Douluo Continent: My name is Yang Jian, and I achieved sainthood through my physical body.

Chapter 42 Tang Hao: How is this possible!

"Domain of the God of Slaughter!"

A white light burst forth from Tang Hao's body, intertwining with the light of the blood-red soul ring.

A colossal phantom appeared behind him, wielding the Haotian Hammer and looking down upon all living beings.

The Haotian Hammer became enormous, its head resembling a small mountain that blotted out the sky.

Tang Hao gripped the hammer handle with both hands and slammed it down on Yang Jian.

The wind arrives before the hammer.

The fierce hammer wind instantly pressed the ground into concentric ripples, sending gravel and dust soaring into the sky, obscuring the sun.

The air whistled shrilly under the pressure of the Haotian Hammer, as if the whole world was trembling.

Yue Guan's expression changed drastically in the distance.

He could feel that the power of this hammer blow was terrifying to the extreme.

If it were me, even if I used all my strength, I definitely wouldn't be able to withstand that attack.

He would definitely be beaten to death on the spot.

He looked at Yang Jian, his eyes filled with worry.

Although Yang Jian had previously displayed unimaginable strength when facing Chen Xin and Gu Rong, Tang Hao's hammer blow would leave Chen Xin and Gu Rong severely injured, if they managed to withstand it together, they would be badly injured, if not killed.

Little Jane————

Yang Jian stood there, watching the giant hammer fall from the sky, his smile unchanged.

He calmly extended his left hand.

"Howling Celestial Dog".

A surge of white light.

A white figure burst out of his body and landed in front of him.

As soon as the Celestial Hound appeared, it felt a terrifying sense of oppression.

A flash of anger crossed its eyes, and its body suddenly swelled up.

Three meters, ten meters, thirty meters, fifty meters!

In the blink of an eye, a colossal beast fifty meters tall appeared in the valley.

It roared to the sky, its voice deafening, and its silvery-white fur shone brightly in the sunlight.

It raised one of its front paws and slapped it at the Haotian Hammer that was coming down.

"boom--!"

A deafening roar.

The Haotian Hammer and the Howling Celestial Dog's claws collided, unleashing a blinding light.

The terrifying shockwave spread in all directions, destroying all the trees within a radius of several miles and tearing the ground up layer by layer.

The shockwave pushed Yue Guan backward, almost causing him to lose his footing.

He quickly used his soul power to stabilize himself, looking at the area shrouded in smoke and dust from afar, his heart pounding in his chest.

"Boom!"

With a loud explosion, Tang Hao was blasted away, crashing into the distant mountainside like a cannonball.

The mountainside collapsed, and rubble tumbled down, burying Tang Hao underneath.

After a while, Tang Hao finally crawled out from among the rubble.

He was covered in blood, his clothes were tattered, and blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth; he was in a terrible state.

He coughed up large amounts of blood, and his internal organs were severely damaged.

Old wounds hadn't healed, and now new ones have been added.

It will take several years to raise it properly now.

But the physical pain paled in comparison to the shock he felt.

Tang Hao raised his head and looked at the magnificent white beast in the valley, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Is this the second martial soul?

He just saw the white dog emerge from Yang Jian's body with his own eyes; there's no mistake about it.

But this is just too outrageous!

His all-out attack was slapped back by a dog?

This is unreasonable!

The strength of a martial spirit is determined by the spirit master.

Although Yang Jian could fight me to a standstill, he was definitely not as good as me.

Why is his second martial soul so powerful?

Tang Hao even suspected that the white dog was actually a soul beast that had been around for hundreds of thousands of years, and not a martial soul at all.

He endured the excruciating pain to steady himself, his gaze fixed on the Howling Celestial Dog, and his mood gradually calmed down.

Even if it withstood my attack, the dog should have been injured.

If we could do it again, we could win this battle today.

With this thought in mind, Tang Hao felt somewhat at ease.

However, the next second, his expression froze.

All I saw was...

The Celestial Hound slowly emerged from the smoke and dust.

It exhaled, instantly dispersing the smoke and dust in front of it, revealing its complete body.

Its silvery-white fur shimmered in the sunlight, making it exceptionally powerful and awe-inspiring.

There was a small scratch on its paw.

That's it.

Tang Hao was completely dumbfounded.

"impossible----"

His voice was trembling.

His all-out attack only managed to peel off a tiny bit of the dog's skin?

How is that possible?

Seeing this scene from afar, Yue Guan's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.

The worry on his face turned into relief, and then from relief into shock.

It seems that Yang Jian's second martial soul is even stronger than I imagined.

I'm afraid even His Holiness the Pope wouldn't be a match for them.

The moment the thought popped into Yue Guan's head, he was startled.

But then he thought again that it wasn't impossible.

He didn't know exactly what level Bibi Dong was at, but he estimated that she wasn't much higher than him.

Bibi Dong possesses twin martial souls, so her true combat strength cannot be measured by her level. However, Yang Jian also has twin martial souls and recently defeated Chen Xin and Gu Rong.

Now, it seems that Tang Hao is no match for him either.

Even the Celestial Hound didn't seem to be using its full strength.

If Bibi Dong really faces off against Yang Jian, it's really hard to say who will win or lose.

Yue Guan's eyes darted around, and suddenly an even bolder idea popped into her head.

Would it be better if Yang Jian became Pope?

He shook his head, trying to shake the thought off, but it was like a root that had taken hold in his mind, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what he did.

Over the years, Bibi Dong has become increasingly obsessive in her actions.

He couldn't immediately predict what Bibi Dong would do if the Spirit Hall were to unify the continent in the future, but it certainly wouldn't be anything good.

He used to be a commoner Soul Master, and it was thanks to the Spirit Hall that he achieved his current success and status.

He hopes the Spirit Hall will get better and better.

I don't want to see the Spirit Hall destroyed by Bibi Dong.

Previously, he had no choice but to go along with Bibi Dong's wicked ways because he had already boarded her pirate ship.

But now there's Yang Jian—

Yue Guan didn't continue thinking about it, but there was something else clearly in her eyes.

at this time.

Tang Hao finally came to his senses and looked at Yang Jian standing behind Xiaotian Dog.

For the first time, a hint of fear appeared on his face.

"Old man," Tang Hao's voice was hoarse, "I suddenly remembered I have something else to attend to. How about we call it quits?"

From now on, you go your way, and I'll go mine.

Yang Jian sneered.

"You're the one who said you wouldn't fight, and you're also the one who said you wouldn't." His voice was full of sarcasm. "What, the once invincible Haotian Douluo, are you afraid now?"

Tang Hao's face flushed red; naturally, he was unwilling to admit it.

"I just think it's unnecessary." He stiffened his neck and raised his voice several octaves. "If we keep fighting, you'll definitely die in the end, and my injuries will worsen. It's not good for either of us."

Yang Jian looked at him like he was a fool.

"Tang Hao, I really don't know whether to call you confident or arrogant."

"You really think you can kill me?"

A cold glint flashed in Tang Hao's eyes.

"I've already warned you. If you want to continue, I don't mind using my last trump card to end your life!"

Yang Jian beckoned with her finger.

"Come, come, come."

His smile held a hint of anticipation.

"You've never used the Great Sumeru Hammer or the Exploding Ring, so this must be your last trump card."

"Go ahead and try, see if you can kill me. I'll be waiting."