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

boom--!

The giant hammer and the transparent longsword collided violently in mid-air.

The outcome was decided in the next moment.

The transparent longsword was devoid of any frills. As the blade fell, its terrifying cutting power instantly tore through the dark golden aura surrounding Haotian's true form. The massive Haotian Hammer couldn't even withstand it for a moment, and was forcibly cleaved in two, falling from his grasp and crashing heavily to either side of the arena.

With his martial spirit injured, Tang San was struck as if by a heavy blow. His face turned deathly pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The six Shrek members who were desperately trying to maintain their formation were not spared either. The backlash of their soul power swept over them, and they were all sent flying, crashing to various parts of the arena, causing their formation to completely collapse.

With a successful strike, the transparent longsword in Qian San's hand scattered into a sky full of starlight.

But the murderous intent in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

The ten-winged angel's light suddenly receded, but the silver-blue liquid metal surged from his palm again, rolling and spreading like a living thing.

Immediately afterwards, the muscles in Qian San's back twitched.

puff!

Eight sharp spider spears burst forth from its body.

The liquid metal clung wildly to the spider spears, instantly transforming the eight spears into eight arms. Combined with his two arms, Qian San now resembled a ten-armed Asura.

There are indeed limitations to the divine examination.

You cannot pre-plan a murder.

But this is the finals.

On the arena, spirit skills have no eyes. If he unleashes a wide-range, destructive spirit skill that covers the entire arena, and Tang San happens to be too weak to withstand it and dies on the stage, what does that matter?

It was just an accidental injury or death.

If Tang San is blown to pieces, he'd like to see which god can piece him back together intact.

Even if he failed, he wouldn't lose anything. How could he have known that Tang San was so easily defeated?

Qian San didn't give Tang San a single chance to catch his breath.

With ten arms outstretched, silvery-blue liquid metal shot into the sky, condensing into countless long, dense metal needles in mid-air. The next instant, these needles rained down like a storm upon the area where the Shrek Seven Devils were!

Below the stage, Yu Xiaogang gripped the railing tightly with both hands, his eyes almost bursting out of their sockets.

wrong.

He finally realized something was wrong.

If this was just a normal match, why did the rest of the Tiandou Second Team retreat to the edge of the arena before Qian San made his move?

This is not a contest.

This is a clearance operation!

"I surrender! Shrek admits defeat!!!"

Yu Xiaogang didn't even bother to activate his soul power; he just roared out.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Qian San's eyes were icy cold, showing no intention of stopping. The overwhelming barrage of metal needles had sealed off all of Tang San's escape routes.

Sixth Soul Skill: Gengjin Absolute Shadow Explosion!

The long metal needle, driven into the ring, compressed and hardened in an instant. A dangerous dark golden luster appeared on the surface of the needle.

Qian San clenched his fist tightly.

All the metal needles detonate simultaneously!

Rumble—!

A series of explosions instantly engulfed the entire arena. A storm of dark golden metal swept out, sharp fragments tearing the hard ground to shreds.

At the very instant the explosion occurred, a sound like muffled thunder rolled across the sky above Wuhun City.

"Don't hurt my son!"

The sky suddenly darkened.

The clouds were forcibly torn apart, and a massive, black hammer, as large as a mountain, crashed down from the sky onto the arena.

The seventh soul skill.

Haotian's True Form!

In the VIP section, Bibi Dong suddenly stood up straight.

She stared intently at the Haotian Hammer in the center of the smoke and dust, a complex emotion surging deep within her eyes.

Tang Hao!

"Your Holiness the Pope," Yue Guan stepped forward, lowering his voice with a hint of anxiety, "that's the true form of Haotian. Should we act immediately?"

Bibi Dong tapped her scepter twice with her fingers, and countless thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant.

Tang Hao is indeed the Spirit Hall's mortal enemy, but his hammer is now aimed at Qian San. If she could use Tang Hao to eliminate this boy with Qian Xunji's bloodline and monstrous talent, she would not only eliminate a major threat but also avoid getting her hands dirty. Even if the Hall of Worship investigated, the murderer would be Tang Hao, so what would it have to do with her?

Thinking of this, Bibi Dong raised her hand, her voice icy: "Don't rush. Let's see what he's going to do."

Upon hearing these three words, Yue Guan was completely stunned.

Not urgent?

He knew Bibi Dong too well. Those two seemingly casual words were clearly a ploy to use someone else to do his dirty work!

A cold sweat instantly broke out on Yue Guan's back. Bibi Dong might not be in a hurry, but Yue Guan was!

Last time at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, he had already been warned by Qian Xunji for offending Qian San. If Qian San were to be killed by Tang Hao right under his nose today, Qian Xunji would absolutely skin him alive! Between Bibi Dong's schemes and Qian Xunji's shadow, Yue Guan didn't need to make a choice. He wouldn't dare to take a gamble that was certain to end in death even once.

Moreover, the rare and precious Chrysanthemum Immortal Herb bestowed upon him by Qian Xunji is still lying in his storage soul tool!

"Old ghost!"

Without even saying hello to Bibi Dong, Yue Guan disobeyed the Pope's orders and leaped off the platform.

The ghost standing on the other side was stunned for a moment, not understanding why his old partner had suddenly disobeyed orders, but years of tacit understanding made him act without hesitation. His figure instantly became ethereal, transforming into a black ghostly shadow, closely following behind Yue Guan.

The two titled Douluo landed in front of Qian San like two shooting stars.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black.

All eighteen spirit rings exploded beneath their feet.

"How dare you, Tang Hao!" Yue Guan pointed at the dust cloud ahead, forcibly adopting the authority of a Spirit Hall elder, and shouted sternly, "How dare you openly attack the Spirit City Grand Finals arena! Surrender immediately!"

As they spoke, Yue Guan had already conjured a phantom of the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum in his hand, and a thick black mist swirled around the ghostly figure. The two soul powers faintly converged in mid-air, ready to unleash their Soul Fusion Technique, capable of freezing time and space: the Polar Stillness Domain.

However, Tang Hao, standing amidst the smoke and dust, didn't even glance at the two Title Douluos.

Just now, at the moment when Qian San detonated the metal, although he tried his best to smash down the Haotian Hammer, he was still a fraction too slow.

At the bottom of the pit, Tang San lay quietly amidst a pile of metal ruins.

His limbs were twisted in a grotesque manner, and his Shrek Academy uniform was completely soaked in blood. Countless sharp, dark gold metal spikes mercilessly pierced his chest, abdomen, and throat. There was no breath, no heartbeat. His pair of purple demonic eyes, though still closed, had already lost all their luster, leaving only a deathly gray.

Tang Hao's body stiffened. He slowly knelt down in the rubble, his rough, large hands trembling as he reached out towards Tang San's face.

It was ice-cold to the touch.

"No……"

Tang Hao's lips trembled violently. He was too late. Ah Yin had died in his arms. Would Tang San be the same now?