Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

Second Soul Skill: Golden Lion Rifts Through the Sky

Third Soul Skill: Gravity Control

Fourth Soul Skill: Tyrannosaurus Rex Break

A 50,000-year-old left leg bone (Dark Leopard): Night Raid

3-year-old left arm bone (Devouring Demon Tree): Bloodlust

100,000-year-old right arm bone (Demon Orca King): Demon Whale Slaughtering Realm, Demon Whale Dragon Emperor Annihilation

80,000-year-old right leg bone (Triceratops): Thunder Purgatory (Area of ​​Effect Skill)

Head Soul Bone (Shi Nian's head soul bone)

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Just then, a familiar aura suddenly appeared in Tang San's senses.

In Tang San's perception, the aura ahead was noble and radiant, like a blazing sun hanging overhead, carrying an undeniable sense of oppression.

Tang San's mind raced, and he immediately began to ponder.

Soon, he remembered the owner of this aura.

"Xue Qinghe?"

He was taken aback.

No, that's not right, it's not Xue Qinghe, it's Qianrenxue.

The fake crown prince in the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, the young master of the Spirit Hall.

Tang San subconsciously stopped and wanted to turn around and leave.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

The other side also spotted Tang San.

The moment Qian Renxue sensed Tang San's aura, golden light exploded from her body, and six snow-white wings unfolded from her back, transforming her into a six-winged angel.

"Whoosh-"

With a flap of her wings, Qian Renxue's figure vanished.

The next instant, he appeared not far in front of Tang San, looking down at him with a slight upturn at the corner of his mouth.

"It really is you... Tang San."

Without saying a word, Tang San's soul power surged.

With a flash of golden light, a huge, dark golden Haotian Hammer appeared in his hand. The hammerhead was larger than his body, and its weight made the air tremble.

"Haotian's True Form".

"First Soul Skill: Vajra Suppressing the Mountain".

A black, ten-thousand-year-old soul ring rose from beneath his feet, enveloping his entire body in golden light.

Tang San's arms suddenly grew thicker, his muscles bulged, and his whole body swelled up as if it had been inflated.

This newly acquired soul skill is a power amplification, simple and direct.

"Third Soul Skill: Gravity Control".

Another ten-thousand-year soul skill.

The Clear Sky Hammer began to emit a faint black light, a technique that compressed soul skills onto the martial soul.

Anyone in the know can tell at a glance that the force of this hammer blow will be multiplied.

Tang San pushed off with both legs and leaped high into the air.

"The Great Sumeru Hammer".

The Haotian Hammer grew taller in the wind, instantly becoming the size of a small mountain, completely shrouding Qian Renxue in shadow.

"drink--"

Tang San roared and attacked with all his might.

The Haotian Hammer, enveloped in violent air currents and a distorted gravitational field, slammed down towards Qian Renxue's head.

The air currents wrapped around Qian Renxue's limbs, and the gravity pressed down on her shoulders, making her unable to move for a moment.

"Since you're courting death, then I'll send you on your way."

Qian Renxue remained calm and composed, her body radiating golden light.

"Angel Realm: Open."

With a soft shout, a domain filled with light and flames suddenly expanded outwards from Qian Renxue's center.

The airflow and gravity under Tang San's hammer seemed to be wiped away by an invisible hand, instantly dissipating completely.

Logically speaking, Qian Renxue should be able to move by now.

She could easily dodge it and escape unscathed.

But Qian Renxue didn't dodge.

She raised the angelic sword in her hand, choosing to confront it head-on.

"Kid, watch closely."

A powerful aura exploded from her, like a flash flood or a tsunami.

Tang San's pupils constricted sharply, and he blurted out in disbelief, "Nine...ninety-nine levels?"

He never expected that Qian Renxue had already reached level ninety-nine.

This level is the same as Bibi Dong in his memory.

Tang San felt a pang of regret.

I shouldn't have fought back; I should have turned and run.

But it's too late now; the arrow is already on the bowstring and must be released.

Tang San gritted his teeth and slammed the Clear Sky Hammer down with all his might, hoping that this blow would work.

"Ninth Soul Skill: Angelic Holy Light".

A huge phantom image of an angel appeared behind Qian Renxue.

The phantom's appearance was exactly the same as hers, and it was covered in golden light, as if it had stepped out of a myth.

The illusory image opens its arms and embraces its chest.

In an instant, boundless light, boundless heat, and boundless shockwaves erupted simultaneously.

It was like a sun exploding in front of Tang San.

"Boom!"

The light and heat shockwave collided with the giant Sumeru hammer.

The explosion instantly cleared the forest within a radius of 100 meters.

Then, without any suspense, Tang San was directly knocked away.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang -"

His body, like a kite with a broken string, crashed into more than a dozen large trees before finally coming to a stop.

Splinters of wood and dirt were scattered all over the ground.

Despite the excruciating pain all over his body, Tang San quickly got up from the ground and knelt on one knee.

"puff--"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the withered leaves in front of him red.

"You remnant of the Haotian Sect, today is your death day."

Qian Renxue looked at Tang San's disheveled appearance, her face showing neither joy nor impatience, remaining cold and aloof, like a high and mighty god looking down on an ant.

"Angel's Holy Sword - Thousand-Foot Judgment".

Qian Renxue raised the Angelic Holy Sword high, and the phantom behind her also raised a huge lightsaber.

The lightsaber was hundreds of meters long, stretching across the sky and obscuring half of it.

"cut."

Qian Renxue gently swung her sword down.

The lightsaber then fell, carrying a power that changed the very fabric of the world.

A powerful aura locked onto Tang San.

He had nowhere to hide and nowhere to escape.

The surrounding space seemed to have frozen, making it difficult to even breathe.

"Since that's the case, then..."

Tang San wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and put away the Clear Sky Hammer.

"Om-"

A sound like ocean waves rang out, followed by a flash of blue light.

A golden trident appeared in his hand.

Poseidon's Trident.

"The power of the Sea God?"

Qian Renxue was somewhat surprised, but not astonished.

In her opinion, so what if Tang San took out the Trident of the Sea God?

The gap between the two is too great; it cannot be bridged by a single magical artifact.

The giant lightsaber continued to press down.

Tang San could feel the sharpness and heat around the sword blade; his skin was burning painfully, and his body hair curled up one by one.