Chapter 72: Passion? Shattered with a Single Punch
Tang Hao, completely unguarded, took the full brunt of the whip to his face. A vivid slash of blood appeared across his cheek. That blow shattered most of his fighting spirit.
Qian Xunji could feel the soul power of the Clear Sky Hammer beneath his feet gradually fading. If he didn't restrain it now, it would revert to light and return to Tang Hao's body.
Was Tang Hao giving up?
Qian Xunji found that hard to believe. Tang Hao's temperament was much like Tang Chen's—unless he was thoroughly crushed, he would never surrender. Most likely, his spirit was just momentarily broken.
As expected, Tang Hao's limbs twitched again. He was trying to rise.
The Clear Sky Sect did not kneel to live—they stood to die. Unless he had exhausted every last ounce of strength, Tang Hao would never give up.
"Tang Hao, stop getting up. You can't defeat my husband!"
A voice suddenly reached Tang Hao from afar. The one calling Qian Xunji "husband" was naturally Ah Yin. Seeing Tang Hao being toyed with and whipped so ruthlessly, she couldn't help but feel some pity. During that year, both Tang Xiao and Tang Hao had cared deeply for her.
Although Qian Xunji no longer allowed her to call them "Brother Xiao" or "Brother Hao," their bond hadn't fully broken—only faded. They were still sworn siblings.
"Ah Yin…"
Hearing her voice, Tang Hao was stunned at first. Then, an overwhelming sense of humiliation surged through him. Why had he challenged Qian Xunji? To prove to Ah Yin how outstanding he was. To show her she had chosen the wrong man.
And now… Ah Yin was telling him not to get up? It made him feel lower than a clown.
That humiliation ignited a torrent of rage and killing intent within him. The Killing God Domain seemed to evolve—its murderous aura took on life, swirling violently.
The Clear Sky Hammer beneath Qian Xunji's foot grew scorching hot. In a blaze of blood-red light, it turned crimson and broke free from his control, returning to Tang Hao's hand.
"Killing God Domain Evolution Skill—Asura Hell!"
The blood-colored killing aura surged, seeming to grind the very air, the light, even Qian Xunji's Angel Domain into dust.
Qian Xunji flapped his wings and flew into the air to avoid the bloody blades formed by the killing aura.
"Seventh Soul Skill—Clear Sky True Form!"
Tang Hao's seventh soul ring lit up, and the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand exploded in size—the handle stretching dozens of meters, the hammerhead like a mountain. Bathed in blood-red aura, it looked like a sun.
"Look closely, disciples of the Clear Sky Sect! This is the true Clear Sky True Form!"
Tang Hao's arms wrapped around the hammer as if he were one with it. He began swinging the gigantic hammer, launching into the Clear Sky Sect's chaotic cloak hammer technique, building force with each swing.
Within a thousand meters, the clouds churned violently. Red thunder flashed, and terrifying pressure erupted from Tang Hao.
Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, Ning Fengzhi, and Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo all looked shaken.
Spectators on the surrounding mountains were nearly blown off by the hammer's winds. Sword and Bone Douluo unleashed soul power to shield Ning Fengzhi from being swept away.
Compared to the colossal, blood-red Clear Sky Hammer stirring up the heavens, Qian Xunji's angelic glow seemed puny—like Earth compared to the Moon.
Yet Qian Xunji remained eerily calm, watching Tang Hao stack his chaotic hammer technique. No one could guess what he was thinking.
The entire Clear Sky Sect was ablaze with passion—including Tang Hao himself. This was the Clear Sky Hammer! The number one weapon-type martial soul!
"Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique—Forty-Nine Swings!"
Tang Hao roared, body in motion, dragging the blood-red sun toward Qian Xunji. He would repay all his humiliation in this one strike.
Tang Zhen and Tang Xiao nodded slightly. Tang Hao had restraint—he hadn't pushed for the full eighty-one swings. He couldn't afford to provoke Spirit Hall too much—not with Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile Douluo still around. He wasn't strong enough yet.
"I wouldn't survive that strike."
Sword Douluo's face was filled with gravity. If he tried to take it head-on, he'd be severely injured or worse. Tang Hao was truly a once-in-a-century genius of the Clear Sky Sect.
Bone Douluo was equally grim. "Why hasn't Qian Xunji reacted?"
Behind Golden Crocodile Douluo, the Golden Crocodile King martial soul appeared—ready to step in. Even he was wary of that hammer. If Qian Xunji didn't move soon, he wouldn't be able to block it.
As the Clear Sky Hammer came down like doomsday itself, Qian Xunji calmly shifted to the left, easily dodging.
The hammer had grown so massive that it was easier to evade. That's exactly why he hadn't used his martial soul true form—what kind of idiot would try to block a hammer like that?
The blood-red sun smashed into the ground tens of meters away, and the shockwave alone pushed Qian Xunji several meters toward it, showing just how terrifying the strike had been.
But if it didn't hit, it meant nothing.
Qian Xunji raised his golden-glowing arm. As the sun-like hammer crashed nearby, he punched Tang Hao squarely in the face.
"Are you done yet?"
His golden fist landed perfectly. Tang Hao's nose broke instantly, teeth flew everywhere, and his seventh soul ring dimmed. The Clear Sky Hammer rapidly shrank.
Tang Hao, along with his hammer, flew like a golden meteor, crashing into a mountain several hundred meters away. As he struck, the hammer returned to his body.
The soul power built from the forty-nine hammer swings exploded on the ground, nearly destroying two mountains. But without the Clear Sky Hammer as the core, the terrain survived. Had it hit directly, the devastation would've been far worse.
"Hao'er!"
Tang Zhen coughed up blood. He seemed to age decades in an instant, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to go out.
All the Clear Sky Sect disciples stood frozen. Their passion and excitement vanished like dust scattered by the wind—cold, grey, and lifeless.
Clear Sky Douluo. The sect's greatest title. Its strongest man. That blood-red hammer that stirred the heavens—shattered by a single punch from Angel Douluo?
Qian Xunji: Passion? I shattered your burning dreams with one punch.
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