Chapter 116 Tang the Great Hammer's Exclusive BGM
The scene shifts to the Moon Pavilion in Heaven Dou City.
After Tang Yuehua's unremitting efforts, she finally discovered the traces of her beloved second brother.
Immediately, she sent someone with her token to establish contact with him.
Previously, when Tang Hao discovered his Son possessed such talent, he was extremely satisfied. However, his hands were very itchy, wanting to smash some Spirit Hall buildings to 'take revenge' and vent the hatred in his heart.
Therefore, he chose to head to the coastal cities of the Star Luo Empire to begin his vengeance.
As a standard Sect slave of the Clear Sky Sect and a competitive Tang Family member, the logic in his mind quickly and perfectly completed a closed loop.
He was not in the wrong for what happened back then, nor was the Clear Sky Sect; everything was the fault of the Spirit Hall.
Thus, when Tang Hao took his revenge, even though he killed many innocent people, he still didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt in his heart.
At this moment, Tang Hao floated in the Void Realm, while below him, a Spirit Sub-Hall was conducting a Martial Soul Awakening.
Through those tall floor-to-ceiling windows, the warm scene inside the hall could be clearly seen.
Warm sunlight fell upon the children waiting in line for their Awakening, their tender faces overflowing with infinite longing for the future and innocent smiles.
However, this beautiful scene was an eyesore to Tang Hao in mid-air, making him feel nauseous.
"On what basis?"
Tang Hao clenched his fists, his eyes bloodshot. "These mud-legged commoners who rely on the Spirit Hall simply have a way to seek death!"
...
Inside the hall, a deacon wearing a Spirit Hall uniform was gently patting a chubby little boy's head.
"Children, look closely. This is Uncle's Martial Soul—Lone Wolf."
Accompanied by a surge of Soul Power, two Soul Rings, one white and one yellow, rose from beneath the deacon's feet. A gray wolf shadow appeared behind him. Although not powerful, it was shocking enough for these children from a remote coastal city.
"Wow! What a majestic big wolf-dog!"
"Uncle, can I also awaken such a cool Martial Soul?"
The children gathered around the deacon, chirping away with stars in their eyes.
The deacon did not get Life Qi because of the children's innocent words; instead, he smiled patiently, "This is not a big wolf-dog, it is a wolf. As long as you line up obediently, everyone will have a chance to awaken their own Martial Soul. Even if you don't become a powerful Soul Master, a Martial Soul can make you stronger, so you'll have more energy to help your parents with work in the future."
"Alright, everyone line up. We'll go one by one. Uncle promises everyone will get a turn."
At this moment, the hall was filled with an aura called "Hope."
However, in the next instant...
The originally bright sky turned dark without any warning.
A suffocating, terrifying pressure descended like ten thousand great mountains!
Tang Hao moved.
At this very moment, in his mind, it was as if a tragic yet stirring battle song was playing. He felt like a hero who, for his lover and his Sect, stood alone against the entire evil World.
"If you open your eyes in a nightmare, facing the cruel World..."
Accompanied by this self-indulgent melody, Tang Hao stepped through the air. With every step he took, the Void Realm seemed as if it would shatter.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!
The brilliant and terrifying light of the nine Soul Rings instantly stripped away all color from the World.
The deacon inside the hall suddenly looked up at the sky outside, which had turned as dark as ink. A tremor from the depths of his Soul made his face turn pale instantly.
"That is..."
Through the window, he saw that figure like a demon god, as well as that black giant hammer that was rapidly expanding and blotting out the entire sun.
"The wind stirred whose heartstrings, lingering but too late to say goodbye..."
Tang Hao gripped the air, and the massive Clear Sky Hammer grew explosively. The killing intent flowing upon it completely locked onto the Spirit Sub-Hall below. In his indifferent eyes, the panicked crowd below were no longer living lives, but a nest of loathsome ants, chips for him to reclaim interest from the Spirit Hall.
"What... what is he going to do?!"
Inside the hall, a parent finally reacted and let out a shrill scream.
The deacon, who only had the cultivation of a Great Soul Master, looked at the despair-inducing figure in the sky. Although his body was trembling violently, he made an instinctive move.
"Run!! Children, run!!"
He scooped up the two children closest to the door and rushed toward the exit like a madman.
"If the ending is only tragic, fearlessly breaking through the cocoon in the headwind..."
Listening to the melody in his head, the killing intent in Tang Hao's eyes became deeper and more "righteous."
"Dogs of the Spirit Hall, all of you go to hell!!"
Rumble—
The Clear Sky Hammer, capable of crushing mountains, fell mercilessly, carrying Tang Hao's so-called "hatred" and "venting."
At this moment, whether it was the guilty deacon, the innocent civilians, or those children who were just longing for the future, in the face of absolute power, all living beings were equally reduced to ants.
Some were so scared they collapsed, some were crying for their mothers, and some were praying in despair.
But in the eyes of that high-and-mighty "Clear Sky Douluo," none of this mattered.
Clearly he was slaughtering the weak, but in Tang Hao's heart, he felt he was engaged in a great struggle.
BOOM—!!!
The massive Clear Sky Hammer finally fell completely.
That sturdy Spirit Sub-Hall, the moment it touched the hammerhead, was as fragile as a piece of paper, instantly shattering, collapsing, and turning into dust.
When the dust settled...
Tang Hao withdrew the Clear Sky Hammer and hovered in mid-air, looking down at the massive crater and the severed limbs scattered everywhere. Listening to the final line of the song echoing in his mind, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly, revealing a satisfied, even intoxicated smile.
"Ah Yin, did you see that?"
"I've avenged you once again!"
Tang Hao thought with satisfaction.
But just then, he sensed a Soul Power fluctuation about the level of a Soul King in the distance?
"Damn it, there's still a fish that escaped the net?"
The Clear Sky Hammer in Tang Hao's hand grew explosively, attempting to eliminate this remnant of the Spirit Hall in one fell swoop.
"His Excellency Vast Heaven Douluo, please wait! I am not from the Spirit Hall; Lady Yue sent me to find you!"
At the brink of life and death, the Disciple almost screamed these words and respectfully handed over the envelope in his hand, which was stamped with a moon pattern.
Seeing this, Tang Hao confirmed it was his younger sister's possession and asked for no apparent reason, "Do you have the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul?"
"No..."
As the word fell, Tang Hao smashed him to death with a single hammer strike. Some things were for the Tang Clan members to know; the lives of these servants were worth nothing in his eyes.
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