The most hurtful things are never illusions, but the truth.
This question from Yun Ming left Tang San completely bewildered.
Tang San recalled the first six years of his arduous life. Although his lack of parents in his previous life gave him a strong bias toward his father in this one, he was no fool; he could still distinguish between a good quality of life and a poor one.
If he were to think according to the logic Yun Ming provided, Tang San vaguely felt that there might be something wrong with the "hands-off" fatherly love he had always assumed Tang Hao gave him. However, the deep-seated values of loyalty and filial piety ingrained in his bones told him that such thoughts were rebellious.
For a moment, Tang San was left completely speechless.
Meanwhile, the members of the Four Clans watching from the sidelines, seeing Tang San rendered speechless, found the answers they were looking for in his reaction.
Just then, a terrifying killing intent descended upon the hall of the Strength Clan.
Everyone present, except for Yun Ming, felt as if they had fallen into an abyss. Feeling this pressure and connecting it to what Yun Ming had just said, they immediately understood who had arrived.
Tang Hao, lurking in the shadows, had been furious when he heard Yun Ming's series of attacks on the relationship between him and Ah Yin, and he had intended to strike. He loved his Wife so much, even if he lacked the ability to protect her; how dare Yun Ming slander him like this?
However, upon hearing Tang San ask Yun Ming for evidence—and being certain that no such evidence existed—he held back. If Yun Ming could not produce proof, everything he had said would collapse, and the others would no longer believe him.
Yet, Tang Hao never expected that in just a few sentences, Yun Ming would completely break Tang San's mental defenses. This wouldn't do. Although he didn't like this son who had caused his Wife to lose her life, he still needed Tang San to destroy Martial Soul Hall for him!
A domineering yet extremely furious roar echoed throughout the entire hall.
"Little brat Yun Ming, how dare you defile the love between me and Ah Yin? There is no place for you here today."
Following this, a giant hammer, pitch-black with red magical patterns covering its surface, appeared out of thin air above Yun Ming's head. Without using any soul skills, it simply swung down. Yet, the power carried by this strike made Yun Ming feel as if a massive mountain, heavy and majestic, was pressing down, forcing one to feel awe involuntarily. It also gave him a sense of having nowhere to run and nowhere to hide.
The wind from the giant hammer whipped Yun Ming's clothes, but he remained completely unfazed.
Not only did Yun Ming have no intention of dodging, but he was also analyzing the intent and force of the strike, forming a basic judgment of Tang Hao's caliber. He was barely at the mid-level of a Title Douluo of later generations; he was the strongest of his rank Yun Ming had seen in this era. At the same time, he clearly calculated at what level he would be able to take down Tang Hao.
But while Yun Ming was in no rush, his grandfathers, even knowing he had a trump card, were frantic.
Yang Wutian and Yang Wudi were momentarily stunned by the terrifying killing intent radiating from Tang Hao's Slaughter God's Domain. By the time they regained their senses, the Clear Sky Hammer was already very close to Yun Ming. Too late to intervene, they could only shout in desperation.
"Senior, please step in!"
Just as Tang Hao heard the plea from the Yang brothers, he felt a sharp, peerless sword light slashing toward his neck from the side. If he didn't dodge, given his physique as a Tool Soul Master, he risked being decapitated by this single strike.
Tang Hao had no choice but to step into the Void, using the momentum of the Luan Pi Feng to turn the hammer and strike at the sword light. As the giant hammer moved away from his head, Yun Ming finally saw the wielder behind it.
It was a tall, burly man dressed in tattered black robes. His exposed arm holding the hammer was thicker than an ordinary person's thigh, the bulging veins demonstrating the power he was currently exerting.
Seeing the Clear Sky Hammer and the Seven Kill Sword about to collide, Yun Ming did not retreat. Instead, a Purple Soul Ring appeared at his feet, and he used Teleportation to appear directly behind Tang Hao, lightly pressing a palm against his back.
Tang Hao was confused by this move, but with the divine sword slashing toward him, he had to defend himself. He relied on his soul power, which was far stronger than Yun Ming's, to protect himself, but the palm strike carried no force and did not trigger any backlash of soul power.
Seeing the mark was set, Yun Ming teleported away without haste, arriving behind Niu Gao; his grandfather's physique was better suited for blocking the wind.
"Clang!"
The sharp white sword light collided head-on with the blood-ink patterned giant hammer in mid-air, producing a deafening sound that was both piercingly sharp and heavily dull.
The loud noise was only the beginning. A massive shockwave from the collision of sword and hammer swept toward the crowd. Even though both combatants had considered those present who couldn't withstand the aftermath, the shockwave, tainted with Seven Kill Sword Intent and the killing intent of the Slaughter God, was too much for soul masters below the level of Soul Elder. They could only retreat behind their elders for protection.
Niu Gao and Tai Tan roared, completing their Martial Soul Avatar and using their true forms to shield the members of the four clans.
Because Tang San was standing near Tai Tan, he also escaped the disaster.
Inside the hall, a storm swept through, leaving countless sword marks and craters on the walls before finally subsiding.
Tang Hao first sensed his back, discovering an unusual mark, and grew vigilant.
But with a formidable enemy before him, Tang Hao could not dwell on it. He waved his large hand, clearing the dust from the hall with his soul power. Looking at the sword-wielding Chen Xin opposite him—who stood with a two-meter-long, half-foot-wide ancient giant sword floating behind him—he threatened, "A fine Seven Kill Sword."
"It truly lives up to its name as the world's number one in attack."
"However, do you really intend to stop me?"
As he spoke, killing intent overflowed from Tang Hao, locking onto Chen Xin. Yun Ming's words had touched Tang Hao's reverse scale. Combined with Yun Ming's identity, the cultivation talent he had displayed at Shrek Academy, and his audacity to attack while he was engaged with Chen Xin, Tang Hao was convinced that this boy was a threat to the Clear Sky Sect. He could not let Yun Ming live.
Hearing Tang Hao's blatant threat, Chen Xin did not back down, retorting, "Today, whoever wants to touch Little Friend Yun, I shall slay."
At the same time, the sword qi on the Seven Kill Sword surged, signaling the seriousness of Chen Xin's words.
In truth, Chen Xin hadn't intended to clash so hard with Tang Hao, but he hadn't expected Tang Hao to dare threaten him. Having heard Yun Ming's words, Chen Xin's impression of Tang Hao had plummeted to freezing point, and he was thoroughly annoyed by Tang Hao's arrogance. He actually wanted to see just how much strength this peerless genius, who had defeated three Title Douluos of Martial Soul Hall upon reaching his own Title, truly possessed today.
Seeing Chen Xin refuse to yield, Tang Hao's face turned livid. It seemed the Clear Sky Sect had been in seclusion for too long, causing the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the outside world to lose their awe. Damn Martial Soul Hall; one day, he, Tang Hao, would surely overturn them to wash away the grievances the Clear Sky Sect had suffered all these years.
Seeing that Chen Xin was determined to protect Yun Ming, Tang Hao knew there was no chance today. He looked at Yun Ming and said coldly, "Little brat, today, for the sake of the Sword Douluo, I will spare you once. But if I hear even the slightest news of you slandering the Clear Sky Sect in the outside world, I will surely annihilate your Breaking Clan."
Hearing Tang Hao's threat, a cold glint flashed in Yun Ming's eyes. He replied indifferently, "Threatening me? Are you worthy!"
Following this, a Purple Soul Ring appeared at Yun Ming's feet, and the Sky Support Mark on Tang Hao's back lit up.
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