Douluo Continent: Qian Renxue dug up the wrong grave, and I ruthlessly controlled her.

To Tang Hao's surprise, and also to the surprise of the Shrek Academy members...

His proud, overwhelming killing aura was utterly ineffective against the silver-gray ripples of time.

Like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun, they are instantly dismantled and melted away, leaving not a trace.

"My God of Slaughter Domain... how could it be broken so easily?"

Tang Hao's expression instantly turned extremely ugly.

For the first time, cracks appeared in that deep-seated arrogance.

He never imagined that the God of Slaughter Domain, which he had painstakingly acquired in the City of Slaughter, would be so easily broken.

This was a huge blow to him.

"The so-called domain is nothing more than a range-enhancing soul skill."

"Within this scope, weakening others and strengthening oneself, through this ebb and flow, makes one appear incredibly powerful."

"But in the face of the power of laws, such petty tricks are not worth mentioning."

A mocking smile appeared on Fang Yuan's lips.

"In that case, let's see who's the real deal!"

"Today, I will show you the power of the Clear Sky Hammer!"

The anger in Tang Hao's chest almost burst out of his chest.

"Since you're so eager to die, I'll give you a chance."

"I'll give you three moves."

"If you can make me bleed even a single drop within three moves, you win."

"If you can do that, I will spare all of your lives."

Fang Yuan's tone was full of composure and control.

"Don't be so arrogant!"

"If your confidence is merely based on your ability to break through my domain, then you will surely meet the same fate as Qian Xunji today!"

Tang Hao swung the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, and dense black soul power emanated from the hammer.

One spirit ring after another slowly rose from beneath Tang Hao's feet.

Although the ascent was slow, Tang Hao's momentum grew stronger with each new spirit ring.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black...

Eight spirit rings appeared one after another, emanating a chilling aura.

After a brief pause, the final, crimson ninth spirit ring, radiating an aura of life and death, slowly rose.

That was Ah Yin's spirit ring, his lifelong obsession, and one of his most powerful trump cards.

It has to be said that Tang Hao is deeply in love with Ah Yin. Even in such a "showy" moment, he would never forget to "bring" her along.

"Your only reliance is the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique and the Great Sumeru Hammer."

Fang Yuan looked at the spirit rings around Tang Hao, his tone carrying a hint of disdain and mockery.

A silvery-gray glow gradually spread out.

There was no earth-shattering phantom of the martial spirit, nor any dazzling spirit ring enhancement.

The mere presence of the silvery-gray aura of law surrounding him inspired awe in everyone.

This is the power of the laws, a supreme power far surpassing martial spirits and soul rings.

The six-winged angel martial soul gives people a feeling of holiness, nobility and purity, as if they are bathed in holy light.

Fang Yuan's power left them with only an absolute sense of oppression.

An overwhelmingly domineering aura, an air of absolute self-importance, and a suffocating sense of oppression and a deep-seated despair and fear.

Divine grace is as vast as the sea, divine power is as deep as a prison!

Thunder and rain are both blessings from Heaven!

Tang Hao was still under the pressure of this aura, causing his blood and qi to surge.

Then there's no need to mention Yu Xiaogang, Tang San, Oscar, Ning Rongrong, and others.

They were all collapsed to the ground, their limbs trembling uncontrollably.

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang's eyes were filled with shock and despair.

He dared to guarantee with his life's work on the Soul Master theory that he had never seen such domineering power.

Despair and shock were felt not only by Yu Xiaogang, but also by Tang San, who had always been regarded as a role model by everyone.

He knew better than anyone that once Tang Hao was defeated, none of them would be able to leave this place alive.

"How is it? Feels pretty good, right?"

Fang Yuan looked at Tang Hao, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

"That's all there is to it; it's just barely passable."

Tang Hao took a deep breath and began to quickly adjust his state.

Fang Yuan's strength was truly astonishing to him.

If he doesn't adjust his mindset and give it his all at this moment, he will surely die.

He cannot die; he still needs to protect Tang San and avenge Ah Yin.

"Hey, little sister, watch closely, this is how you use the Clear Sky Hammer!"

Tang Hao's voice resounded through the sky.

"Eighth Soul Skill: Sky-Piercing Strike!"

The deep black eighth spirit ring suddenly flashed, and the dazzling black light almost illuminated the entire street.

Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer crashed down fiercely!

Strangely, he didn't smash Fang Yuan, but rather the air in front of him!

boom--!

A deafening roar erupted at that moment.

Where the Haotian Hammer struck, the air instantly exploded, creating rings of visible black shockwaves.

Immediately afterwards, the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang Hao's hand suddenly disappeared, and the air that had just been shattered was completely dyed black.

The next second, all the black air rapidly condensed in the air, converging into a super Haotian Hammer made entirely of energy, as large as a small mountain.

The Super Clear Sky Hammer, radiating an aura of world-destroying destruction and accompanied by a piercing whistling sound, hurtled straight towards Fang Yuan!

This is Tang Hao's eighth soul skill, a powerful soul skill that direct disciples of the Clear Sky Sect pursue throughout their lives.

The most domineering aspect of Sky Strike is that this skill has a built-in lock-on effect.

Therefore, the opponent has no choice but to take the hit head-on!

Will Fang Yuan hide?

the answer is negative!

Fang Yuan stood tall and straight like a pine tree, neither dodging nor avoiding the attack.

It was as if that world-destroying super Haotian Hammer was nothing more than an ordinary little hammer.

Just as the Haotian Hammer was about to strike Fang Yuan, he slowly raised his palm and gently lifted it upwards!

Boom—!

A huge shockwave exploded outwards in a ring, kicking up clouds of dust and smoke.

A moment later, the smoke and dust dissipated.

The scene in the square left everyone speechless.

Fang Yuan remained standing in the same spot, without moving an inch.

With his left hand behind his back, he used his right hand to firmly hold the massive, mountain-like Haotian Hammer in mid-air.

That earth-shattering impact was like a stone sinking into the sea before him, without causing the slightest ripple.

"You think you can defeat me with just this one move?!"

Fang Yuan flicked his fingers lightly.

The massive, mountain-like Haotian Hammer was sent flying backwards with a piercing whistling sound, crashing heavily into the distant wall.

"Then let's continue!"

With a slight gesture of his right hand, Tang Hao drew the Clear Sky Hammer back into his grasp, guided by his soul power.

"Haotian Hammer: Chaotic Cloak!"

Tang Hao stepped forward with his right foot and slammed it heavily onto the ground.

Boom!

The ground shook violently!

Amidst the deafening roar, Tang Hao's right foot sank halfway into the ground.

He exerted force with both legs and suddenly twisted his waist back.

His soul power surged wildly into the Clear Sky Hammer, and the black light on the hammer became increasingly intense.

The Haotian Hammer swung diagonally in the air, making a full circle, and then struck the ground heavily before bouncing back up.