Douluo Continent: My name is Yang Jian, and I achieved sainthood through my physical body.

Chapter 43 Roaring Sky Dog’s First Soul Skill

Tang Hao's anger was about to explode from his chest.

He stood in the valley, covered in blood, his clothes tattered, looking utterly wretched.

But what hurts more than the physical pain is the frustration in one's heart.

Ring explosion.

This is a closely guarded secret of the Haotian Sect, and his biggest trump card in turning the tide in a desperate situation.

But the cost of this trump card is too high.

He sacrificed his soul rings in exchange for a short-term surge in strength.

After casting the spell, the soul ring shatters and the soul power plummets, taking several years or even ten years to recover.

He still has so much to do.

Taking revenge on the Spirit Hall, cultivating a mistress, and leading the Clear Sky Sect to once again become the number one sect in the world—all of these things require strength.

Without strength, everything is just empty talk.

However, Yang Jian would never give him a choice.

Tang Hao took a deep breath, and the anger in his eyes was gradually replaced by determination.

Since there's no way out, let's fight it out.

"Fine, fine, fine." His voice was filled with overwhelming hatred. "You asked for it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the spirit ring beneath his feet began to tremble violently.

"Ring explosion!"

The first spirit ring exploded.

It transformed into golden light and merged into the Haotian Hammer.

The second one, the third one, the fourth one —

One soul ring after another shattered, and a surge of immense energy flooded into the Clear Sky Hammer, causing the patterns on the hammer to shine brightly and emit a dazzling light.

The eighth one!

Tang Hao detonated eight spirit rings.

All that remained was the 100,000-year soul ring that Ah Yin had sacrificed herself for.

His aura surged once more at this moment, and a gigantic phantom appeared behind him, as if a true god of war had descended to earth.

The phantom figure, wielding the Haotian Hammer, looked down upon all living beings, and the air trembled wherever his gaze fell.

Yue Guan, who was far away, changed his expression drastically and quickly retreated more than a thousand meters.

He could clearly sense that the power of Tang Hao's attack had definitely reached the level of a Limit Douluo.

Too strong, so strong it's despair-inducing.

Let alone a level 95 Title Douluo, even ten of them combined would probably be turned into mincemeat by this hammer blow.

"Xiao Jian—" Yue Guan looked at Yang Jian, her eyes filled with worry.

But the next second, his worry turned into shock.

Because he saw four spirit rings appear beneath the feet of the Celestial Hound.

black.

black.

black.

black.

Four ten-thousand-year soul rings.

Yue Guan's eyes widened, and his mouth opened so wide it could fit a fist.

He had no idea when Yang Jian had attached a soul ring to the Celestial Hound.

For the past six years, he has always stayed by Yang Jian's side and has never seen him take Xiaotian Dog to hunt soul beasts.

But now, with four ten-thousand-year soul rings right there, he had no choice but to believe it.

If Yang Jian's first martial soul is already so extraordinary, his second martial soul, which is equipped with four ten-thousand-year soul rings, must be even more powerful.

His gaze toward Tang Hao suddenly turned somewhat sympathetic.

Tang Hao also noticed the four spirit rings under Xiaotianquan's feet, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

Ten-thousand-year soul ring.

Four.

A thought flashed through his mind.

This guy must have used some kind of secret technique to hide his true cultivation level and the number of his soul rings. Otherwise, how could a Soul King who hasn't even obtained his fifth soul ring fight me like this?

But now is not the time to think about these things.

Tang Hao gritted his teeth and put all distracting thoughts behind him.

His body merged with the phantom behind him, and he soared into the sky, rushing towards the Howling Celestial Dog like a shooting star.

"die""

The Haotian Hammer crashed down.

The giant hammer in the phantom's hand also slammed down.

This hammer blow even produced a sonic boom, tearing the air apart and creating a deafening roar.

Yang Jian raised his head and looked at the giant hammer that was falling from the sky, his expression as calm as still water.

Not flustered at all.

Throughout the entire process, Xiaotian Dog never used any soul skills.

Even he himself was unaware of the true strength of the Celestial Hound.

In the past six years, by absorbing the essence of the sun and moon, the Celestial Hound has condensed four growing soul rings, each with a lifespan of 99,999 years, just one step away from 100,000 years.

Even if Tang Hao blew up eight of his spirit rings, even if he blew up his last 100,000-year spirit ring, he probably still wouldn't be able to cause any real damage to Xiaotian Dog.

"Howling Celestial Hound," Yang Jian said softly, "Use your first soul skill."

"Oh, and remember to spare his life; I have other plans for him."

"Woof!"

The Celestial Hound responded, and the first black spirit ring beneath its feet lit up.

Its first soul skill doesn't have a fancy name, but its effect is simple and brutal.

Strengthen bite force!

Golden light covered the celestial hound's teeth, making each tooth as sharp as a divine weapon, gleaming with a chilling light that made one's heart tremble.

It raised its head, opened its mouth wide, and bit down at the Haotian Hammer that was smashing down.

"boom--!"

A deafening roar.

The golden light collided with the crimson light, and the shockwave spread in all directions.

The shockwave pushed Yue Guan back several hundred meters, barely managing to regain his footing, but his eyes remained fixed on the center of the light.

Then, he witnessed a scene he would never forget.

The giant hammer in the phantom's hand shattered inch by inch under the teeth of the Howling Celestial Dog.

Cracks spread from the hammerhead to the handle, from the handle to the phantom's arm, then to its shoulder and chest—finally, the entire phantom collapsed, turning into countless specks of light that dissipated into the air.

"What?!"

Tang Hao's face was filled with disbelief.

Before he could react, the celestial dog's claws had already struck.

"Bang--!"

Tang Hao was sent flying like a rag doll, crashing into the ground like a cannonball, creating a crater over a hundred meters deep, with dust billowing into the sky.

The smoke and dust cleared.

Tang Hao lay at the bottom of the pit, covered in blood, his breath extremely weak.

His eyes were half-open, his consciousness was blurred, and he had fallen into a deep coma.

The Celestial Hound stood at the edge of the pit, with several shallow wounds on his body, but no blood was flowing.

Yang Jian walked over, looked at Tang Hao at the bottom of the pit, and praised Xiaotian Dog, "Well done."

"Woof!" The Celestial Hound returned to its normal size, rubbed against Yang Jian's calf, and then turned into a white light, disappearing into his left palm.

At this moment, Yue Guan flew over and landed beside Yang Jian. Looking down at Tang Hao, who was half-dead at the bottom of the pit, he gasped.

He had countless questions in his mind.

When was the spirit ring of the Howling Celestial Dog attached?

Why is it so strong?

But in the end, I didn't ask.

There are some things that Yang Jian will naturally say when he wants to.

"Just kill him."

Yue Guan looked at Tang Hao, a hint of killing intent flashing in his eyes. This troublemaker cannot be allowed to live.

"No rush," Yang Jian shook his head.

Yue Guan was taken aback, but didn't ask any more questions. He flew down into the pit and used his soul power to lift Tang Hao out of the hundreds-of-meters-deep pit and place him on the ground.

Tang Hao lay on the ground, weak and covered in blood, looking like a corpse.

Yang Jian looked at the unconscious Tang Hao, flipped his right hand, and a three-pointed double-edged sword appeared in his palm.

He walked up to Tang Hao, raised his knife, aimed at Tang Hao's left ankle, and slashed down.

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