Douluo Continent: Long Live the Spirit Hall

However, just as the attack was about to land on Bai Xiuxiu at the front, a mysterious golden holy light suddenly appeared, shooting out from Bai Xiuxiu. Wherever this holy light passed, everything was frozen in place, including Tang Hao's attack.

Yan coldly stared at Tang Hao, "Your feint attack is too simplistic. I didn't expect Haotian Douluo to be getting worse over the years, actually resorting to ambushing a few little girls."

"Hehe, your Spirit Hall is truly shameless. Back then, you accused me of colluding with spirit beasts, but now you're recruiting transformed spirit beasts into your team. Is this the spirit ring you, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, are preparing?"

Tang Hao's gaze suddenly locked onto Xiao Wu. Just now, Xiao Wu had revealed a trace of her aura in her panic, which he found familiar. After realizing it, he sneered even more. As he spoke, he suddenly waved his right hand, and the enormous Haotian True Body appeared.

"It's none of your business to concern yourself with the affairs of the Spirit Hall."

Yan's expression remained calm. For him now, whether Xiao Wu's identity was exposed or not, he could easily protect this rabbit girl. As for Bai Xiuxiu, just based on the trident mark on her body, anyone who dared to touch her was basically courting death.

"Little sister, look carefully, this is the true form of Haotian."

"Look closely, this is the true form of Haotian."

Tang Hao suddenly turned his head and said this to Tang San, and nine spirit rings appeared in succession, creating an incredibly shocking scene.

"Ding ding ding ding ding..."

Nine colors appeared one after another: yellow, purple, black, black, black, and red. The huge black Haotian Hammer behind Tang Hao suddenly bloomed, and a strong black light surged and rippled. The huge Haotian Hammer spread out in the wind and actually became a hundred meters away, with the huge hammer head as big as a small mountain.

Red lines emerged from the massive Clear Sky Hammer. Not only did the seventh spirit ring light up, but Tang Hao's 100,000-year red spirit ring also flickered at the same time, and the black giant hammer instantly turned completely red.

"Hahahaha, what a load of bull, the Papal Palace! Let's see how you stop me."

Amidst arrogant laughter, Tang Hao's right hand moved. The colossal hammer, hundreds of meters long, suddenly descended from the sky, this time not aimed at any individual, but at the Papal Palace atop the small hill in the center of Spirit City.

When Tang Hao struck with his hammer, the air throughout the entire Spirit City distorted in an instant. Apart from Yan, every non-title Douluo Spirit Master was unable to move an inch at that moment.

"You dare!"

Countless Spirit Hall Soul Masters who rushed to the scene were immediately furious, but before they could react, a beam of sky-piercing soul light had already swept everything away.

"Boom!"

The deafening roar caused chaos in the next moment. Soul Masters below level 70 were completely stunned, their minds blank. They were filled with fear amidst the indescribable, violent roar. The deafening sound, like divine punishment, made the entire Spirit City tremble violently.

"How could that be?"

As the light faded, everyone turned their gaze to the scene of the match, and they were all stunned by what they saw. The one who had blocked Tang Hao's path was not some renowned Title Douluo from the Spirit Hall, but the Spirit Hall's Holy Son, Yan. And his cultivation level was Soul Saint.

Yellow, purple, black, red, and red again—when these seven spirit rings appeared under the watchful eyes of countless people, the entire Spirit City was in an uproar. From the lowest-ranking spirit masters to the most powerful titled Douluo in the spirit master world, everyone felt incredulous.

Five years ago, at the Elite Tournament outside Spirit City, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, with his cultivation as a Soul King, shook the world with his invincible demeanor. This time, only five years later, he has chosen to face off against a Title Douluo head-on, and the mere appearance of his Soul Ring has left countless people in disbelief.

"Three 100,000-year spirit rings, Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, I underestimated you."

Yan made his move again in full view of everyone, and his slight action shocked countless people. Three 100,000-year soul rings surprised even Tang Hao, who was always fearless.

He and countless others clearly remembered that the fifth and sixth spirit rings of the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall were clearly only ten-thousand-year spirit rings, but now they had actually become one-hundred-thousand-year spirit rings.

Moreover, Tang Hao also possessed a 100,000-year spirit ring, so he was better able than anyone else to determine that Yan's 100,000-year spirit ring was real and not some kind of illusion.

This made the fear even greater, and he decided not to continue fighting. However, Tang Hao wanted to escape, but Yan wanted to force him into a fight, so how could he let him go so easily?

Chapter 389 The Myth Shattered

"You think you can escape? You think you can get away!"

Above Wuhun City, Yan, who was floating high above, naturally noticed Tang Hao's attempt to escape and used a series of soul skills to draw upon the power of heaven and earth to block his movement.

Since Yan chose to make his move today, he naturally had his own plans. Tang Hao has entered the game, and what he does next is no longer up to him.

Tang Hao wasn't stupid. He didn't understand these things at first, but when all the experts from the Spirit Hall came out and Yan personally challenged him, how could he not understand that the Spirit Hall wanted to use Haotian Douluo to establish its authority?

However, this battle was already inevitable from the moment he appeared. The Spirit Hall had caused such a huge commotion; how could they possibly let it go without achieving their goal? Therefore, from the moment he showed up, this battle was no longer under his control.

"Boy, since you insist on being so aggressive, then I will fight you."

Tang Hao gripped the Clear Sky Hammer tightly, unleashing a powerful black light. As Yan attacked again, he landed slowly, using his soul power to protect Tang Hao. Once his feet were firmly planted, the hundred-foot-long shadow of the hammer swung up and smashed down.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, endless flames erupted from Yan's body in the sky, engulfing everything. Before the massive Clear Sky Hammer could even strike, it seemed to have been hit by a heavy blow, and the huge hammer, carrying Tang Hao and Tang San, was forced back.

"Ding~~~"

With a ringing sound, everyone saw a flash of red light, and the sea of ​​fire in the sky surged as an enormous fire giant appeared in their sight.

"This is his true martial spirit form; it truly exudes an incredibly powerful sense of oppression."

Tang Hao swayed for a moment before regaining his balance, a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. He had been suffering from a hidden injury since fourteen years ago and was not in his full condition. Although he had gained something from the life-or-death battle with Yan three years ago, the price he paid was far more severe.

The fire giant's punch shattered the massive hammer shadow once more, but he himself staggered and almost lost his footing. His body rippled, and Yan's voice came from within, "Tang Hao, I didn't expect you to be stronger than before, but you're also less able to hold on, aren't you?"

"Hehe, to borrow your words, not only are you growing, but I am also improving."

Tang Hao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered as he struck again with his hammer. Although that battle had severely injured his body, the brush with death had also allowed him to break through his cultivation level. If his body hadn't been so exhausted, his cultivation would have already reached level ninety-six or higher.

As he spoke, he strode forward and then suddenly turned around, his Haotian Hammer sinking into the mountain to stabilize his body. He moved like a whirlwind, the Haotian Hammer in his hand flying rapidly like a black demonic sun, full of a wild, domineering, and devouring evil aura.

"Boom!"

This round of black sun was indeed incredibly terrifying. Yan's fiery fist contained the power of a raging sea of ​​fire, and it was almost shattered by a single blow. Even his own body was twisted and almost lost its fiery giant form.

Amidst the clash between flames and the black sun, Tang Hao remained firmly planted on his feet, completely unmoved, even managing to repel the flames in the opposite direction. More blood trickled from the corner of Tang Hao's mouth, but his aura grew even stronger. His Clear Sky Hammer, already enormous, now blocked the view between the two.

In some ways, Tang Hao embodies many of the qualities of a hero, and his imposing presence and domineering demeanor are truly astonishing.

"bring it on."

The man roared, and the giant hammer in his hand, like Mount Sumeru, swung upwards with terrifying force, intending to shatter everything with the Haotian Hammer.

"You are indeed very strong, but your era has passed, and the myth of the Clear Sky Hammer should come to an end."

Yan, high in the sky, clasped his hands together, compressing endless flame energy. The terrifying energy fluctuations made the entire world seem to be plunged into the apocalypse.

"How arrogant!"

Tang Hao simply shouted, took a step forward with his left foot, and slammed it heavily on the ground. With a loud bang, large cracks immediately appeared on the ground centered on his left foot.

His right arm, wielding the Haotian Hammer, instantly extended behind him, his entire body tensing up in a flash. A powerful black light merged him and the hammer into one, making the power of this strike terrifying.

His left foot was entirely supported on the ground by his toes. He used one foot as a fulcrum and concentrated all his strength into one point. The Haotian Hammer had already been swung out silently.

There was no sound, as if all the air and everything else had been emptied by this hammer blow. The enormous Haotian Hammer appeared out of nowhere, even though there was no sound to highlight its power.

This hammer blow was a complete fusion of Tang Hao's essence, energy, and spirit; even his own domineering aura was fully integrated into the Clear Sky Hammer. What appeared to be a simple strike was actually a fusion of Tang Hao's martial arts principles.

Boom!

When this hammer strike collided with Yan's attack, an incomparably dazzling light erupted in that instant. Everyone below the Title Douluo level could only avert their gaze at that moment, because they didn't even have the ability to watch the battle; the excessively intense light was terrifying.

"Tang Hao, I underestimated you."

As the light gradually dimmed, everyone couldn't help but look again. They saw a figure over three meters tall standing in front of Tang Hao, somewhat similar to the Flame Giant, but much more condensed and realistic, and even making the sound of "Yan" coming from his mouth.

Yan's words did not move Tang Hao. He remained in the same swinging posture and struck down with the same motion for the second time.

The moment the two collided again, the entire Clear Sky Hammer suddenly turned white. Tang Hao's domineering aura instantly became frenzied and aggressive. With a roar, he was like an angry Vajra, and the surging energy caused the earth and rocks beneath him to explode inch by inch.

The two collided without hesitation in their second collision. Tang Hao, exerting his strength a second time, displayed unparalleled power. The strongest power-type martial soul, the number one weapon martial soul on the continent, this was the true power of the Clear Sky Hammer.

Tang Hao leaped upwards with unparalleled aggression, landing squarely on a deep crater.

The Haotian Hammer swelled in the wind, its already massive body transforming into a dark cloud, crashing down upon Yan with the force of a dark cloud covering the sky.

The Clear Sky Hammer that Tang Hao displayed was full of power. The successive strikes created a domineering aura, making him seem like an unstoppable giant looking down on the world.

Yan's fists rained down like a storm, striking the massive Haotian Hammer with deadly accuracy time and time again.

However, with a loud crash, the black hammer slammed down, and in a flash of black light, dust billowed up. Shocked by countless people, Yan was once again repelled, but he continued to unleash flames even in this state.

The two flames, platinum and black, alternate and erupt, with two opposing yet merging powerful flame forces working in tandem with two combat techniques.

The Great Radiant Sun Cone, powered by extreme Yang Fire, and the Great Netherworld Ice, released by extreme Yin Fire—these powerful combat techniques, belonging to the two great monarchs of the Five Elements Continent's inner world, appeared in Yan's hands at this moment.

Tang San, standing behind Tang Hao, suddenly felt a strange sense of familiarity with the scene before him. The circular shape formed by the intertwined white-gold and black-gold flames, resembling two swimming yin-yang fish, was extremely similar to the Tai Chi diagram in his previous life.

Moreover, the Yin-Yang Rotation technique that Yan is currently using to deflect force is so similar to the Crane Control and Dragon Capture method in his Xuan Tian Treasure Record.

Tang Hao's right hand, gripping the Clear Sky Hammer, was slightly unsteady amidst the vortex of Yin and Yang flames. At this moment, he was being torn apart by two different forces, and a series of chain reactions caused countless blood flowers to burst from his body, with blood flowing freely, staining the huge Clear Sky Hammer red.

"Impressive skill."

Tang Hao was in the center of the vortex of flames. He opened his mouth to spit out the bloody phlegm. His hand holding the Clear Sky Hammer was still firm and powerful, but his aura was no longer as unstoppable as before.

"Kid, you win this time, but you won't win in the end."

Tang Hao's body suddenly trembled, and his first four spirit rings exploded instantly. A tremendous force broke through Yan's flame vortex, and the black dragon swept Tang San away.

"He wanted to escape, so they chased him."

Before Yan and Bibi Dong even gave the order, the numerous Title Douluos who had surrounded them had already made their move, chasing after the direction where Tang San had disappeared.

However, everyone was a step too late. Since Tang Hao had chosen to escape, he must have already made a plan. In the end, he successfully escaped from Wuhun City.

"Order all Spirit Halls to issue arrest warrants for Tang Hao and Tang San, regardless of their lives."

Bibi Dong immediately issued orders, and personnel from all parts of the Spirit Hall also took action at the same time. Countless messages spread throughout the continent at the fastest speed through various channels, and the father and son suddenly became the focus of everyone's attention.

At that moment, the fiery figure slowly dissipated, transforming back into Yan. He looked down at the earth below, and the gazes of countless people changed.

The invincible myth of Haotian has been shattered from this day forward. The one who will create a new myth of unparalleled power among his peers is the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall.

Yan didn't say much, but simply waved his hand and returned to the audience seats. After giving a signal with his eyes, the match was interrupted and resumed.

The Elite Tournament continued as if nothing had happened. However, after Tang San and Tang Hao left, everyone's hearts changed. Everyone was eager to know more about the ending. What would become of this father and son in the end?

"You're injured."

In the audience, while Yan was resting with his eyes closed, he suddenly heard Bibi Dong's voice, and the Pope came to his side.

"It's alright. Tang Hao is more seriously injured. He used the Exploding Ring technique again. He won't live much longer."

Yan opened his eyes and spoke softly, then said with a somewhat solemn expression, "However, I still underestimated him. If he were in good health, even without using the Exploding Ring technique, I'm afraid I wouldn't be his match now."

Chapter 390 A Year of Pursuit

"How long has Tang Hao been cultivating? How long have you been cultivating? Besides, he's a level 95 pure strength-type Title Douluo. If he were healthy, he would be at least level 96."

Bibi Dong gently comforted Yan from the side, saying softly, "You are only a Soul Saint now, it's already quite good that you were able to defeat him. If you were on the same level as him, even if he used that so-called Ring Explosion, he wouldn't be your match."

“I know that I don’t even need to reach the Title Douluo level. As long as I reach the Soul Douluo level, I won’t be afraid even if he uses the Ring Explosion technique. But I am quite interested in this kind of method.”