Douluo Continent: Long Live the Spirit Hall

The magnificent patterns emanated from the hammer under the sunlight, and a terrifying aura burst forth with a dense black light, leaving a trail of black flame in mid-air, appearing both beautiful and violent.

The Haotian Hammer, the true form of Haotian, has reappeared after many years.

Chapter 387 Tang Hao Reappears

"Haotian's True Form".

When that soaring dark light bloomed in Tang San's palm, almost all the older generation of experts couldn't help but stand up.

In Tang San's left hand, a giant hammer shot straight into the sky, its shaft even larger than his entire body. Yet, I remained remarkably stable in his left hand.

This is the true form of the weapon spirit, a powerful soul skill that only soul masters with soul power exceeding level 70 can unleash. Regardless of the weapon spirit or the soul ring refined, the main skill of every soul master's seventh soul ring is invariably this, even for a 100,000-year soul ring.

After using the Seven-in-One Fusion Technique, Tang San possessed the combined power of seven individuals, instantly boosting his soul power to over level seventy. This allowed him to unleash such a powerful technique, which was his trump card that gave him confidence in victory.

"Ridiculous. Do you think you can turn the tide with the true form of the weapon spirit of the Seven-in-One Fusion Technique?"

Blue Tyrant Academy revealed its final trump card, and the power of this move was indeed not to be underestimated. However, the entire Spirit Hall Second Team did not panic. Bai Xiuxiu's eyes flickered, and she leaped out, while the six people behind her also made their moves at the same time.

Ye Lingling, who had not made a move until now, took the initiative at this moment. A faint fragrance appeared, and a white light descended from the sky.

The white light looked extremely peculiar, taking the form of flower petals, and slowly drifted down onto the other six people. The Nine-Hearted Begonia Martial Soul has only one ability: healing—healing of all attributes, directly restoring the Soul Master to their peak condition.

The other six members of the Spirit Hall's second team were actually in good condition, so Ye Lingling instantly restored them to their original state. Then, a six-pointed star array composed of spirit power radiance appeared under the feet of the seven people, with Ning Rongrong standing in the middle and the other six people standing at the other six corners.

The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul rose up in front of Ning Rongrong. With a solemn expression, she clapped her hands forward, and the four soul rings on her body lit up at the same time.

The Fusion Ring Secret Technique created by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda can only be truly authentic by the disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. The extremely condensed nine-colored divine light shot out from the martial soul and directly entered Bai Xiuxiu's body at the front.

This is also a seven-in-one soul power fusion skill. However, compared to Lan Ba's simple and crude application, the members of the Spirit Hall's second team are significantly faster in both the speed of the magic array's operation and the efficiency of its application.

Moreover, this round of enhancement was not simply about increasing one person's soul power to unleash their Martial Soul True Form; the main target of the enhancement was Ning Rongrong, but the one who was ultimately amplified was Bai Xiuxiu.

This also improves a person's strength in a short period of time. However, Tang San's method only increases the power of one or two strikes at most, while the Spirit Hall's second team's method is not only less risky, but also has a significantly longer-lasting effect.

A nine-colored halo surrounded Bai Xiuxiu's body, and she exuded an incomparably powerful pressure, which instantly boosted her power to its limit.

Bai Xiuxiu's deep blue hair fluttered behind her head, and five spirit rings rose from her feet. She was clearly still a Soul King, but at this moment, even the Soul Saint powerhouses outside the arena felt extremely dangerous.

An icy blue halo emanated from her, covering an area ten meters in diameter, making her figure appear somewhat ethereal.

Wherever the icy blue halo passed, everything was rendered in an icy blue hue, from trees and grass to soil and fallen leaves, as if everything was about to be assimilated.

An ice spear appeared in Bai Xiuxiu's palm. Wherever the ice spear pointed, and wherever the halo passed, nothing could be defeated.

This powerful domain crashed into the group from Blue Tyrant Academy. Tang San barely managed to resist and avoid being directly assimilated thanks to his blurry Martial Soul True Body. However, wisps of icy blue color were constantly spreading and eroding their soul power shield. It seemed that it was only a matter of time before their defenses were breached.

"How could it be over just like that?"

Tang San also noticed that the situation was not good. Naturally, he was unwilling to admit defeat. He used all his strength to slowly lift the huge Clear Sky Hammer with one hand, and the huge light patterns on the hammer suddenly burst out completely.

The dark golden light was dazzling, and at this moment, it seemed as if an incredibly powerful voice was roaring wildly. Tang San himself was like the handle of the hammer, his entire being seemingly fused with the Clear Sky Hammer.

This astonishing scene caused countless people to stand up, and even Bibi Dong, the Pope, could not sit still. Her eyes flashed with surprise and uncertainty. The scene before her had a very special meaning for her.

More than a decade ago, the same man wielded a similar sledgehammer, defeating and severely injuring the guy she still doesn't want to remember.

A tremendous force continuously formed a strange cycle between Tang San and the Clear Sky Hammer, and he subconsciously realized the true use of the Clear Sky True Body.

The Haotian Hammer he held in his hand began to change. The originally black hammer body turned into a brilliant dark gold, and the hammer body also shrank rapidly. When the hammer handle was about 1.5 meters long and the hammer head was as big as a bucket, the shrinking stopped.

At this moment, Tang San himself was also covered with a layer of dark golden light, and the aura released by him and the Clear Sky Hammer were no longer indistinguishable.

Tang San raised his hammer and pointed, and a dark golden light instantly magnified in front of him, which seemed to be infinitely magnified as the shadow of the Clear Sky Hammer.

Tang San, who originally held the Clear Sky Hammer with one hand, changed to holding it with both hands. For some reason, he now felt a strong desire to wield the Clear Sky Hammer and unleash it with the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique.

"Can't my domain suppress you? Then how about this?"

Bai Xiuxiu watched Tang San prepare to unleash the Chaotic Cloak from afar. She had studied the Clear Sky Sect and knew that this move was incredibly powerful in the Clear Sky True Form state, so she naturally wouldn't give Tang San the chance.

As Bai Xiuxiu murmured softly, snowflakes danced in the air, drifting down like goose feathers. The snow wasn't pure white, but rather an eerie, icy blue.

"What's this……"

Tang San had always harbored a burning anger within him, which he could no longer contain and finally unleashed. The rage that had been suppressed by the Spirit Hall for so many years finally erupted today, and this direct outburst was in perfect harmony with the characteristics of the Clear Sky Hammer spirit, allowing him to unleash the true power of this spirit at this moment.

The dark golden light was enveloped by the falling snowflakes. The brilliant light burst forth in an instant, obscuring everything. It seemed to be able to break through and stop everything. The intense light made everything seem to lose its luster. Even a powerful Soul Saint couldn't help but be blinded at this moment.

"Is this the power of Haotian's true form? No wonder it is the number one weapon spirit in the world."

The power of Tang San's attack at this moment shocked many people, and those who knew about the Clear Sky Sect couldn't help but show their amazement.

However, when all the light faded, a scene that shocked everyone appeared: the enormous, hundred-foot-long dark gold hammer was frozen in the air, the sky was icy blue, the ground was icy blue, the people were icy blue, everything was the same color.

Amidst the wind and snow, everything on the field within sight became one color, except for those few solitary, elegant figures floating in the air, which remained as stunning as ever.

“You are indeed very powerful, but we will only become stronger. It is impossible for you to break out of this predicament because you never had a chance in the first place.”

Bai Xiuxiu slowly descended to the group from Blue Tyrant Academy who were frozen in ice. With a light touch of her slender finger, cracks appeared on the translucent ice wall. Then, a series of ice-breaking sounds were heard, and the blue ice shattered and quickly disappeared.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

After the ice broke, Tang San and the others fell to the ground one after another, their faces covered in sweat and their foreheads sweating profusely.

Although they were only frozen for a short while, the feeling—darkness, fear, immobility, and despair—enveloped them, making them feel incredibly close to death and instilling a deep fear in them. Even Tang San, who had died once before, was afraid at that moment.

"You guys admit defeat, don't you?"

Bai Xiuxiu spoke softly, but no one answered her question, or rather, the question no longer needed an answer. After the battle just now, the Blue Tyrant team had been traumatized, so how could they possibly have the will to fight again?

"Don't be discouraged, everyone. One failure is not terrible..."

Dai Mubai looked dejected and dared not face Zhu Zhuqing directly. Tang San was still trembling on the ground. At this moment, it was Tailong who stepped forward. Although he had lost a battle, he was still prepared to continue fighting until the very end.

"Haha, so there was never a chance from the beginning."

Tang San suddenly chuckled and stood up. His face was pale and covered in water droplets, whether from ice water or sweat, it was hard to tell. He had been incredibly close to death just now, which made him realize some things. He was truly afraid of dying, but he didn't want to continue.

"Humph!"

A deep hum suddenly rang out, echoing throughout the entire arena as if it had exploded in the air. The sound wasn't loud, but its appearance was so abrupt, and the domineering aura it contained caused everyone's body to tremble involuntarily.

A figure suddenly appeared in the arena, causing an uproar among the countless viewers who were watching the battle. No one had noticed how he had appeared.

This arena is located in a park within Spirit City, and both the inside and outside are controlled by the powerful figures of the Spirit Hall. According to the rules of the Spirit Hall, even after the results of the competition are determined, no one other than the two teams is allowed to enter the arena, let alone do so in such a high-profile manner.

So when this person appeared, the Spirit Hall experts both inside and outside the arena all took action. All the experts in the audience, including Yan, disappeared instantly, and everyone appeared outside the arena in the shortest possible time.

The figure that infiltrated the arena was none other than Tang Hao, the Haotian Douluo. The assassin spoke again, "Losing once is not terrible; what is terrible is accepting it. Tang San, tell me, have you accepted it?"

Chapter 388 Proactively Forcing a Battle

"dad."

When Tang San heard Tang Hao's voice, he subconsciously raised his head abruptly, his eyes filled with a light of surprise.

At that moment, several figures arrived in the air above the arena. Pope Bibi Dong's expression immediately turned solemn, and Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei also appeared at the same time.

Poison Douluo Dugu Bo, Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and many other experts from the crowd appeared outside the arena, looking at the figure that suddenly appeared and blocked Tang San's way from a distance.

A black figure stood there silently, as if he had always belonged there. The original icy blue color disappeared, and the world became incredibly calm.

This figure was dressed in simple cloth, tall and imposing, with short hair standing on end like steel needles. His piercing eyes were as resolute as those of an ancient demon god, and his muscles bulged all over his body, making him look extraordinary.

When Tang San saw this person, although he was somewhat unfamiliar with him, he still broke down, tears welling up in his eyes, and two difficult words slowly escaped his lips, "Dad... Dad..."

"Tang Hao."

Bibi Dong shouted sharply. Her eyes were fixed on Tang Hao in the air. Tang Hao faced her coldly and shielded Tang San behind him.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo leaped to Bibi Dong's side. Although the three titled Douluos did not make a move, their invisible intimidation brought immense pressure.

"Tang Hao, you still showed up. You should understand that you shouldn't have come."

Yan entered the arena unhurriedly, seemingly a little late, looking down at Haotian Douluo as if he didn't take him seriously.

When Tang San saw Yan, his eyes flickered for a moment, then he confidently said, "Junior, you only managed to seriously injure me back then by relying on your soul tool, this chrysanthemum, and that brat. But if I'm determined to have something, you can't stop me."

"That was indeed the case back then. If you hadn't been so determined to kill me, I really wouldn't have been able to stop you from leaving back then. Although you eventually managed to escape, the price was quite high."

Yan sized up Tang Hao, who was blocking Tang San's way, and sneered, "Three years ago you were a complete mess, but now you've tidied yourself up. What, because you're about to die, do you want to die in a more presentable way?"

“You can’t kill me. You, you, all of you, if I want to leave, none of you can stop me.”

A deep look appeared in Tang Hao's eyes. His gaze moved from Yan to Bibi Dong, then swept over Gui Mei, Yue Guan, and many more Spirit Hall experts, before finally settling back on Yan.

Powerful auras surged from all parts of Wuhun City, roughly numbering in the double digits. Each aura carried an overwhelming power, indicating that they were at least Title Douluo level experts.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Tang Hao suddenly looked up at the sky and laughed loudly: "Thirteen Title Douluos, the Spirit Hall certainly has the resources to kill me."

"Tang Hao, stop flattering yourself. Do you even deserve it?"

Bibi Dong remained silent, as did Gui Mei, Yue Guan, and many other powerful figures from the Spirit Hall. It was Yan, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, who spoke again, "I had already guessed that you would come, so I arranged for so many people to wait for your Haotian Sect members to appear."

What a pity. Your older brother is really ruthless; even with his own younger brother and nephew in a deadly situation, he remains incredibly calm. By the way, is it true that you brothers both fell in love with Tang San's mother back then? Did that cause a complete falling out?

I deliberately spread the word to those guys in the Haotian Sect to lure them out, but not a single one showed up. To put it bluntly, the Haotian Sect is already finished. Back when I led my troops there to piss off their father, the Haotian Sect was already gone.”

"Shut up, you deserve to die."

Tang Hao couldn't help but roar, and stretched out his right hand, a huge black hammer was placed beside him. The hammerhead alone was the size of a water vat, with golden patterns faintly visible on it.

Although he had told himself to stay calm before coming here, even dragons have their Achilles' heel. Yan's words had undoubtedly touched on the things he least wanted to face, mentioning not only his Ah Yin but also his father. How could he not break down?

"You want to kill me? Then come on. I'll give you that chance. I won't use my Soul Guidance Mech. I'll have a one-on-one fight with you. After today, there will be no more talk of Haotian being invincible in the Soul Master world."

With a light laugh, Yan floated to the front of the group. Bibi Dong hesitated for a moment, then nodded and left with Gui Mei and Yue Guan.

"You cowardly coward, do you really have the guts?"

Tang Hao stared at Yan, his body surging with powerful soul light, a hint of disdain on his lips. He had personally fought against Yan and knew very well that this Holy Son was a coward who clung to life.

"The fear of death is human nature. I am indeed afraid of death, but who isn't? The reason I dare to make the promise I just made is because I have absolute confidence that I can handle you under normal circumstances."

Yan spoke calmly, but his words made countless powerful figures outside the arena feel a little uncomfortable. People yearn for heroes, and Tang Hao at this moment undoubtedly fits that image better.

"How arrogant. But why should I fight you?"

Tang Hao's dim eyes flashed with a sharp light, a sneer on his lips, and his tone remained relaxed. Suddenly, a layer of light appeared out of thin air from the Clear Sky Hammer in his palm, completely enveloping the father and son. At the same time, a wave of energy surged directly towards the girls of the Spirit Hall's second team.

"Unsettled and turbulent!"