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

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 look incredibly majestic 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 can this be?

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 to shock.

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

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

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 somewhat hoarse, "I suddenly remembered I have something else to do, 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 wanted to 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 only 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."

Chapter 43 Roaring Sky Dog’s First Soul Skill

Tang Hao's anger was about to explode from his chest.

He stood in the valley, covered in blood, his clothes tattered, looking utterly wretched.

But what hurts more than the physical pain is the frustration in one's heart.

Ring explosion.

This is a closely guarded secret of the Haotian Sect, and his biggest trump card in turning the tide in a desperate situation.

But the cost of this trump card is too high.

He sacrificed his soul rings in exchange for a short-term surge in strength.

After casting the spell, the soul ring shatters and the soul power plummets, taking several years or even ten years to recover.

He still has so much to do.

Taking revenge on the Spirit Hall, cultivating a mistress, leading the Clear Sky Sect to once again become the number one sect in the world... all of these things require strength.

Without strength, everything is just empty talk.

However, Yang Jian would never give him a choice.

Tang Hao took a deep breath, and the anger in his eyes was gradually replaced by determination.

Since there's no way out, let's fight it out.

"Fine, fine, fine." His voice was filled with overwhelming hatred. "You asked for it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the spirit ring beneath his feet began to tremble violently.

"Ring detonation!"

The first spirit ring exploded.

It transformed into golden light and merged into the Haotian Hammer.

The second one, the third one, the fourth one...

One soul ring after another shattered, and a surge of immense energy flooded into the Clear Sky Hammer, causing the patterns on the hammer to shine brightly and emit a dazzling light.

The eighth one!

Tang Hao detonated eight spirit rings.

All that remained was the 100,000-year soul ring that Ah Yin had sacrificed herself for.

His aura surged once more at this moment, and a huge phantom appeared behind him, as if a true god of war had descended to earth.

The phantom figure, wielding the Haotian Hammer, looked down upon all living beings, and the air trembled wherever his gaze fell.

Yue Guan, who was far away, changed his expression drastically and quickly retreated more than a thousand meters.

He could clearly sense that the power of Tang Hao's attack had definitely reached the level of a Limit Douluo.

Too strong, so strong it's despair-inducing.

Let alone a level 95 Title Douluo, even ten of them combined would probably be turned into mincemeat by this hammer blow.

“Xiao Jian…” Yue Guan looked at Yang Jian, her eyes filled with worry.

But the next second, his worry turned into shock.

Because he saw four spirit rings appear beneath the feet of the Celestial Hound.

black.

black.

black.

black.

Four ten-thousand-year soul rings.

Yue Guan's eyes widened, and his mouth opened so wide it could fit a fist.

He had no idea when Yang Jian had attached a soul ring to the Celestial Hound.

For the past six years, he has always stayed by Yang Jian's side and has never seen him take Xiaotian Dog to hunt soul beasts.

But now, with four ten-thousand-year soul rings right there, he had no choice but to believe it.

If Yang Jian's first martial soul is already so extraordinary, his second martial soul, which is equipped with four ten-thousand-year soul rings, must be even more powerful.