Douluo:Starting from the Young Master of Clear Sky Sect

The collision of two energies erupted in dazzling Soul Light, instantly shattering the ground where the Slaughter King stood. The earth fractured into countless fissures, but Tang Hao fared even worse—sent flying backward, he crashed heavily into the mountain range behind him, causing landslides and collapsing cliffs.

The sheer power of that single sword strike left everyone dumbfounded. What's more, the Slaughter King hadn't even used his Martial Soul or revealed a single Soul Ring—just a single Demon Sword!

"This God of Slaughter is way too arrogant. He's digging his own grave."

"He thinks just because he obtained the God of Slaughter Domain and can ignore the seal to use Soul Skills, the Slaughter King would be easy to handle. Before him, there were six other Gods of Slaughter. Each of their appearances caused storms and disasters, yet without exception, they were all suppressed by Slaughter City and crushed by the Slaughter King."

Seeing the earth shattered beyond recognition, everyone believed this God of Slaughter was doomed as well.

The Slaughter King wasn't someone so easily defeated.

With a crash, rubble and mud flew as Tang Hao crawled out of the landslide pit. Covered in dust and grime, his right arm was drenched in blood—undoubtedly injured from the recoil of clashing with the Asura Sword.

Seeing Tang Hao only suffer a bloody arm, even the Slaughter King's expression changed. Though he hadn't used his Martial Soul, the truth was—he couldn't.

After becoming the Slaughter King, he had lost many memories, only recalling that he had inherited the power of the Asura God to fulfill the mission of succession—to guard Slaughter City.

He knew full well that the Asura Sword in his hand wasn't just a name—it was the divine sword of the Asura God. Yet Tang Hao had clashed with it and only ended up with a bloody arm, not even a broken bone. His physical strength was terrifyingly formidable, almost like a Spirit Beast!

Anyone would think he was a 100,000-Year Soul Beast in human form!

"It ends now." At that moment, the Slaughter King let out a long cry, his wings flapping as he soared into the sky, raising the Asura Sword high. Instantly, an endless tide of Slaughter Aura surged from Slaughter City in the distance.

This was the fundamental reason for the Slaughter King's overwhelming power—he could command the Slaughter Aura of Slaughter City. Just like the Blue Silver Emperor, whose terror lay in her ability to control all Blue Silver Grass in the Star Dou Great Forest. With endless Blue Silver Grass supplying her vitality, she became virtually immortal.

Now, the Slaughter King, ruler of Slaughter City, was harnessing its power. Even with Tang Hao's God of Slaughter Domain allowing him to use Soul Skills, fighting on another's turf was an inherent disadvantage.

At that very instant, a bolt of lightning exploded in the distance, followed by a thunderous roar. The bellow of a dragon echoed as a long, four-clawed Thunder Dragon charged at the Slaughter King, claws bared.

Facing the lightning, the Slaughter King swung his sword with a flick of his right hand. A flash of crimson light—the blade severed the Thunder Dragon.

"Brother Hao, you're being stubborn again. Didn't we agree to face this together?" A prolonged roar echoed like a true dragon's cry to the heavens as a man stepped upon lightning, arriving instantly beside Tang Hao. "Let your elder brother lend you a hand."

This figure wreathed in lightning, treading upon thunderbolts, was naturally none other than the current sect master of the Clear Sky Sect—Tang Hao's elder brother, Tang Xiao!

Tang Xiao gripped the Clear Sky Hammer, though his differed from Tang Hao's. Wrapped in lightning like Thor's hammer, it exuded an ancient, majestic aura. Clad in flowing robes, he stood in stark contrast to Tang Hao—unrestrained yet brimming with archaic dignity.

Observing Tang Xiao standing beside Tang Hao, the Slaughter King sneered coldly. "Mortals. No matter how many gather, you remain mere mortals—unfit to speak before a god."

"That remains to be seen," Tang Xiao chuckled.

"Pentagram Formation!" With thunderous resonance, five figures materialized simultaneously as Tang Xiao spoke. Leading them was the long-browed Second Elder who had inducted Tang San into the family registry. Behind him, the four other elders unleashed their Soul Rings in perfect configuration—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black.

The five elders simultaneously released their Spirit Avatars. Thick black light formed a dark pentagram within Tang Hao's God of Slaughter Domain, their auras merging into seamless unity instantly.

Though their individual strength paled before Tang Hao and Tang Xiao's, precisely because of their relative weakness, they understood the importance of unity. All Titled Douluo with identical Martial Souls, decades of joint cultivation had forged a unique Soul Skill. While not as integrated as a Martial Soul Fusion Technique, this coordinated attack could challenge even the mightiest Soul Masters of their era.

"Hammer Shakes the World!" The Second Elder roared. Five Clear Sky Hammers rose skyward as one, their black energies coalescing into a single devastating pillar piercing the heavens.

Whoosh! A colossal black hammer shattered the clouds, descending like a meteor upon the Slaughter King.

"Watch closely, Brother Hao... The Clear Sky Sect's dominance was never about solitary combat!" Tang Xiao clapped his brother's shoulder before activating his own Spirit Avatar. Thunder enveloped his body as an electric dragon coiled around him.

Roar! Tang Xiao's draconic bellow shook the skies as his Clear Sky Hammer lunged like a living dragon, flanking the Slaughter King from one side.

Hearing his brother's words, Tang Hao grinned and nodded. "When making our stand, we should indeed showcase our sect's heritage properly."

"Hahaha, count me in!" Tang Hao laughed heartily, wiping blood from his lips as he charged from the opposite side, completing the three-pronged assault.

The Slaughter King's Asura Sword blazed crimson, its tip leveled at all challengers. "Insolent mortals dare defy divine might?!"

Sword energy transformed into a blood-red dragon spanning ten thousand feet, freezing and shattering space in its wake.

The weakest Seventh Elder proved the boldest, sneering, "What worthless god? My Clear Sky Hammer exists to crush deities!"

Facing the coordinated Soul Skill of five Clear Sky Sect elders, the Slaughter King showed no contempt.

With a resonant sword hum, the Asura Sword's eerie glow intensified abruptly. In that fleeting moment, the Slaughter King swung his blade—simultaneously slapping and slashing—directly meeting the combined might of the Clear Sky Hammers.

With a deafening boom, a single slash of the Asura Sword was actually blocked by the combined Soul Skills of the five Titled Douluo. However, the Clear Sky Hammer was still knocked off course, and the five elders were forced back several steps.

In the very next second after the Slaughter King sent Hammer Shakes the World flying, Tang Hao and Tang Xiao seemed to teleport, appearing on either side of the Slaughter King. Twin Clear Sky Hammers struck from left and right.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The earth-shaking explosions were relentless—not only was the world trembling, even the Ghost Tower itself was shaking.

Meanwhile, Tang San, who had been hiding inside the Ghost Tower all this time, naturally took the opportunity to leave. After all, his Martial Soul had awakened, the Rakshasa God's God Trial had concluded, and his Soul Power had increased. This journey had already been a perfect success for him.

"Mother, I swear I'll return to save you from this place, to break the Asura God's seal on you, and to free the Rakshasa clan," Tang San vowed.

Hongyan hugged him tightly and whispered, "Yes, I believe in my son."