Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

Tang Hao smiled.

The laughter was hoarse and wild, echoing in the empty stadium.

"Bullshit, I, Tang Hao, have never thought that way."

Tang Hao was furious because his plan had been ruthlessly exposed by Qian Gu Xiao Ye.

"It's only natural? What a wonderful claim of it!"

He suddenly raised the Clear Sky Hammer, and all nine spirit rings lit up at the same time.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight—eight black, ten-thousand-year soul rings.

The ninth one—red, 100,000 years.

Eight black and one red.

A collective gasp filled the room.

Chen Xin's pupils contracted, Gu Rong's hands trembled slightly, Yu Yuanzhen's body leaned forward completely, and Emperor Xue Ye's lips trembled.

Eight ten-thousand-year spirit rings and one hundred-thousand-year spirit ring. What does that mean?

None of the people present, including Sword Douluo Chen Xin, Bone Douluo Gu Rong, and Yu Yuanzhen, the patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan, had such a soul ring configuration.

Qian Gu Xiaoye's expression became extremely solemn.

He was level 95, and his soul ring configuration was two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red.

Tang Hao's spirit ring configuration has four more ten-thousand-year spirit rings than his.

what does this mean?

This means that Tang Hao's cultivation level is at least level 95 or even level 96.

Tang Hao raised the Haotian Hammer and smashed it down towards Qian Gu Xiaoye.

That hammer blow carried earth-shattering power.

The space around the hammer was distorted, the air was compressed to the extreme, and a sharp explosion was emitted.

The hammer hasn't arrived yet, but the wind has.

Qian Gu Xiao Ye's hair was blown backwards and his clothes fluttered.

He did not back down.

The Panlong Staff swept out horizontally, its body wreathed in jet-black dragon flames, colliding head-on with the Haotian Hammer.

boom--!

A deafening roar, like a thunderclap.

The arena collapsed completely, sending rubble flying into the air before falling like raindrops.

Qian Gu Xiao Ye took five steps back, each step leaving a deep footprint in the ground.

His tiger's mouth was split open, and blood dripped down the coiled dragon staff. His right arm was trembling slightly.

Tang Hao remained unmoved.

Dugu Bo's expression changed.

Qian Gu Xiao Ye is level 95 and has a 100,000-year soul ring and soul bone. Even if Tang Hao has a 100,000-year soul ring, he is only level 91 or 92.

How could a single blow possibly repel Qian Gu Xiao Ye?

Unless... he wasn't actually a level 91 or 92.

His cultivation level is at least level ninety-six.

Dugu Bo did not hesitate.

He took a step forward, and the phantom of the Azure Dragon King appeared behind him, its nine soul rings pulsating up and down.

Dark green poisonous mist surged from his body like a tide, sweeping towards Tang Hao.

Wherever the poisonous fog passed, gravel was corroded into powder, and the air hissed.

Tang Hao didn't even look at it, and swung his Haotian Hammer.

The killing intent materialized, like a giant blood-red battle axe, cleaving the poisonous mist in two.

The poisonous fog surged to both sides, revealing a straight passage.

Dugu Bo groaned, staggered back several steps, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

His poisonous fog has never been so easily deciphered.

But Tang Hao did it, not with soul power, not with martial soul, but with killing intent.

Pure, solid, and tangible killing intent.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong exchanged a glance. They didn't recognize Tang Hao, but they recognized that murderous aura.

That wasn't the aura a normal Soul Master should have; it was the aura of a demon that crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

That kind of murderous aura cannot be accumulated by killing a few or dozens of people.

It takes killing hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of people to condense it.

"Fallen Soul Master".

Chen Xin said in a deep voice, the Seven Kill Sword in his hand, its blade humming, "This person has been corrupted by the killing aura and is no longer human."

Gu Rong nodded, and the Bone Dragon Martial Soul condensed into a gray pillar of light, swirling in his palm.

"Old Swordsman, let's attack together."

Two figures darted out simultaneously.

Chen Xin's Seven Kill Sword transformed into a white light, as fast as a shooting star, and pierced straight for Tang Hao's throat.

That was his signature move, the first move of the Seven Kill Sword Technique.

The bone dragon beam of light from the Bone Banyan Tree slammed into Tang Hao from the side, with dragon bones faintly emerging from the beam, carrying a decaying and terrifying aura.

The combined attack of two Title Douluos of level 95 or above is powerful enough to destroy the heavens and the earth.

Tang Hao advanced instead of retreating.

He roared to the sky, and the blood-red patterns on the Haotian Hammer suddenly lit up. Killing intent erupted from his body like a volcanic eruption, transforming into a blood-red light curtain that blocked the Seven Kill Sword and the Bone Dragon Light Pillar.

The white light struck the blood-red light screen, producing a piercing metallic scraping sound.

The gray beam of light slammed into the crimson light screen, unleashing a deafening roar.

The crimson light curtain cracked in several places, but it did not shatter.

Chen Xin's Seven Kill Sword was deflected, and he staggered back three steps, his hands going numb, and the Seven Kill Sword almost slipped from his grasp.

The ancient banyan tree's bone dragon light pillar was shattered, and he was sent flying backward, crashing into a pillar in the stands. The pillar broke, and he coughed up blood and slid to the ground.

Two level 96 titled Douluo joined forces, but Tang Hao blocked their attack with a single hammer blow.

The entire room fell silent.

Emperor Xueye's face was deathly pale. He looked at Xue Qinghe beside him, his lips trembling, unable to utter a single word.

Xue Qinghe clenched his fists, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Yu Yuanzhen stood up, and the phantom of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex appeared behind him, but he did not make a move.

He was waiting, waiting for the right opportunity.

On the Spirit Hall seat, Qian Gu Xiao Ye gripped the Panlong Staff tightly, blood still dripping from his tiger's mouth.

Dugu Bo clutched his chest, his face pale.

The two exchanged a glance and both saw the seriousness in each other's eyes.

Chapter 118 Severe Injury

"Elder."

Dugu Bo said in a low voice, "This person's cultivation level is at least level ninety-six. Even if you and I join forces, we are no match for him."

Qian Gu Xiao Ye remained silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Even if we are not your match, we must fight."

Just as he was about to strike again, a hand pressed down on his shoulder.

Golden Crocodile Douluo.

A level 99 peerless Douluo, the second elder of the Spirit Hall.

He walked out from behind the Spirit Hall seats, his steps unhurried, each step landing on the gravel without making a sound.

His blond hair gleamed in the sunlight, and his golden eyes stared at Tang Hao like a tiger sizing up its prey.

"Go back."

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable authority.

Qian Gu Xiaoye was taken aback, then withdrew his staff and retreated.

Golden Crocodile Douluo walked to the center of the arena and stood opposite Tang Hao.

He didn't release his martial spirit or activate his soul power; he simply stood there, looking at Tang Hao.

But that invisible pressure had already silenced the entire arena.

Tang Hao's pupils contracted slightly. He recognized the person: Golden Crocodile Douluo, the Second Elder of the Spirit Hall, who was said to be a level 98 Title Douluo.

So what if I'm level 98? I, Tang Hao, am not incapable of fighting back!

He gripped the Haotian Hammer tightly, crimson patterns flowing across its surface, and a murderous aura surging around him.

"No, this aura is that of a level 99 Peerless Douluo!"

"So what if you're at level 99?"

His voice was hoarse, "Then let me see just how strong level 99 is."

He made the first move.

The Haotian Hammer transformed into a streak of blood-red light and smashed towards Golden Crocodile Douluo.