The smoke and dust gradually dissipated.
A huge, deep pit appeared before everyone's eyes.
In the very center of the pit, a figure still stood quietly.
Tang Hao floated in mid-air, panting heavily. The weakness from the exploding rings had begun to creep into his body, but he couldn't care less about that at the moment.
His eyes were fixed on the ground below, and when he finally saw the figure clearly, he was struck dumb, frozen in place.
Tang Qing remained standing in the same spot, his posture unchanged from before the attack.
His clothes were torn in several places and covered with some dust.
Apart from that, there were no other injuries.
Tang Hao's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints, and the color drained from his face instantly.
"How...is this possible..."
His voice was hoarse and filled with horror.
"How could you... be completely unharmed!?"
"That's impossible!"
Tang Hao roared in a hoarse voice.
"Even a Limit Douluo couldn't possibly withstand this attack from me and still stand so easily!"
He never expected that his ultimate attack, which involved betting an 80,000-year soul ring, would result in such a consequence!
Inside and outside the valley, there was a deathly silence.
Everyone was utterly shocked by what they saw.
Xue Qinghe's dignified and elegant face was devoid of its usual composure and calmness, leaving only pure astonishment.
The ecstasy and resentment on Tang San's face froze, then turned into a desolate, ashen despair.
"No...no..."
He shook his head helplessly, his eyes unfocused, as if his faith had completely collapsed at that moment.
...
On the cliff, Zhu Zhuqing stood there, motionless.
The scene before her completely overturned her understanding, leaving her mind blank.
Her clear eyes were wide open, her usual aloofness and arrogance replaced by a stunned shock. Her red lips parted slightly, but no sound came out.
The entire valley was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Tang Hao's voice was dry and hoarse, each word sounding as if it were being forced out from the depths of his throat, filled with incomprehensible horror and bewilderment.
"How...how did you do that?"
He couldn't accept it.
This completely exceeded his understanding of Soul Masters, Martial Souls, and even the power system of this world.
However, the next moment, an even more terrifying scene unfolded.
A dense, emerald-green energy rose from the ground beneath Tang Qing's feet, gently washing over his body like ripples on water.
Where the green light passed.
The minor internal injuries he sustained from the impact healed instantly.
His breathing was steady, his soul power was vast, and he showed no signs of injury whatsoever.
If it weren't for the few tears and dust on the hem of his clothes, Tang Hao would have even doubted whether his life-risking explosion was just an illusion!
Tang Qing raised her hand and gently brushed away the dust from the corner of her clothes, her movements calm and unhurried.
He raised his eyelids, his gaze calmly landing on Tang Hao's face, which was filled with terror, and spoke softly.
"Blue Silver Grass is already a top-tier plant among life-type plants."
"And I, as the Blue Silver Emperor, control the ultimate life."
"Your exploding ring is powerful, but the destructive power it contains is not enough to annihilate my life essence."
"So, it can't hurt me."
His simple words struck the hearts of everyone present like thunderbolts from the heavens!
"Is the life-related system... omnipotent?"
Bound by the Blue Silver Cage, Tang San muttered to himself in a daze, his face filled with extreme despair.
"Is there no limit to this power?! Why?!"
Why couldn't my father's desperate attempt to destroy the ring even harm him in the slightest?
"..."
At this moment, his faith was utterly shattered by Tang Qing in the most absolute and overwhelming way!
On the cliff, a strong wind blew Zhu Zhuqing's black dress, outlining her breathtaking curves to the fullest.
Those long, straight, beautiful legs were partially revealed as the skirt swayed, exuding a fatal allure.
But at this moment, the usually aloof and cold ghost cat was completely oblivious to her own demeanor.
"The prince's injuries... have been completely healed..."
She spoke in a daze, her voice trembling slightly.
"Just like... nothing happened."
Those usually cool and aloof purple cat eyes widened in shock, reflecting the godlike figure below with a dazzling light.
She never imagined that a person could be so powerful.
On the other side, a monstrous wave also surged in Xue Qinghe's golden eyes.
"Tang Hao's exploding rings had absolutely no effect on him?!"
This realization made her heart skip a beat.
She, Qian Renxue, as the young master of the Spirit Hall and the future Angel God, possesses knowledge far beyond that of ordinary people.
She knew perfectly well how terrifying the Great Sumeru Hammer would be after the rings exploded.
"grandfather..."
The image of that level 99 peerless Douluo involuntarily surfaced in her mind.
"Even if Grandpa Qian Daoliu himself came, he would never have been able to escape unscathed from that hammer blow!"
It's absolutely impossible for someone like Tang Qing to recover completely in an instant without any reaction!
This man... his strength has exceeded all reason!
"The ultimate form of life?"
Tang Hao pondered these words, first bewildered, then a frenzy even stronger than humiliation surged onto his face.
He doesn't believe it!
He absolutely refused to believe it!
"impossible!"
Tang Hao roared like a madman, his voice hoarse and shrill.
"How could there possibly be a martial spirit in this world stronger than the Clear Sky Hammer of my Clear Sky Sect!"
"Blue Silver Grass is a useless weed! It's a universally acknowledged waste martial soul!"
"Even if it's the Blue Silver Emperor, it can't change its inherently useless nature!"
"My Clear Sky Hammer is the number one weapon spirit in the world! The Clear Sky Sect is the number one sect in the world!"
"!!!"
"..."
He repeated these words frantically, as if trying to convince himself, but his trembling voice betrayed his inner collapse and fear.
Everything he was so proud of, his dignity as the Haotian Douluo, was shattered today by a man with a "useless martial soul".
Tang Qing listened quietly to his roar, her eyes gradually turning cold.
"Tang Hao."
He spoke slowly, his voice not loud, but it instantly drowned out Tang Hao's roar and clearly reached everyone's ears.
A chilling killing intent, like a tangible cold current, suddenly swept across the entire valley.
Tang Qing loosely clenched his right hand.
Buzz—!
In an instant, countless dazzling golden and blue silver grasses sprouted wildly from his palm, swirling, intertwining, and coalescing!
A gleaming golden spear, its tip radiating an aura of destruction, appeared in his hand.
It is indeed the Blue Silver Overlord Spear!
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