Tang Tianming's charge slowed noticeably.
He looked at Su Ming, a flicker of dread deep in his eyes.
He was angry; he wanted revenge on Su Ming. Yet the moment he truly faced Su Ming, he suddenly felt afraid.
However, this fear lasted only an instant.
He noticed Su Ming wasn't mobilizing the power of the great array.
"Hmph, without this array, he's just an ordinary Limit Douluo-level combatant."
At most, he could unleash Demigod-level strength by burning himself up, nearly self-destructing.
Without the array, he could still handle Su Ming.
Reciting this in his mind over and over, Tang Tianming tightened his grip on the Clear Sky Hammer with his right hand and, in one smooth motion, also gripped it with his left.
Outside his body, eight black and one red Spirit Ring appeared. In an instant, he detonated the first four Spirit Rings.
Boom!
His Spirit Power aura surged in all directions. With a great shout, the Clear Sky Hammer became enormous, faintly taking on a dark golden hue.
Su Ming didn't pay too much attention to this guy, even having time to glance at the other battlefield. He calculated quickly, confirmed the five Limit Douluos could reach there in time, and that the other Clear Sky Clan Limit Douluo couldn't cause damage to the command headquarters. Then he swept his gaze across the entire scene.
This sweeping glance made Tang Wulin, hiding in the shadows and staring intently at this area, feel as if his heart had been gripped.
He held his breath, his entire body pressed flat in the snow, his spiritual power, Spirit Power, and Qi and Blood fluctuations all completely suppressed.
His expression tense, he realized Su Ming's gaze was just randomly scanning and hadn't noticed him. Tang Wulin also let out a sigh of relief.
He looked towards the command headquarters, saw the Sect Leader fighting one against five, instantly falling into a disadvantage, and felt anxious.
He looked back at the Blood God Camp, somewhat puzzled.
Was Su Ming going to fight against Elder Tianming alone?
Although Elder Tianming was only middling among Demigods, not like the Sect Leader who was just a step away from the Demigod level, he wasn't someone to be easily handled either.
At the very least, a desperately detonating-ring Elder Tianming would make even a Demigod cautious.
But what was Su Ming doing?
He was still observing the situation, even had time to glance around.
Tang Wulin was puzzled, but in the next instant, his entire body stiffened. His pupils contracted. His breathing, which had just recovered after holding his breath and was slightly rapid, stopped again.
What did he see?
Heavens!
Su Ming stepped out above the Blood God Camp as if taking a stroll, walking through the air. Facing Elder Tianming's full-power strike after detonating four ten-thousand-year Spirit Rings, he simply extended a single hand.
It wasn't the Supreme Shockwave Fist Tang Wulin was familiar with.
Just a light, floating wave of his palm above him.
As Su Ming's palm rippled, space seemed to dislocate. Tang Tianming's hammer fell, and the man himself flew backward as if struck by lightning, spitting blood from his mouth.
He glared wide-eyed, staring fixedly at Su Ming.
That hammer just now...
Su Ming continued to stride, chasing after Tang Tianming in the direction he was flying backwards.
On the other side, the five Limit Douluos were also watching this area. Seeing Su Ming block Tang Tianming's attack so easily, they were also startled, not expecting Su Ming to possess such strength.
According to everyone's understanding, Su Ming should be about the same as during his famous battle's most, burning all his power to barely contend with a Demigod, or by self-destructing, managing to kill an unprepared Demigod.
And he might still need to rely on some power they weren't aware of.
But what had they just seen?
Unreasonable!
This was completely unreasonable!
Su Ming just now simply didn't have the space to borrow power, nor even the space to erupt with power.
Taking a deep breath, the five Limit Douluos suppressed the shock in their hearts, looked at each other, and all unleashed their full killing intent against the Clear Sky Clan Sect Leader.
The Clear Sky Clan Sect Leader was also shocked by Su Ming's feat. Feeling a deadly threat, he didn't hesitate at all, detonating seven Spirit Rings' first six and the eighth.
His Spirit Ring configuration was seven black and two red.
"Back then, I spared your life, and you dare to return."
Su Ming stepped forward, his voice was very calm, but anyone could feel a sense of oppression in their hearts, especially Tang Tianming, who faced him directly.
"Do you know how great the crime of attacking the Blood God Legion is?"
"This is Douluo Planet's most front line, the battlefield where the entire plane resists foreign invaders. Your Clear Sky Clan publicly attacks the Blood God Legion's rear. You deserve annihilation of your clan and lineage!"
Su Ming's voice started out calm, but as each word was spoken, it grew increasingly loud and resonant. By the last six words, it was like thunderclaps exploding.
His words were answered by a sky full of raging thunder.
Boom! Rumble!
With a single pronouncement, it was as if he had truly pronounced sentence on the Clear Sky Clan. The entire heaven and earth roared in fury, ready to punish the traitors of the plane.
Tang Tianming's heart pounded wildly. Unconsciously, he put himself into the perspective of the one being judged.
Jolted awake by the thunder, he roared.
"You're talking nonsense!"
"This Douluo Plane belongs to our Clear Sky Clan!"
Because after Tang Wulin joined the Clear Sky Clan, he revealed astonishing secrets, Tang Tianming knew about Tang Hao possessing the Lord of the Plane. Therefore, he fundamentally rejected Su Ming's judgment of him.
That pride deep in his bloodline did not allow him to be judged by a mere Su Ming.
If they didn't know the Lord of the Plane was Tang Hao, Tang Wulin's grandfather, their Clear Sky Clan truly wouldn't have stood so firmly on Tang Wulin's side, daring to oppose the entire Federation.
However, after roaring, Tang Tianming felt locked onto by a grand will.
His pupils violently contracted. Looking at Su Ming, who was still striding towards him, panic in his heart gushed out uncontrollably.
No, it was impossible.
He strongly denied it inwardly.
How could Su Ming possibly be the Lord of the Plane.
The Lord of the Plane should be their own ancestor.
Tang Tianming subconsciously retreated, both hands tightly gripping the Clear Sky Hammer.
"Disaster, Elder Tianming is actually the first to show such a huge setback."
Tang Wulin looked at the situation on both sides, sweat beading on his forehead.
He still wanted to observe, to see if there were other Limit Douluos stationed in the camp.
However, time waits for no one.
He had to make a decision.
These two Limit Douluos were the only ones who could help him now.
If they were lost here before he successfully took back control of the Vast Sea Cosmic Crest and the Tree of Life, then he would truly have no chance left.
Gritting his teeth, Tang Wulin made his decision.
He burst forth abruptly, Qi and Blood power driven to the limit.
Three-Word Battle Armor materialized on his body.
Boom!
Like a savage giant dragon, he shot out, transforming into a golden streak of light, flying towards the sky.
On his back, a pair of golden enormous wings appeared—a pair of dragon wings.
On his body, flowing light on the golden Battle Armor traced across near his chest, extending to his back. With a swish, a light spread onto these dragon wings, fitting seamlessly with them.
His wings flapped, and Tang Wulin's speed increased another step.
By the time the five Limit Douluos noticed Tang Wulin, he had already shot out several hundred meters, covering a tenth of the distance.
Another blink, and he had shot out another stretch of distance.
"Not good!"
Although they didn't know what damage Tang Wulin could do to the Vast Sea Cosmic Crest in the air, a Limit Douluo subconsciously tried to block him.
Seeing this, the Clear Sky Clan Sect Leader seized the opportunity and detonated his seventh and ninth Spirit Rings.
He was truly fighting for his life.
With all nine Spirit Rings detonated, the meridians within his body were nearly bursting, and he himself was like a bomb about to explode.
He placed all his hopes on the Tree of Life.
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