Douluo Continent: Reversing Yin and Yang, the Haotian Palace and the Angel Sect

Before he could finish speaking, Titan's massive hand reached out and grabbed at Tang San's shoulder. This seemingly simple claw blocked all of Tang San's escape routes in all directions.

Tang San wanted to resist.

However, he didn't dare to unleash his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul at all!

Now, not only has the color of his Blue Silver Grass become strange, but more fatally, the devouring aura remaining on the Blue Silver Grass, once released, will completely confirm the crime of "fallen soul master" in Titan's mouth!

Seeing that the giant hand was less than half a foot away from his shoulder, Tang San gritted his teeth.

Fuck it!

At this critical juncture, he could no longer afford to hide his second martial soul.

Tang San suddenly raised his left hand, and a jet-black light burst forth from his palm.

A black short hammer appeared out of thin air and smashed towards the Titan's palm.

The Titan, who was originally certain of victory, was struck dumb the moment he saw the black short hammer. He withdrew his hand in a flash and stood frozen in place.

Not just Titan.

At this moment, in the shadow of a high platform not far from the main gate of the university.

Ning Fengzhi, along with Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, were hiding in the shadows.

The moment the black iron hammer appeared in Tang San's hand, Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, and Bone Douluo Gu Rong, who were preparing to stop Titan, froze in place.

They came to Shrek Academy because Ning Rongrong had recently returned to the sect and mentioned a classmate named Tang San to Ning Fengzhi. According to Ning Rongrong's description, this young man was exceptionally talented and could create many exquisite hidden weapons that could enhance the sect's disciples' self-defense capabilities.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, as the number one support sect in the world, boasts a prestigious reputation, but its disciples have always lacked independent offensive capabilities, making them vulnerable to attack once unprotected. Ning Fengzhi's mention of Tang San, the creator of hidden weapons, to Ning Rongrong sparked his desire to recruit him, which is why he personally brought Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo to meet him.

Who would have thought that they would witness such a scene as soon as they arrived at the scene and before they even had a chance to show themselves?

Bone Douluo's eyes were fixed on the dark light in Tang San's left palm, his previously sinister face now filled with astonishment. He turned to the sect leader beside him: "Feng Zhi, that's the Clear Sky Hammer."

Ning Fengzhi had also come to his senses by this time, and he nodded solemnly:

"That's right, exactly."

This Tang San... I see, his surname is Tang.

At this point, a look of realization flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes, and Sword Douluo explained, "Since he possesses the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul, then he has twin Martial Souls: Blue Silver Grass and Clear Sky Hammer."

He must be the son of Tang Hao, the Haotian Douluo who has been missing for many years. However… his secrets seem to extend beyond just being Tang Hao's son.

Ning Fengzhi paused for a moment, then turned his head with some confusion to look at Sword Douluo Chen Xin.

He discovered that Chen Xin wasn't looking at the Haotian Hammer that shook the continent; instead, he was focused on the little girl in pink hiding behind Tang San.

"Uncle Jian, what did you see?" Ning Fengzhi asked. Although his current soul power was considered top-tier among Soul Saints, he was still ultimately just a Soul Saint.

Before Chen Xin could answer, Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo beside him, also noticed the abnormality by following his gaze. His body trembled violently, and his withered old eyes were filled with disbelief.

"How...how is this possible?"

That girl… she’s a 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form!

"A 100,000-year-old soul beast has taken human form!"

Upon hearing these words, Ning Fengzhi froze on the spot.

As the sect leader of one of the three upper sects, he was all too aware of the benefits that the words "100,000-year-old soul beast" represented.

A 100,000-year-old soul bone that is bound to fall, and a 100,000-year-old soul ring that is enough to bring about a qualitative change in any soul master—these are the treasures that every titled Douluo on the entire continent dreams of obtaining.

"Is it that girl?"

Sword Douluo Chen Xin nodded slowly, a complex look in his eyes: "Old Bones wasn't wrong. That girl's soul power is too weak right now, she hasn't reached maturity yet, she is indeed a 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form."

Ning Fengzhi fell silent for a moment.

His mind was racing, weighing the pros and cons.

A 100,000-year-old soul beast with no ability to resist is right in front of them. If the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is willing to take action now and bring it back to the sect to raise, it can create a powerful person with a 100,000-year soul ring for the sect in the future.

The problem was that Ning Fengzhi glanced at Tang San, who was standing in front of the little girl.

"It seems that this girl has an inseparable relationship with Tang San and is someone Tang San values." Ning Fengzhi rubbed his slightly swollen temples and pondered silently.

Tang San is Tang Hao's son.

Back then, Tang Hao single-handedly smashed the Pope to pieces with a giant hammer for his wife. If the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School were to forcibly intervene for this 100,000-year-old soul beast, it would not only completely antagonize the now-reclusive Clear Sky School, but also face the revenge of Tang Hao, this madman.

Was it really worth offending Tang Hao for the sake of this 100,000-year-old soul beast? Ning Fengzhi was caught in a dilemma.

.........

On the tree-lined path below the platform, the situation changed in a way that also exceeded everyone's expectations.

Titan, who had been so aggressive and seemed poised to cripple Tang San with a single blow, now appeared as if struck by lightning.

This familiar hammer, this perfect hammerhead, this exquisite handle...

What might be shocking to others is an indelible mark etched into the soul of the Power Clan, who were once subservient to the Haotian Sect.

"This...this is..."

The oppressive power emanating from Titan vanished without a trace in an instant, like the receding tide.

He took a step forward, his massive body trembling with overwhelming excitement. He stared intently at the short hammer, his face, which had been filled with murderous intent, now radiating disbelief and fanaticism.

"Boy, your martial soul... is the Clear Sky Hammer?" Titan's voice completely changed, hoarse and trembling.

Tang San gripped the short hammer, his body tense. He had prepared himself for injury, but he hadn't expected his opponent to react this way upon seeing his second spirit.

Tang San was completely stunned to see the white-haired old man in front of him, who had been fierce and menacing just a second ago, suddenly become so kind and gentle, with eyes that seemed to be looking at some kind of sacred object.

"Who is your father?" Titan asked tentatively.

Now that his martial soul had been exposed, Tang San didn't bother to lie anymore. "My father is indeed Tang Hao. What advice do you have for me, senior?"

Having received Tang San's personal confirmation, Titan felt as if he had been struck by a heavy blow.

"Master! It really is your son!!!"

Titan laughed loudly, and tears welled up in his old eyes.

Immediately afterward, to the horrified gazes of countless Shrek Academy students, the patriarch of the Power Clan, who was usually fearless, suddenly collapsed to the ground with his knees buckling.

Plop!

Titan knelt heavily before Tang San.

Not only that, Titan suddenly turned around, slapped Talon, who was still in a daze, hard on the back, and roared:

"What are you still standing there for? Kneel down!"