Douro Continent

Chapter 638 Returning to the Haotian Sect

When Tang San sent the master craftsman Lou Gao and a large quantity of precious metals to the Clear Sky Sect, he also left the explosive formula there. He had already experimented and confirmed that explosives could be successfully produced in this world. Therefore, Lou Gao was not only tasked with creating the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needles, but also with crafting the Tang Sect's most powerful hidden weapon, the Buddha's Wrath Lotus. This was a terrifying weapon that Tang San had painstakingly researched in his previous life.

Comparatively speaking, the process of creating the Buddha's Wrath Lotus is more difficult than that of creating the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needles, because both the preparation of the explosives and the casting of the needle itself are extremely challenging. However, Tang San had prior experience creating the Buddha's Wrath Lotus, so the blueprints he left for Lou Gao were much more precise, down to every single detail. Therefore, from Lou Gao's perspective, creating the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needles was actually more difficult.

Five years have passed, and Tang San isn't sure if Lou Gao can still forge these two peerless hidden weapons. But with his uncle's help, forging shouldn't be a problem.

The Haotian Sect is located 300 miles east of Tiandou City. From afar, Tang San and his family of four could already see the smoke rising from the small mountain village.

Although Tang Hao had given Tang San a map of this place, it was actually given to him by Tang San's aunt, Tang Yuehua; he himself had never been here before. Looking at the dilapidated little mountain village before him, a cold glint flashed in Tang Hao's eyes.

Once upon a time, the Clear Sky Sect was the number one sect in the world, but now it has fallen to such a state, even having to use this dilapidated mountain village as its gateway. As the Clear Sky Sect's former strongest Title Douluo, Tang Hao's feelings at this moment can be imagined.

However, his clenched left fist was grasped by a pair of soft hands. Tang Hao turned his head and saw his wife gazing at him tenderly. Ah Yin said softly, "Don't think too much. Now that you and your son are back, the Haotian Sect will surely regain its glory."

Looking at his wife, Tang Hao's cold expression softened considerably. He grasped Ah Yin's hand and nodded. "Don't worry, I'm fine. It's just that after being away from the sect for so many years, I feel a little melancholy at finally returning."

Looking at his father's mutilated body, Tang San couldn't help but say, "Dad, if the Clear Sky Sect refuses to accept us, we'll leave once we get your soul bone back."

Tang Hao's face hardened, and he said in a deep voice, "Shut up. Xiao San, you must remember, no matter how the sect treats us, we are all part of the sect, and the martial spirit we use is the Clear Sky Hammer, which is inherited by the sect. No matter what, you are a disciple of the Clear Sky Sect."

Although Tang Hao only has one arm and one leg left, his authority remains when he gets angry.

"Yes," Tang San hurriedly agreed, but in his heart, he had no goodwill towards the Clear Sky Sect. Gazing at the mountain peaks behind the village, he thought to himself, if everything goes smoothly, that's fine. But if those elders of the sect dare to harm his father, they shouldn't blame him for showing no mercy.

Just then, Tang San suddenly saw his mother looking over, and he saw support in her eyes.

To repay the sect's kindness, Tang Hao severed both of his limbs. For many years, the Haotian Sect had never provided Tang Hao with any support, which made Ah Yin not only dislike the Haotian Sect but also feel strong hatred for it. Naturally, she supported her son.

With his mother's support, Tang San felt much relieved. No matter how devoted his father was to the sect, his mother's place in his heart was definitely higher. At crucial moments, his mother's words would surely play a key role.

As they spoke, they arrived at the village entrance. Several villagers immediately spotted them. Although Tang San had been here before, this village consisted mainly of outer disciples of the Clear Sky Sect, and few had seen him before. Seeing the four approaching, someone stepped forward to stop them.

"Please leave. We don't welcome outsiders here," a villager said coldly.

Tang San frowned slightly. "Even the words are the same as last time. There's no creativity at all." As he spoke, he released his Clear Sky Hammer.

Before the black light even appeared, an oppressive pressure, like a dark cloud looming overhead, surged forth from Tang San's left hand. This Clear Sky Hammer was no longer the one without spirit rings. Its massive shaft looked even more imposing than the dark Trident of the Sea God, and the hammerhead was twice the size of its predecessor. The handle had also extended to nearly two meters in length. The Clear Sky Hammer was no longer a casting hammer, but a genuine warhammer.

Dark gold patterns flowed across the black hammer, and the engraved Killing God Domain gave it a blood-red aura. Its domineering presence concealed a powerful killing intent that spread out as if it were tangible.

One red and two black spirit rings were neatly arranged on the Clear Sky Hammer, their inner light shining through, yet filled with an invisible pressure.

The villagers blocking their way all changed their expressions drastically and hurriedly retreated, barely managing to stand firm at the village entrance. Staring at the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San's hand, they were too shocked to speak.

Tang San said calmly, "Go to the sect immediately and report that Tang Hao and his son Tang San have returned with their families."

Several villagers exchanged glances and hurriedly ran back into the village.

At this moment, Tang Hao seemed lost in thought, his brows furrowed. Ah Yin stood calmly beside him, her arm linked with his. She glanced at her son every now and then, and whenever she saw her tall, handsome son, a satisfied smile would appear in her eyes. With such a son, what more could a husband ask for?

The Clear Sky Sect always leaves disciples in this outpost village. The villagers were so astonished by Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer that they even forgot to lead them into the village first. Before long, a person emerged, surrounded by the villagers.

The man was dressed in familiar gray clothes; he was an acquaintance. It was this man and Tang Long who greeted Tang San when he first came to the Clear Sky Sect. Tang San remembered that this third-generation disciple, who was a few years older than him, was named Tang Yu.

Tang Yu visibly relaxed upon seeing Tang San. "It really is you! I thought those outer disciples were just fooling me. Hello, Tang San, welcome back. I just heard them say that your second uncle came back with you too?"

Tang San's eyes darkened. Tang Yu clearly saw his father, but he didn't recognize his disabled father. This only intensified his resentment towards the Clear Sky Sect. He said in a deep voice, "My father is here."

As a disciple of the Clear Sky Sect, Tang Yu was no ordinary person. He immediately sensed the change in Tang San's eyes and his gaze shifted to Tang Hao. Although he tried hard to control his emotions, he couldn't help but show a hint of surprise when he saw that Tang Hao had only one arm and one leg. However, he was quick-witted and reacted quickly. He hurriedly stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Junior Tang Yu greets Second Uncle."

In fact, Tang Hao was not ranked second among the second-generation disciples of the Haotian Sect. It was only because he and his brother Tang Xiao were the direct descendants of the previous sect leader that they were respectfully addressed as "Second Uncle" by the third-generation disciples.

Tang Hao waved his hand and said, "No need for formalities. As a sinner of the sect, I ceased to be a member of the Haotian Sect twenty years ago."

Tang San said in a deep voice, "Brother Tang Yu, please lead the way. We need to go to the sect."

Upon hearing Tang San's words, Tang Yu's face immediately showed difficulty, and he said with a wry smile, "Brother, it's certainly not a problem for you to go to the sect. However, as you know, our sect is currently closed and does not receive outsiders. Moreover, Second Uncle's identity is sensitive right now. Please don't make things difficult for me."

Tang San angrily retorted, "What do you mean by 'outsider'? My father is the son of the previous sect leader, with the title Haotian. These are my mother and wife. How can they be outsiders?"

"This..." Tang Yu said awkwardly, "Tang San, I really can't make this decision. How about this? You come with me to the sect first to explain the situation to the sect leader and elders. Then we can invite Second Uncle and his family up the mountain?"

Tang San's heart stirred. He looked at his mother, his expression suddenly calming down. He nodded to Tang Yu and said, "That's fine then. Let's go now."

As he spoke, he approached his father. "Dad, let's not make things difficult for him. He really can't make the decision. I'll go up the mountain with him first. I'll come down to pick you up later. Xiaowu, you wait for me here too."

Xiao Wu nodded obediently. Tang San turned to leave, but just as he turned back, a strong hand grabbed his shoulder.

Tang San turned around and saw his father staring intently at him. Their eyes met, and in that instant, Tang San knew that his father understood what he meant. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "No one knows a son better than his father!" He had tried to hide it, but his father had still seen through him.

Tang Hao stared intently at Tang San. "Little San, watch your step. Go on. We'll wait for you here."

Tang San's eyes flashed with surprise. Although his father was reminding him, his words clearly contained a peculiar meaning, not outright opposition. This showed that his father also harbored resentment towards the sect. Of course, this was also because his father cared deeply for the sect and was eager to return to pay respects to his grandfather.

Tang San nodded to his father, then turned and followed Tang Yu.

After passing through the village and arriving at the steep mountain wall, Tang Yu called out to Tang San, then leaped into the air, using the depressions in the mountain wall every ten meters to gain leverage, and began to climb towards the top of the mountain.

Tang San smiled calmly. This time, unlike before, he didn't proceed in a conventional manner. With a slight sway, he rose into the air, and in a flash of light, he arrived at the mountaintop. Having reached level ninety and broken through to the Title Douluo realm, the effects of his 100,000-year-old soul bone skill could now be fully utilized. The flight skill of his Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone had become an integral part of his body; with a thought, he could fly even faster than a winged bird.

When Tang Yu reached the top of the mountain, he saw Tang San standing there waiting for him. He couldn't help but rub his eyes, as he had no idea how Tang San had gotten up there.

"Let's speed things up a bit, so Father won't get impatient." Tang San nodded to Tang Yu and reached out to grab his shoulder.

As a direct disciple of the Clear Sky Sect, Tang Yu naturally possessed extraordinary strength. He instinctively shrank back, trying to dodge. But who knew that Tang San's palm seemed to have a strange suction force. Tang Yu felt a numbness in his shoulder, and the soul power that had been gathering within him was suddenly restricted. The next moment, he was flying up as if riding the clouds, amidst a cry of surprise.

Tang San carried him into the air, and Tang Yu felt the biting mountain wind constantly rushing past him, along with sharp whistling sounds in his ears. Strangely, however, he didn't feel the cold wind blowing on his body at all; instead, he felt warm and cozy, as if he were immersed in warm water, an indescribable comfort.

Before Tang Yu could fully enjoy the feeling, her feet suddenly trembled, and she found herself firmly on the ground, regaining control of her body.

Tang San released his left hand from his shoulder, smiled slightly, and said, "Please forgive me, this will make things faster."

Tang Yu then realized that he had returned to the main peak of Haotian Sect in just a few breaths!

Shaking her head helplessly, Tang Yu's gaze towards Tang San changed drastically. "Tang San, you seem even more terrifying this time than last time. However, I have a feeling you've come with ill intentions! Don't show this kind of attitude in front of the elders. They don't have very good tempers."

Tang San smiled calmly and said, "Thank you for the reminder, I will be careful." He thought to himself, "Was I being too obvious? Even Tang Yu could tell that I came with ill intentions?" However, whether it was good or bad, it still depended on the sect's decision.

Tang Yu glanced at the strangely shaped trident of the Sea God in Tang San's right hand. "Let's go. Let's go over there."

The fortress-like stone building appeared before Tang San once again. Seeing this, Tang San couldn't help but take a deep breath. He had many things to do upon his return. He barely suppressed his resentment, trying his best to calm himself. He certainly hoped everything could be resolved peacefully. This would make it easier for his father to be accepted by the sect. No matter how you looked at it, his father's feelings for the sect remained as deep as ever.

The two young men guarding the gate were both surprised to see Tang San. They had both seen him before; Tang San had displayed his power at the Clear Sky Sect, defeating the Seventh Elder who used only 40% of his soul power, leaving a deep impression on these young men. Although Tang Long and Tang Hu had always been the leaders of the third-generation disciples, among these third and fourth-generation disciples, Tang San was universally recognized as the number one of the third generation.

Therefore, seeing that Tang San and the others did not try to stop them at all, and with a hint of admiration in their eyes, they stepped aside.

Upon entering the sect, Tang Yu said, "Let me take you to the living room to sit down first. Then I'll go and inform the sect leader immediately."

Tang San nodded and said, "Okay. Then I'll trouble you."

Tang Yu chuckled and said, "We're brothers, no need to be so polite. We all admire your skills very much! If you have the chance, please give me some pointers."

Tang San smiled without saying a word. Tang Yu led him to a seat in the living room and immediately turned to report.

The living room was large enough to accommodate fifty people for a meeting. At this moment, Tang San's thoughts were inevitably immersed in the grudges and entanglements between his father and the sect.

The events of that year did indeed bring disaster to the sect, but it depends on the perspective. Was his father wrong? What's wrong with protecting his wife? It was the Spirit Hall that wanted to take its anger out on the Clear Sky Sect. Tang San once thought his father was responsible for the sect's calamity and believed he bore undeniable responsibility. But over the years, after so many events and interactions with the Spirit Hall, he understands that even without those events, the Spirit Hall wouldn't have let the Clear Sky Sect off the hook.

At that time, the sects chose to retreat rather than confront them. Indeed, the Spirit Hall was extremely powerful, but according to the four patriarchs of the four major clans, the Clear Sky Sect was at its peak back then! If they had united with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School at that time, the Spirit Hall might not have dared to actually attack. Even if a battle had broken out, the outcome would certainly not have been worse than it is now.

Of the former seven great sects, three are now in ruins: one is dead, one is crippled, and one has retreated into seclusion. The Clear Sky Sect truly bears the brunt of the blame. As the number one sect in the world, it retreated only for its own sect's benefit, allowing the Spirit Hall to grow even more unscrupulous. This has led to the Spirit Empire's current dominance over the Heaven Dou and Star Luo Empires.

From these perspectives, what wrong did Father do back then? The sect not only severed ties with Father but also withdrew from the scene. The elders even blamed Father for everything. Was it really Father's fault? Twenty-five years have passed, and Father has lived in depression ever since. In the end, he even mutilated himself to repay the sect's nurturing kindness.

Thinking of this, Tang San clenched his fists. His father was not wrong; the sect was wrong. This thought spread uncontrollably through his mind.

As he was pondering this, suddenly, a soft exclamation rang out, "It's you, you're back?"

Tang San looked up and saw a familiar face – Tang Hu, one of the most outstanding disciples of the third generation, who had competed with Tang Long for the title of the third-generation chief disciple. He was standing outside the door, watching him.

After many years, Tang Hu's aura had become even more composed, truly like a tiger with restrained power, his every move exuding extreme calmness. His eyes flickered, a fleeting look of surprise crossing his face. But deep within his gaze, a clear hostility shone through.

Tang San still remembers his adorable daughter named Tian Tian. All these years have passed; that little girl who was thirteen or fourteen back then should be a young woman by now.

"Hello, Brother Tang Hu." Tang San stood up. He believed that etiquette should not be neglected and that he still attached great importance to filial piety and brotherly love.

Tang Hu walked into the living room and asked, "When did you get back?"

Tang San said, "I just arrived."

Tang Hu nodded and said, "If we have the chance, we can have a friendly spar."

Tang San didn't stand on ceremony, "Alright, I'll be waiting anytime."

Tang Hu said no more. Just as he was about to leave the living room, footsteps suddenly came from outside. Accompanied by Tang Yu and Tang Long, Tang Xiao, the current sect leader of Haotian Sect, walked in. Tang Xiao was somewhat surprised to see Tang Hu there, but he didn't have time to pay attention to Tang Hu at the moment.

"Mistress, you're finally back."

Tang San quickly stepped forward and knelt on one knee. "Uncle, I'm sorry to have worried you."

Tang Xiao grabbed him and pulled him up. "We're family, no need for such formalities. You've returned from Seagod Island?"

Upon hearing the words "Seagod Island," both Tang Long and Tang Hu's eyes flashed with a sharp light. The two brothers exchanged a glance, their gazes clashing, neither willing to back down. Clearly, their rivalry had not ceased over the years.

Tang San naturally had no need to hide anything from Tang Xiao. It was Tang Xiao who had guided him to Seagod Island in the first place. "Yes, I just returned from Seagod Island. Uncle, why did you come here in person? You could have just summoned me."

Tang Xiao laughed and said, "I'm so happy you're back. It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back."

Tang San asked, "Uncle, I came back this time hoping to pay respects to my grandfather. My father is here too."

Tang Xiao, who had been all smiles, froze upon hearing Tang San's words. He grabbed Tang San's shoulders abruptly, "What did you say? Hao-di is back too?"

Tang Xiao's expression clearly became agitated. He looked at Tang San with some difficulty, his eyes instantly reddening, and his emotions were extremely unstable.

Tang San said, "Yes, Uncle, Father came back to the sect with me this time, hoping to recognize our ancestors and pay homage to our grandfather."

Tang Xiao took a deep breath, trying hard to suppress his emotions. "Little San, do you still remember the demands the elders made of you back then?"

Tang San nodded and said, "Of course I remember. Three things. First, cultivate to level 80 or above and possess the strength of a Soul Douluo. Second, obtain a 100,000-year soul ring. Third, kill a Title Douluo from the Spirit Hall."

Tang Xiao said, "So, you've already..."

Tang San nodded again, "Yes, Uncle. My father is still waiting outside the mountain. Should we summon the elders now? As you know, my father crippled both of his limbs, and I don't want him to wait too long."

Tang Xiao was stunned by the series of news Tang San brought, while Tang Long, Tang Hu, and Tang Yu beside him stared at Tang San in astonishment. Judging from Tang San's words, he had clearly already possessed the strength of a Soul Douluo. How old was he? Twenty-five, or twenty-six? And he was already a Soul Douluo? How...how could this be?

Tang Xiao sized Tang San up and down, surprised to find that he could no longer see through his nephew. He said in a deep voice, "San, this is no child's play. You know how much your father's actions affected the sect, committing a grave mistake. His return to the sect is no joke! Ten years haven't even passed; are you sure you've fulfilled those three requests? Perhaps I should go with you to see your father first?"

Tang San frowned slightly. "Uncle, was my father really wrong back then? Even if that incident hadn't happened, do you think the Spirit Hall would have let our Clear Sky Sect off the hook?"

Tang Xiao was stunned, his eyes instantly blazing with anger. "Third brother, do you know what you're saying? Even though your father is my own brother, I can't protect him. If he hadn't killed the previous Pope of the Spirit Hall, would the Spirit Hall have so easily turned against us? That matter is already settled. The order to expel your father was issued by your grandfather. This matter is of great importance. You're just a third-generation disciple. If you say such things in front of the elders, even you might..."

Tang San took a deep breath, looked at Tang Xiao, and said, "I'm sorry, Uncle, I was too impulsive. However, I have indeed done all three things that the elders agreed to. Please gather the elders. They promised that if I can accomplish these three things within ten years, they will not only allow me to pay respects to my grandfather, but also allow my father to return and pay respects."

With his vast spiritual power, Tang San's mental abilities surpassed those of his uncle, whose soul power was likely around level ninety-seven. He could deeply sense the excitement in his uncle's emotions; it was an absolutely genuine feeling.

Tang San had once suspected his uncle. After all, his uncle was the biggest beneficiary of his father's expulsion from the sect. Moreover, his uncle had once harbored feelings for his mother, and the possibility of love turning to hate couldn't be ruled out. Although his uncle had taught him the Nine Absolute Techniques of Haotian, Tang San still harbored some wariness towards Tang Xiao. However, this time, his thoughts had changed. One can fake emotions, strength, and attitude. But one's emotional fluctuations cannot be faked. Although Tang San couldn't see through Tang Xiao's heart, the emotional fluctuations he displayed when speaking, especially upon hearing of his father's return, were extremely genuine. It was a feeling of pain mixed with deep familial love. He wanted to see his father, but he also didn't want his father to return to the sect and face the censure of the elders and disciples. Tang San understood this. And it was precisely because of this that his suspicions about Tang Xiao vanished. His father's matter should be clarified in front of the sect elders.

After a moment's thought, Tang Xiao slowly nodded. "In that case, alright then. Tang Long."

"Yes," Tang Long replied respectfully.

Tang Xiao said, "Issue my sect leader's order to summon the five elders to the reception room for a meeting."

"Yes," Tang Long replied, quickly turning to leave. Before departing, he glanced at Tang San with a hint of admiration in his eyes. Although Tang Long hadn't had a chance to speak to Tang San, he was still quite surprised to learn that Tang San had already reached level eighty or higher. However, he believed that Tang San would never joke about something like this.

Before long, five elderly figures filed in; they were the five elders Tang San had met before. The Second Elder led the way, and the Seventh Elder brought up the rear. When they saw Tang San, they all showed surprise. They exchanged glances, clearly guessing that Tang Hao's summons to the meeting must be related to Tang San.

The first four elders each went to sit in the front row of the living room. Only the Seventh Elder, who had fought Tang San before, came directly to Tang San, looked him up and down, and said, "You're back, kid. How was it? Those three things weren't easy to do, were they? You don't have many years left, so you need to work hard. Don't embarrass our Clear Sky Sect."

Just then, Tang San uttered a shocking statement that froze the expressions of all the high-ranking members of the Clear Sky Sect, including Tang Xiao.

"Haotian Sect, do you still have the nerve?"

"What did you say?" The Seventh Elder, who was closest to Tang San, was furious and slapped Tang San across the face.

Tang San subtly moved the Trident of the Sea God in his right hand, blocking the Seventh Elder's palm just as it was about to strike. With a muffled thud, Tang San remained unmoved, while the Seventh Elder's palm landed on the trident shaft and was thrown back by the force. Fortunately, he hadn't used too much force, but even so, he still had to take several steps back to regain his balance.

"Xiao San, what nonsense are you talking about?" Tang Xiao arrived in front of Tang San in almost an instant. Although it seemed that he was there to question Tang San, he used his body to separate Tang San from the Seventh Elder.

At this moment, the other four elders also looked over, with the Second Elder leading the way, glaring angrily at Tang San.

Tang San remained calm and said indifferently, "I'm not talking nonsense, I'm telling the truth. In the outside world of Soul Masters, how many people still know about our Clear Sky Sect? What do they say about the Clear Sky Sect? Only four words: cowards. Does the Clear Sky Sect really have any face left?"

"Enough!" Tang Xiao shouted angrily and slapped Tang San across the face. This time, Tang San did not dodge or resist with his internal energy, and took Tang Xiao's slap head-on.

However, Tang Xiao's palm strike only caused Tang San's face to tilt slightly. Under the powerful weight of the Poseidon Trident, Tang San was not knocked away. Moreover, although Tang Xiao appeared to be furious, he only used about 10% of his strength in that palm strike.

A trickle of blood flowed down Tang San's lip, but he didn't wipe it away. Instead, he raised his left hand, extending three fingers. "Today, I'm here for three things. First, to prove to the elders that I have fulfilled the three conditions you set for me. Second, to pay respects to my grandfather with my father. Third, and most importantly, to prove to my father that the mistake he made back then was not his fault. At the same time, I also want to reclaim the two soul bones that my father was rightfully entitled to."

"Insolence!" The kind-faced Second Elder finally spoke, his sharp and domineering aura suddenly erupting from him, completely suppressing Tang San. But to his surprise, Tang San seemed completely unaffected by the pressure he released, remaining standing there as if nothing was amiss.

"Tang San, what do you think this place is? What right do you have to speak to us like that? Seventh Brother, seize him. Sect Master, you've seen what he did. I want to question him first about his disrespect for elders."

The Seventh Elder roared, black light surged, and the Clear Sky Hammer was suddenly unleashed, ready to strike. Tang Xiao quickly stepped in front of him, shouting, "Wait!"

Tang San, however, seemed unimpressed. He sneered, "Want to fight? Let's go outside." As he spoke, he lightly touched the ground with his toes, flipped his golden trident backwards, and left the living room.

Tang Xiao was extremely anxious. "Xiao San, you..." Before he could finish speaking, the Seventh Elder had already chased after him. Helpless, Tang Xiao could only follow. The other four elders followed behind with angry glints in their eyes.

Tang San left the living room and, in a few leaps, was already outside the sect, arriving at a flat area on the peak outside the main gate. The Seventh Elder was extremely fast and caught up in the blink of an eye.

"Boy, did you take the wrong medicine today?" the Seventh Elder shouted angrily.

Tang San had some goodwill towards this straightforward elder, but today he was determined to vindicate his father and would not back down. He said in a deep voice, "Seventh Elder, I respect you as an elder. If you insist on taking action, don't blame me for being impolite."

The Seventh Elder laughed in anger, "Well, kid, I see you've grown wings. I'd like to see how you'll treat me rudely."

He had lost to Tang San back then, and although he had only used 40% of his soul power, he was still deeply resentful, as Tang San was only a Soul King at the time. The strong recoil from that slap on the Sea God Trident still made his hand ache slightly. Burning with rage, he no longer held back, and his Clear Sky Hammer, carrying a powerful aura, smashed straight at Tang San's head.

Tang San did not release his martial soul. Facing the Seventh Elder's Clear Sky Hammer, he took a half step back, gripped the Sea God Trident with both hands, and raised the halberd shaft to meet it, shouting, "Open!"

Just as the hammer and halberd clashed, Tang Xiao, the Howling Sky Douluo, and the other four elders emerged from their pursuit. Seeing the Seventh Elder, his body gleaming with nine rings, wielding the Clear Sky Hammer, crashing down on Tang San, who hadn't even released his Martial Soul, like a mountain collapsing, Tang Xiao was terrified. But by then, even if he wanted to rescue him, it was too late. He closed his eyes in anguish. Faced with such an attack from a Title Douluo, without even releasing his Martial Soul, Tang Xiao couldn't imagine any other outcome for Tang San.

boom--

A deafening roar echoed through the mountains, and exclamations rang out from behind Tang Xiao. Tang Xiao subconsciously opened his eyes and was immediately stunned by what he saw.

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