Douluo:Starting from the Young Master of Clear Sky Sect

"Hey hey hey, don't put it so harshly. What do you mean by 'scheming'? I have a wife—I don't mess around with ghosts." Tang Hao raised his hand in refusal, emphasizing that he was a devoted husband who wouldn't fool around even when his wife wasn't by his side.

"Back when I walked the Road to Hell, you tried to recruit me but failed and deliberately made things difficult. Now, after more than a decade, let's see how much you've improved."

Tang Hao gave a nod to Hongyan behind him before coldly glaring at the Slaughter King floating in the air. His eyes sharpened, and with a deafening "boom," all nine of his Soul Rings erupted with radiant light. His Soul Power surged like an endless ocean, each Soul Ring swirling around him.

Even more terrifying was Tang Hao fully unleashing his God of Slaughter Domain. A bone-chilling killing intent swept through the entire Ghost City, as if freezing the heavens themselves. Frost even began to form on the Ghost Tower.

Inside the tower, Tang San couldn't help but shiver. "So this is Father's full power..."

The full might of the Clear Sky Douluo was something few on the entire Douluo Continent had the privilege to witness.

At this moment, Tang Hao stood atop the Ghost Tower, treading on air with the Clear Sky Hammer in hand. His overwhelming aura crushed all enemies beneath him, and his 97th-level Soul Power made the very earth tremble.

Though Tang Hao hadn't yet reached the pinnacle of level 99, his talent was unparalleled, earning him the title of Clear Sky Douluo. Even at level 97, his strength was unimaginable—his true combat prowess likely rivaled that of a level 98 Titled Douluo, if not a level 99 Ultimate Douluo. The sheer pressure of his aura alone could collapse mountains and rivers!

Facing such a formidable foe, Tang Hao held nothing back, revealing his full power without reservation.

"Fourth Soul Ring—Bloodthirsty Lion!" Tang Hao's fourth Soul Ring flared, and the phantom of a crimson lion flashed briefly.

His fourth Soul Ring enhanced his physical state—boosting strength, defense, resilience, mental resistance, and more.

The sound of muscles bulging and cracking echoed as Tang Hao's already imposing frame grew even more fearsome. Wrapped in a surge of blood energy, the intense heat created rising currents, making him appear as if he stood within a tornado.

Witnessing Tang Hao's overwhelming Soul Power, many Soul Masters in Ghost City trembled inwardly. The God of Slaughter was indeed peerless.

The Slaughter King remarked indifferently, "A 97th-level Titled Douluo... not bad."

The moment the words left his lips, Tang Hao stepped off the Ghost Tower and closed the distance in an instant. With a furious roar, he swung the Demon Sword downward with devastating force, tearing through space. Despite the Slaughter King not using his Martial Soul, Tang Hao remained vigilant.

His first, second, and third Soul Rings activated in succession. With a mighty swing of the Clear Sky Hammer, it lashed out like a dragon's tail breaching the ocean's surface. A thunderous crash followed as the hammer forcefully repelled the Slaughter King's Demon Sword. Without pause, Tang Hao delivered another strike!

The Clear Sky Hammer descended from above, emitting a brownish glow. In an instant, it expanded to colossal proportions, crashing down like a mountain.

With a thunderous boom, an immense force slammed the Slaughter King from mid-air into the ground, creating a crater that sent dust and debris flying.

Tang Hao didn't relent. His Third Soul Skill solidified a patch of space beneath his feet, allowing him to step on the footholds created by his Soul Rings. Bending his knees, he descended from the sky like a falling meteor.

"Hmph." The Slaughter King leaped out from the ground with a furious roar, brandishing his Demon Sword in eighteen sweeping slashes. In an instant, countless sword shadows filled the air.

"Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique!" Facing the Slaughter King's swordplay, Tang Hao swung his Clear Sky Hammer with overwhelming force. The massive sword and heavy hammer clashed in a blur of overlapping shadows, their terrifying collisions generating shockwaves that devastated the surrounding forest, toppling trees one after another.

At Tang Hao's level, his Soul Skills were no longer used in a turn-based manner but rather as a seamless combo. His first three Soul Skills formed a fluid chain of attacks.

His First Soul Skill, Fish Dragon Leaps the Sea, was a minor technique that consumed minimal Soul Power, enhancing the Clear Sky Hammer's strikes with a paralyzing tremor effect. His Second Soul Skill, Giant Mountain, expended a moderate amount of Soul Power to enlarge and weigh down the hammer, delivering a devastating blow.

Tang Hao's Third Soul Skill, however, was unique. Solidify Space allowed him to condense the air itself—not only creating footholds mid-air for aerial mobility but also manipulating space to restrain opponents or imbue his hammer strikes with spatial force. It was an incredibly versatile skill and his first thousand-year Soul Ring ability.

"You've earned the right to witness the power of the Asura Sword." Against all expectations, the Slaughter King cracked a rare smile, as if he had grown weary of the monotony in Slaughter City and finally found some thrill in battle.

"Since becoming the Slaughter King, I've long forgotten the sensation of slaughter and combat. It's been too dull."

With a sharp whoosh, a pair of demonic wings burst from the Slaughter King's crimson armor. The moment he got serious, his entire aura transformed—his body radiated a chilling killing intent, and fresh blood began flowing along the blade of his Demon Sword.

The sight of that blood sent a shiver down Tang Hao's spine, reminding him of the Blood River he had once encountered on the Road to Hell—a visceral, gory memory.

"Does this sword connect to that river?!"

The Asura Sword seemed to have emerged straight from the depths of hell. Once gripped by the Slaughter King, his very form became indistinct, shrouded in an ominous presence.

With a metallic clang, the Slaughter King struck. The Asura Sword, already massive, now pulsed with a crimson glow as vast and turbulent as an ocean. Behind him, an endless sea of blood rose—the Slaughter Blood Sea—as if the true Asura had descended.

Faced with this strike, even Tang Hao felt an alarm blare in his mind. This might be the most formidable attack he had ever encountered in his life.

"Seventh Soul Skill—Spirit Avatar! Clear Sky Hammer Strike!"

Tang Hao unleashed his Seventh Soul Skill without hesitation. For any Soul Master, the Seventh Soul Ring marked a qualitative transformation. Upon reaching the seventieth rank, regardless of the Soul Ring obtained, one's Martial Soul would undergo a fundamental evolution, merging completely with the body and unlocking the Spirit Avatar.

Once activated, the user fully assumes the form of their Martial Soul, granting an explosive surge in power.

At this moment, the air shattered like glass struck by a massive hammer. Visible waves of Soul Power exploded outward from him, dispersing the clouds within a hundred-meter radius and sending bricks and stones on the ground flying upward. Debris that had yet to land was crushed into dust midair.

Tang Hao leaped high into the air, gripping the Clear Sky Hammer with both hands as he swung it down with overwhelming force. From a distance, it looked as though divine punishment had descended from the heavens.

The Asura Sword clashed against the Clear Sky Hammer—crimson energy colliding with a swirling fusion of black and white power in the sky.

"Is this really a battle between Titled Douluo?" Soul Masters watching the fight, regardless of their own strength, couldn't help but pale in shock.