“Ah—” “Tang Hao, what kind of madness has gotten into you?!” At this moment on the battlefield, Angel Douluo Qian Xunji, standing in the sky, frowned as he looked at Tang Hao below, who was suddenly clutching his head and screaming for some unknown reason.
How dare he be distracted while fighting this Supreme Pontiff… Is he looking down on me?
Then let me wake him up!
Thinking this, Qian Xunji didn’t indulge Tang Hao; the Sacred Sword in his hand pointed directly downwards, and he chanted a Spirit incantation… Although a Spirit incantation could actually be silently recited in one’s mind, the Spirit Master’s world generally believed: Shouting it out was cooler and more satisfying!
This was a feeling Mortals, who were not Spirit Masters, could hardly imagine.
Digression aside.
“Sixth Spirit Ability, Angelic Roar!” With a shout, Qian Xunji’s Angel spirit power instantly converted into incredibly powerful mental force through his sixth spirit ring, an invisible mental attack with immense power, quickly pressing towards Tang Hao.
This formidable strike was enough to shatter a Spirit Douluo’s head; even a Titled Douluo, if not careful, would suffer severe mental damage!
Clearly, Tang Hao’s current state was not sufficient for him to react in time.
“Pfft…” Under the Angelic Roar, blood flowed from his seven orifices, one hand clutching his head tightly, the other gripping the Clear Sky Hammer, his expression pained, but his eyes had regained clarity.
Qian Xunji’s attack, as expected, did not kill Tang Hao; though it severely wounded him, it also sobered him up.
Was it worth it?
At least in Qian Xunji’s view, it was very much worth it.
Firstly, even if Tang Hao woke up, what could he do?
Just impotent rage.
Secondly, as a Super Douluo, he had his own pride and believed he could easily handle Tang Hao.
He wouldn’t need to exert much effort at all.
However, events often unfold unexpectedly.
When Tang Hao regained consciousness, he no longer screamed; he just coldly uttered two words: “Ring Explosion!” Bang!
Bang!
Instantly, the two yellow hundred-year spirit rings rotating at the very bottom of his body violently exploded.
At the same time, Tang Hao’s Aura subtly grew a small notch.
He did not stop there.
“Explode again!” Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
This time, two purple thousand-year spirit rings and one black ten-thousand-year spirit ring exploded consecutively.
Tang Hao’s Aura noticeably increased.
In the sky, Qian Xunji frowned slightly at this scene.
Although Tang Hao, at his current level, was not yet enough to make him take him seriously.
Otherwise, if the super Douluo Tang Chen had used this move back then, he wouldn’t just be able to hammer Angels; he might even be able to hammer true Gods.
Ring Explosion wasn’t that overpowered; it might be possible to contend with ordinary Titled Douluo at the Spirit Douluo Realm, but to use this move to cross “several levels” and hammer people at the Titled Douluo Realm, where each level is a heaven… One could only say, unless one had a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring and exploded it.
Coincidentally, Tang Hao had one right now.
Qian Xunji himself did not have a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring, so he was unsure how much of an increase Tang Hao would gain after exploding a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring.
To play it safe and nip trouble in the bud, Qian Xunji waved his hand.
The Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo beside him instantly understood, immediately arriving above Tang Hao and unleashing their Spirit Fusion Ability— “Two Extremes Stillness Domain!” Eighteen spirit rings intertwined, and from then on, this space was filled with only endless white, Tang Hao’s movements completely halted.
Qian Xunji’s gaze sharpened, the Sacred Sword in his hand dissipated, and he instead summoned the even more powerful Angelic Sacred Sword, beginning to accumulate spirit power.
He was going to unleash a fatal strike!
“Your future is infinitely vast, but…” “Blame it on the fact that you were born into the Clear Sky Sect, fell in love with someone you shouldn’t have, and from this moment on, officially became a major threat to my Spirit Hall.” “It’s time to end this!” Instantly, the Angelic Sacred Sword, carrying an incomparably powerful Aura, swept towards Tang Hao.
Boom!!!
The scene was filled with dust.
At this moment, no one noticed two lights, one purplish-black and one blood-red, quietly entering the dust from the Void Realm.
Qian Xunji, who thought everything was over, suddenly felt a throbbing in his brow, his gaze falling to the ground, only sensing a surge of power erupting from within that made even him feel a tremor in his heart.
“For me… explode!” A domineering roar, full of unyielding resolve, echoed, and at this moment, Tang Ritain seemed to have a background music accompanying him; all the spirit rings on his body, including the hundred-thousand-year spirit ring, instantly shattered, and along with them, the Two Extremes Stillness Domain also broke.
The Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo above, suffering the backlash from their Spirit Fusion Ability breaking, couldn’t help but spit out a mouthful of old blood, leaving an indelible shadow named “Tang Hao” in their hearts.
Look up… Chaos and endless war!
Look back… Ahem.
At this moment, Wang Zhao, hiding with Bibi Dong and Die somewhere outside the battlefield, couldn’t help but start humming in his heart when he saw this scene.
This… is truly outrageous!
Look at Tang Ritain’s current domineering appearance; is this a physical state he could maintain after Qian Xunji’s full-power attack?
Was Qian Xunji’s alias Greninja, and what he just used was a Golden Healing Water Shuriken?
This damned World!
It wasn’t that Wang Zhao particularly wanted Qian Xunji to win this battle; it was just that if he didn’t figure out how Tang Hao had inexplicably become so powerful, he worried that he too would eventually die miserably under the Clear Sky Hammer.
At this moment, the Aura Tang Hao exuded had undoubtedly truly stepped into the Super Douluo level.
However, even fighting Qian Xunji, he still didn’t gain the upper hand.
After all, the gap in Spirit quality between them always existed.
Not to mention, Tang Hao also had to occasionally deal with the harassment from the Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo, while also protecting the little scoundrel in his arms.
He was far from being as infinitely glorious and free as described in the original work, where he would simply leave after the deed was done.
“Great Sumeru Hammer!” “Angelic Radiance!” “Chrysanthemums wither, wounds cover the ground, flowers fall and hearts break!” “Hell Rakshasa!” … This battle ultimately lasted for a long time.
Wang Zhao had already lost count of how many times he had exclaimed “Holy crap” in his heart.
How ridiculously powerful Ring Explosion and the Great Sumeru Hammer were, that’s another matter for now.
At least these were short-term burst-type abilities, right?
Then what the Hell was that Tang Ritain, who was like a god and a demon, still full of vigor on the battlefield?
How long had this battle been going on?
Didn’t Tang Ritain himself have any idea?
Was this the kind of stamina he could possess?
Your hundred-thousand-year spirit ring has already been exploded by yourself, and you didn’t absorb the hundred-thousand-year Spirit Bone, so how did you do it?
You’re the real cheater!
“Woo—” At this moment, the earth-shattering cry of a baby abruptly resounded on the battlefield.
Tang Ritain also seemed to finally realize that he shouldn’t continue fighting; he hugged the wailing little scoundrel in his arms tightly, and with a slight squeeze, the little scoundrel closed his eyes again and became unresponsive.
Finally, he swung a hammer towards Qian Xunji… Tang Hao regretted it.
In that instant, it was as if all his intelligence had poured out of his brain.
He suddenly realized that what he had swung was— The Hammer of Death!