Chapter 110 Qian Daobai VS Tang Chen! Haotian Ancestor, Limit Douluo!
Tang Chen had absolute confidence in the power he had cultivated over the past century.
He didn't believe that this young man could withstand all his next attacks.
"Buzz!"
His soul power surged into the Clear Sky Hammer without reservation.
The originally simple and unadorned Haotian Hammer instantly lit up with a dark red light, and its size increased several times over, transforming it into a true giant hammer.
The intricate patterns on the hammer's body lit up, exuding a destructive aura.
"Break!"
Tang Chen swung his hammer again, smashing it down on the thousand cypress trees with earth-shattering force.
This time, Qian Daobai did not choose to block.
He simply raised the Demon-Slaying Sword in his hand calmly.
The tip of the sword was aimed at the huge shadow overhead.
Then, he thrust out a sword.
This sword strike had no earth-shattering momentum, only an extreme golden ray of light.
"laugh--"
The golden light pierced precisely into the center of the Haotian Hammer.
The seemingly indestructible Clear Sky Hammer martial spirit was easily pierced through by this sword, just like tofu.
"Snap!"
A crisp sound.
Centered on the point where the sword tip pierced the hammer, spiderweb-like cracks quickly spread across the massive hammerhead.
The immense soul power that Tang Chen poured into it seemed to have found an outlet, and it dissipated wildly through that hole.
The light of the Clear Sky Hammer martial spirit dimmed instantly.
"puff!"
With his martial spirit damaged, Tang Chen was struck as if by lightning, spitting out a mouthful of blood and flying backward.
"This...how is this possible!"
He stared at the horrifying hole in his hammer, his face filled with shock.
Seeing this scene from afar, Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes sparkled with admiration.
Master, you are still so powerful.
No matter how powerful the enemy, he always remained calm and collected, capable of destroying everything with a mere gesture.
This unparalleled charm captivated her.
"Ahhh!"
Tang Chen's roar interrupted Qian Renxue's thoughts.
His martial spirit was injured, which completely ignited his anger and ferocity.
"Young man! You have completely enraged me!"
"Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!"
Nine spirit rings suddenly rose from beneath his feet.
Especially the last one, a blood-red 100,000-year soul ring, exuded a chilling aura.
He poured all the power of his spirit rings into the already damaged Clear Sky Hammer.
"Great Sumeru Hammer! Ring Explosion!"
Tang Chen used the ultimate technique of the Haotian Sect.
The several spirit rings behind him shone brightly, then exploded with a bang, transforming into the purest energy that surged into his final strike.
"Die!"
He unleashed the strongest hammer blow of his life!
As Qian Daobai looked at the destructive energy hurtling towards him, his expression finally changed slightly.
He raised his left hand, put his index and middle fingers together, and gently stroked the blade of the Demon-Slaying Sword.
"Explosive Spirit Sword Technique".
Four words, a simple and understated description.
The blade of the Demon-Slaying Sword instantly erupted with a light more dazzling than the sun.
A terrifying sword intent, indescribable and surpassing all power in the world, soared into the sky.
Qian Daobai brandished his sword.
The golden light transformed into a torrent of sword energy that stretched across the sky.
The moment Tang Chen's hammer, imbued with the power of his entire life, came into contact with this torrent of sword energy.
There was no loud noise, no explosion.
The attack, powerful enough to destroy a city, was silently swallowed up by the powerful light and vanished without a trace.
It was as if it had never existed.
The ferocity on Tang Chen's face turned into a blank stare.
The golden sword energy, after absorbing his attack, remained undiminished in its power and continued forward.
"Pfft!"
Blood suddenly appeared.
Tang Chen's right arm, which was tightly gripping the Haotian Hammer, was cleanly severed at the shoulder, and he fell to the ground amidst a shower of blood.
A sharp pain instantly swept through his entire body.
"ah--!"
Tang Chen let out an extremely shrill scream.
He clutched his severed arm, staggering, his eyes filled with fear and despair.
We lost.
The defeat was so complete and so decisive.
"Who...who are you?"
He raised his head and asked in a trembling voice.
"How could there be... such powerful swordsmanship?"
Qian Daobai appeared before him, the tip of his Demon-Slaying Sword pointing diagonally at the ground.
He looked at the pained Tang Chen and answered his question indifferently.
"The one who wiped out your entire family."
The moment he finished speaking, Qian Daobai swung his sword again.
A golden sword light pierced the sky.
Tang Chen's screams abruptly stopped.
His pupils still reflected the exquisite golden sword light, filled with endless horror and bewilderment, as his body was split in two.
This peerless Douluo from a hundred years ago had just awakened and had not yet had a chance to avenge his sect when he perished here, filled with resentment and unwillingness.
The body fell helplessly to the ground below.
Qian Renxue watched all of this quietly.
From the moment Tang Chen appeared until he was killed by his master, the entire process took only a few minutes.
The legendary Haotian Douluo, who was on par with my grandfather, was so utterly helpless in front of my master.
She recalled what had happened in the Killing City not long ago.
The master simply stretched out his hand, and the entire city of sin was transformed into a living hell.
With a mere gesture, they could slaughter entire cities and destroy entire nations.
Master's strength is indeed an unfathomable abyss.
Just when she thought she had seen her master's limit, he would always show her an even more awe-inspiring power.
She walked to Qian Daobai's side, looking at his spotless clothes, her eyes overflowing with admiration.
"Master, where are we going now?"
Qian Daobai sheathed his Demon-Slaying Sword, his gaze sweeping over the ravaged ground after the battle, his expression calm.
"Return to Tian Dou City."
"Yes, Master."
Qianrenxue responded.
The two transformed into streaks of light and flew towards the direction of Tiandou City.
The continuous high-intensity travel and the time spent in the filthy city of slaughter caused even Qian Renxue's constitution to feel a little uncomfortable.
Her stunningly beautiful face was slightly pale.
Qian Daobai, who was leading the way, seemed to notice her unusual behavior, slowed down, and stopped.
He turned around and looked at his disciple.
"What's wrong? You look terrible."
Qian Renxue felt a warmth in her heart and quickly shook her head.
"It's alright, Master, Xue'er is just... a little tired."
Qian Daobai reached out and gently placed his hand on her wrist, a gentle surge of soul power probing into her body.
A moment later, he let go.
"The evil aura of the Killing City has some effect on your body."
He looked at Qian Renxue, his tone softening somewhat.
"There's no rush. Let's stay here for a few days and rest."
Upon hearing her master's words, Qian Renxue felt an indescribable joy welling up inside her.
"Thank you, Master."
She kept her head down, her voice barely audible.
(End of chapter)