things around, and the foundation that will allow the Haotian Hammer to once again awe the continent!

In his excitement, Tang Hao's emotions fluctuated significantly.

All of this was naturally seen by Tang San, who was standing beside him.

Tang San frowned slightly, then pursed his lips, his tone carrying a hint of disapproval.

"Father, isn't he just an old ancestor?"

"Why are you so happy?"

When he said this, his eyes still held the sharpness and confidence unique to young people.

"Once I grow up, I will be able to surpass him in the future."

This is not arrogance, but rather stems from his deepest conviction.

The identity of the time traveler.

Knowledge and experience from past lives.

In addition, there are the twin martial souls in this life.

No matter how you look at it, he doesn't think he would lose to the so-called ancients.

In his view, those so-called legends were nothing more than products of their time.

If I were in that position, I might go even further.

But no sooner had he finished speaking than *smack!*

Tang Hao's large hand had already pressed down on his head without any mercy.

The force was not heavy, but it carried an undeniable authority.

"The other woman!"

Tang Hao's face instantly darkened, and his tone became sterner than ever before.

"What are you saying?"

"We should have reverence for our ancestors!"

"Got it!"

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite!"

These words were almost roared out.

Tang Hao was well aware that if some misconceptions were not corrected now, he would inevitably suffer greatly in the future.

Tang San, with his head being pressed down, was naturally resentful.

But faced with his father's tough stance, he ultimately chose to remain silent.

But deep within those lowered eyes, the stubbornness only intensified.

He slowly raised his head, looking back at the sky, and inwardly scoffed.

【Humph. 】

From now on, I, Tang San, will surely become the pride of the Clear Sky Sect.

[Old Deng————]

I will surpass you.

At that moment, the young man set his own goal in his heart.

Meanwhile, in the sky, Tang Tianqing's legendary moment was just beginning.

The entire Douluo Continent fell into an unprecedented silence at this moment.

Countless cities.

Countless sects.

Countless Soul Masters and mortals.

Everyone's gaze was drawn to the image hanging high in the sky.

For them now, this ancestor of the Haotian Sect is simply too novel.

It's not just about identity.

It's also about strength!

Eighth place.

Only eighth place!

However, his soul power had already reached a breathtaking level of 140!

This number struck everyone's heart like a heavy hammer.

So the question is, what kind of beings were those legendary humans who ranked ahead of him?

Level 150?

Level 160?

Even higher?

The answer is self-evident.

It was precisely because of this that the people of the continent, who were on the verge of collapse under the oppression of the legendary soul beasts, had their hopes rekindled at this moment.

The beliefs that had been utterly shattered began to coalesce anew.

Simply put, many Soul Masters now place all their hopes for fighting Legendary Soul Beasts on these Legendary Soul Masters.

It's not about blind worship.

It was truly the case that there was no other choice.

at the same time.

In the secluded residence of the Haotian Sect.

Tang Xiao and his group of disciples from the Haotian Sect knelt down almost simultaneously.

Someone burst into tears.

Some people were sobbing uncontrollably.

Many others, with red eyes, stared intently at the sky.

They finally saw hope.

True hope.

A hope that could allow the Haotian Sect to once again stand at the pinnacle of the continent!

Tang Xiao clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white from the force.

The thought of the humiliation his sect had suffered over the years made him feel a tightness in his chest.

But now————

Everything seemed to have taken a turn for the better.

"younger brother----"

Tang Xiao raised his head, his voice hoarse.

"The mistake you made is finally going to be made up for!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he could no longer suppress his emotions and roared to the sky.

The whistling sound was intense and carried in all directions!

Even Tang Hao and Tang San, who had just arrived at the foot of the mountain where the Clear Sky Sect was living in seclusion, could clearly hear this voice.

Tang Hao's face instantly darkened.

He could naturally tell who the voice belonged to.

That was his older brother.

Tang Xiao.

For a moment, a complex mix of emotions surged within him.

Guilt, shame, resentment, and a lingering sense of discontent.

But in the end, he forced himself to suppress it and barely managed to remain calm.

On the contrary, it was Tang San who was standing to the side.

Although he didn't know who the voice came from, seeing Tang Hao's obviously frustrated expression, he felt a strange sense of satisfaction.

Just as the father and son were each lost in their own thoughts, the scene in the sky suddenly changed.

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

The heavy, rhythmic sound of hammering suddenly resounded throughout the heavens and earth!

The sound seemed to strike directly at the soul.

Almost instinctively, everyone held their breath.

on the screen.

A burly man, naked, stands between heaven and earth.

His muscles were bulging and knotted, like mountains.

His height was a staggering several tens of meters!

In his hands, there was an enormous Haotian Hammer, which resembled a weapon of divine punishment!

At this moment, Tang Tianqing used heaven and earth as a furnace and his soul power as fire!

Boom! As he brought down his hammer, the earth trembled and the void roared!

In the distance, the iron ore mounds, like small mountains, seemed to be drawn by some invisible force, and came beckoning to him with a wave of his hand!

The ore whistled as it flew into the furnace of heaven and earth, where it was instantly melted by terrifying soul power!

Such a spectacular scene deeply moved everyone present.

Even Bibi Dong, at this moment, couldn't help but gasp when she saw this scene.

This was completely beyond her understanding of the word "forging".

This is hardly blacksmithing anymore.

This is clearly the forging of a god!

For the disciples of the Haotian Sect who considered blacksmithing their life's pride, this scene was like a thunderbolt from the blue.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

It seemed as if they were truly recognizing for the first time what the Way of Heaven was!

That was the supreme skill passed down from their ancestors!

It is a tradition that has been lost for a long time, but has never truly disappeared!

"I—I didn't see that wrong, did I?!"

"That's the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique! One hundred and eight moves!!"

"And there's this forging method—using heaven and earth as a furnace?!"

"The divine techniques recorded in the sect's ancient texts actually exist?!"

"My God—my life has been worth it!"

Exclamations of surprise rose and fell.

Countless disciples of the Haotian Sect were completely captivated by the celestial display.

That was more than just shocking.

It's more like a resonance that comes from the depths of one's blood!

At this very moment, Tang Hao, standing at the foot of the mountain, felt a sudden sense of bleakness about life.

He stared blankly at the majestic figure standing tall between heaven and earth in the sky.

Only one thought remained in my mind.

gap.

too big.

Not just a little bit.

Instead, it's a tiny fraction of a billion.

What silenced him even more was Tang San standing beside him.

This usually confident, even somewhat arrogant, young man was now completely speechless.

He never imagined that they were both blacksmiths, both wielding the Haotian Hammer.

The gap is so large.

Tang San murmured.

"This...this is my ancestor?"

"We're both blacksmiths —"

"Why is he so impressive?!"

His question lingered in his mind.

At that very moment, the sky gave him an impeccable answer.

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