Douluo: Reorganization of the Haotian Sect

Under the full-scale attack of the two empires' armies, the battle lasted until the early morning of the next day.

When the sun rose, the inside and outside of Baojian City were already as red as blood.

As the main force of this war, the Tiandou Empire army has completely taken over the fortress.

The Sword City was indeed a stronghold, with an army of one million soldiers, more than half a million men entered the fortress, yet it still did not feel crowded.

The surrendered soldiers and soul masters of the Wuhun Empire were temporarily taken into custody.

Just as Tang Fei promised, all those who surrendered were spared.

As for the few who dared to resist, they were directly overwhelmed by the army of the Tiandou Empire in the night battle.

The entire battlefield of Baojian City and the entire Jianshan Mountain Range have become part of the Tiandou Empire.

Cheers and joy rang out one after another.

Even the most ordinary soldiers knew that as long as they captured the most important fortress of the Wuhun Empire, it would mean that the war was half over.

Amidst the flying flags, cheers began to ring out in unison.

"Tendou... Long live!"

"Long live Xing Luo!"

Completely different calls were heard from the military camps of the two empires.

Every soldier was filled with passion.

The arrogant Spirit Hall was defeated head-on!
Defeated by them head-on!
Although the role of ordinary soldiers is very limited, when these limited forces are gathered together, they will burst out with a force that can destroy cities and split countries.

"Tendou... Long live!"

"Long live Xing Luo!"

Every soldier was immersed in the joy of victory.

The enthusiasm brought by the war stirred in the hearts of every soldier.

The cheers, from being weak at the beginning, gradually became as loud as thunder.

Until the entire Baojian City was filled with the voices of "Long live Tiandou" and "Long live Xingluo".

This call did not last long.

It seemed that the top leaders of the two empires did it on purpose, and the two voices finally became the same at the same time.

"Long live Haotian!"

"Long live Haotian!"

Regardless of whether this was intentional or not, the combined armies of the two empires totaled a total of two million troops, and all of them were making the most enthusiastic calls.

That’s two million people!

Rich forces of faith, like invisible golden streams, began to appear from the void in all directions.

The golden light converges, from the water flow, to the stream, and then to the surging waves.

The rich power of faith gathered above the heads of everyone in the Haotian Sect in an instant.

To be precise, it was Tang Fei's head.

Only those who have initially condensed the divine position can have the power to make faith concrete.

Against the backdrop of golden light, Tang Fei slowly flew up under the gazes of millions of people.

He opened his arms, and the golden power of faith flowed into his body like an endless source of energy.

And on Tang Fei's body, the Haotian divine armor formed by the six soul bones automatically appeared under the blessing of the power of faith, and changed again!

The black and gold Haotian divine armor, with its carved magic patterns becoming more exaggerated.

A red cloak appeared from behind Tang Fei, and the huge black-gold Haotian Hammer, although not deliberately releasing its aura, still exuded infinite oppressive force.

At this moment, a pure and powerful force automatically poured into Tang Fei's body from the top of his head.

A familiar feeling emerged, this was the evolution brought about by the pure power of faith.

In addition to the Haotian divine armor, the first thing Tang Fei felt was the change in his soul power.

Under the boost of the power of faith that was like a surging river, Tang Fei's soul power, which was originally at level 98, directly rushed to the peak!
Level ninety-nine!

It seemed that there was only one level away from level ninety-eight, but only by stepping into this level could one clearly feel that the all-round attributes of the body and martial spirit had been improved by more than one level. The parts of the six spirit bones in the body were all releasing warm breath.

Their quality has once again taken a step forward.

In terms of martial soul, the huge dark gold Clear Sky Hammer was directly sublimated to the level of a divine weapon.

One hundred and eighty thousand pounds!

As the owner of a martial spirit, Tang Fei could detect its quality with just a slight sense.

In the original novel, Tang San's Seagod Trident, which weighed 180,000 jin, was already considered an incredibly powerful weapon.

However, Tang Fei's Clear Sky Hammer was even more exaggerated.

One hundred and eighty thousand pounds!

It is hard to imagine, once the state of king of land is activated, who can stop him?

Even God would probably bleed!
The heavy Clear Sky Hammer did not become more difficult to use after evolving into a divine weapon.

On the contrary, in Tang Fei's hand, it weighed only 180 kilograms.

This is the advantage of the martial soul evolving into a divine weapon.

Tang Fei's brute force increased to 300,000 pounds.

With the brute force of three hundred thousand pounds, he swung the Clear Sky Hammer which weighed only one hundred and eighty pounds in his hand.

This means that Tang Fei can wield the 180,000-jin hammer as easily as throwing straw.

I'm afraid that just an ordinary attack has already surpassed the scope of any Titled Douluo's full-strength attack.

At this moment, Tang Fei couldn't help but think of Li Yuanba in his previous life's story.

It can be said that I hate that the sky has no handle and the earth has no ring!

With the blessing of the power of faith, Tang Fei's mental power gradually transformed towards the level of divine consciousness.

At this moment, Tang Fei could sense what was happening ten thousand meters away with just a slight movement of his mind.

In his subconscious, the golden palace appeared again.

The stairs forged by the power of faith lead to the land of nothingness in one's mind.

Tang Fei knew that as long as he stepped onto that palace, the inheritance of the Haotian God's throne would be instantly opened!
One layer, two layers...

In his mind, golden steps were continuously being built, until ninety-nine steps appeared.

But what disappointed Tang Fei was that although the distance seemed very close, the stairs seemed to be always a little short.

No matter how hard he tried, he could not get any closer to the golden palace.

Tang Fei guessed, perhaps, this was the price of creating a god!

Although both creating one's own godhood and inheriting one's godhood are ways to become a god, one is created by the power of one's own faith.

The other one, however, inherited the legacy of his ancestors.

The literal meaning alone is enough to show the difference in difficulty between the two.

If it were to be a succession of deities, Tang Fei would have been qualified to become a god long ago with his current status.

"It seems that if I want to become Haotian God, I need to gather more power of faith."

Tang Fei frowned, but then relaxed.

Things like creating a deity were useless even if he was anxious.

The power of faith does not appear automatically, but represents the world's recognition of the Clear Sky Hammer.

Especially in this army that values force and military exploits above all else.

If you want to gather more power of faith, you have to lead the army to achieve greater results!

Tang Fei looked into the distance.

If even the power of faith generated by taking over the Sword City cannot condense into a godly position.

Then, if you want to gain more power of faith, you have to take down Wuhun City! (End of this chapter)