Douluo Continent: After twelve years of secluded cultivation, he brutally beat Tang Hao at the start

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"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible..."

Flander's lips trembled as he uttered a dreamlike whisper, his voice hoarse and trembling, filled with a shock that defied all reason.

He felt that the worldview and power system he had built up over the past few decades had collapsed under this punch.

This Cao Kun... just how strong is he?!

Just how unbelievable is the power he's hiding?!

The night wind began to blow again, carrying an even stronger smell of dust and blood.

In the distant forest ruins, a faint fluctuation of soul power spread out.

That was Tang Hao's soul power.

The fluctuations in soul power slowly began to rise and fall violently.

Then, he gradually became manic!

Cao Kun turned his head slightly, his gaze piercing through the billowing smoke and dust and the hundred-meter distance, landing precisely on the ruins of the collapsed forest.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, without pride or ostentation, only an indifference born from mastering power to its fullest extent.

And a hint of... anticipation for the battle to come?

"Haotian Douluo?"

Cao Kun's voice rang out calmly, clearly reaching the ears of everyone present.

"I hope your Clear Sky Hammer is a bit harder than your bones."

The voice has not fallen,

A chillingly terrifying aura suddenly erupted from the center of the dust-filled ruins a hundred meters away!

"boom……!!!"

Its powerful aura was like a volcano that had been dormant for thousands of years suddenly erupting!

Followed by.

A blinding crimson light shot into the sky, instantly staining half the night sky red!

The red light was thick and viscous, carrying a bloody and murderous aura like mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and also containing an unparalleled pressure of ruling the world!

A massive red spirit ring slowly rose from the center of the blood-red light!

Its color is a dazzling, soul-chilling blood red!

At the edge of the spirit ring, ten golden lines, like the marks of gods, flowed endlessly in the blood-red light, radiating an ancient, savage, and terrifying aura of destruction!

A 100,000-year spirit ring! Tang Hao's ninth spirit ring!

This is the second time Tang Hao has released his spirit ring.

But it was the first time he had unleashed the power of a 100,000-year-old soul ring.

The moment that crimson soul ring erupted, the entire dense forest was as if it had entered an endless sea of ​​blood!

The air felt heavy.

The invisible pressure, like a massive mountain, crashed down.

The surviving trees on the edge of the battlefield groaned under the immense pressure, their trunks bent and their branches and leaves falling one after another!

"roar……!!!"

A roar, like that of an ancient beast fully awakened, filled with boundless rage and humiliation, exploded from the depths of the ruins!

The roaring sound wave was like a tangible shockwave, instantly blowing away the billowing smoke and dust, revealing the scene inside.

Tang Hao slowly rose from the pile of collapsed trees and rubble.

His tattered cloak was mostly torn, revealing his scarred, muscular, bronze-colored body underneath.

A streak of blood hung from the corner of his mouth, and his arms trembled slightly, clearly indicating that the backlash from taking that punch was extremely severe.

However, his eyes, peeking out from under the shadow of his hood, burned with a fury powerful enough to incinerate everything!

That was no longer coldness and indifference, but a madness that was completely enraged and would fight to the death!

"I underestimated you..."

Tang Hao's voice was filled with overwhelming hatred and a strong sense of bloodlust.

"Very good...you're very good!"

He suddenly raised his hand and violently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his movements rough and violent, as if he wanted to erase the humiliation he had suffered.

"Now!"

Tang Hao suddenly looked up, his blood-red eyes fixed on Cao Kun a hundred paces away, and his violent soul power condensed wildly around him like a hurricane.

"I'll show you what I'm made of..."

"What truly constitutes... the Haotian Douluo!"

As the last word from Tang Hao's mouth exploded in the void!

I see,

Tang Hao suddenly clenched his right hand!

"Buzz...!"

A gigantic, jet-black hammer appeared out of thin air in his hand!

The hammer is ancient and heavy, with sharp edges and corners, and its entire body exudes a dark light that devours everything.

Its mere presence caused visible ripples to spread through the surrounding space!

The true form of the Haotian Hammer!

"Seventh Soul Skill - Haotian True Body!"

Tang Hao's roar was like thunder from the heavens!

With his roar, the Haotian Hammer in his hand swelled up in the wind!

Dark light shot into the sky, instantly expanding into a terrifying giant hammer over a hundred meters long!

The hammerhead is as big as a mountain, and the handle is as thick as a giant pillar!

A terrifying sense of power, vast and boundless, seemingly capable of crushing the heavens, spread out like a tangible tide!

The ground was trembling violently, and the rubble on the battlefield floated up as if it had lost its weight!

A hundred-meter-long giant hammer stretched across the night sky, with a blood-red 100,000-year-old soul ring slowly rotating beneath it, making the hammer appear like a demonic weapon from hell!

Tang Hao's figure appeared tiny under the giant hammer, but the world-destroying aura emanating from him merged with the giant hammer, reaching an unprecedented peak!

"Die!!!"

Tang Hao's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a madman!

He grasped the invisible handle of the hundred-meter-long hammer with both hands, his muscles bulging and throbbing like steel.

All the soul power, all the anger, all the humiliation were poured into this strike without reservation!

The 100-meter-long hammer has moved!

With a terrifying will to crush stars and annihilate all things, he approached Cao Kun, a figure as insignificant as an ant, a hundred paces away.

It crashed down violently!

Before the hammer even arrived, the terrifying wind pressure created by the extremely compressed air had already descended!

The ground was as if it had been ruthlessly plowed by an invisible giant plow, and the hard soil and rocks were instantly turned into dust, and a huge ravine spread forward at an astonishing speed!

Space groaned under the weight of the giant hammer's trajectory, twisting and collapsing!

This hammer blow was a furious strike from Tang Hao, the Haotian Douluo!

It was a super Douluo's ultimate attack, fueled by burning soul power and willpower!

Its power is so great that it can instantly turn any being below the Title Douluo level into ashes!

Zhao Wuji, who was far away, couldn't even breathe properly under this earth-shattering pressure. His heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand.

Only two words came to my mind: I feel terrible!

Flander was deathly pale, his body trembling, his mind blank, with only one thought remaining: It's over! Everything is over!

Faced with this hundred-meter-long hammer that seemed like a divine punishment, Cao Kun remained standing still, completely unmoved.

His face remained completely expressionless, only a faint hint of disappointment flickered in his eyes.

"Not bad!"

Cao Kun's voice rang out. Amidst the earth-shattering roar, it clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Unfortunately, it's all show and no substance."

The moment he finished speaking, Cao Kun finally moved!

He slowly raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and pressed down lightly on the hundred-meter-tall Haotian Giant Hammer that was falling from the sky and seemed to be about to smash the entire earth!

"Buzz...!!!"

An ancient, vast bell tolled, seemingly having traversed the endless river of time and existed since the beginning of chaos, and resounded throughout the heavens and earth without warning!

The bell's sound wasn't particularly loud or deafening, but it carried an indescribable majesty, like the first ray of Daoist sound at the dawn of creation!

Wherever the bell rang, the devastating pressure of the Haotian Hammer suddenly froze!

The raging soul power in the air was instantly calmed and suppressed!

The distorted space seemed to be forcibly smoothed out by an invisible hand, restoring clarity!

Above Cao Kun's head, mysterious ripples spread through the space.

A colossal artifact slowly materialized from the void!

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