Chapter 23: Just a single Heavenly Hammer! This is impossible! I am a six‑winged angel!

"Ah! Open up!" Tang Hao roared, and three wildly spinning thunder shields slammed the ghost shadows and golden filaments away, the brilliant thunder light blinding the two Chrysanthemum Ghosts.

Tang Hao gasped heavily, sweat beads continuously fell from his forehead, he dared not linger, grabbed A Yin's wrist behind him and ran, "Quick, while they're affected by the bright light, let's go!"

In the dim valley, Tang Hao clutched A Yin tightly, his steps hurried, his clothes rustled in the wind, and his feet crunched on the leaf‑covered ground.

A Yin's face was pale, her beautiful blue hair fluttered in the wind, her eyes full of worry yet without a hint of fear, and she clutched the child tightly as she followed Tang Hao.

The surrounding wind howled, as if playing a tragic overture for their escape. (Tang Hao is a Sound Douluo, break the cocoon, go!)

Tang Hao scanned the surroundings warily while leading A Yin through the forest, like a feral lion, desperately protecting his beloved.

The aura of his soul power was brutal and cold, a manifestation of the Killing God Domain, and his amber eyes burned with fury, as if ready for a death fight at any moment.

From behind, faint clamor drifted—the relentless pursuit of the Spirit Hall. Tang Hao's brows knit, sweat beaded across his forehead. Damn, the earlier battle against two titled Douluo had drained his soul power too much.

"A Yin, don't worry, I'll definitely get you and the child out," Tang Hao said, his heart feeling like a knife as he stared at A Yin's pallid face—damn the Spirit Hall! A Yin gently looked at Tang Hao: "Thank you, Hao."

As the two were locked in a tender, affectionate moment.

Suddenly, golden wings slowly descended from the sky.

Tang Hao stared at the golden feathers and coldly said, "Finally, you're here!" He turned, ushered A Yin into a cave behind him, and sealed the entrance with rocks.

A blinding flash streaked across the sky, and immediately, Qian Xunji's imposing figure slowly manifested in the palm of the six‑winged angel.

He radiated powerful soul‑power fluctuations, the massive divine six‑winged angel martial soul flickered behind him, and golden light made him appear as if a deity had descended.

Qian Xunji's gaze burned like a torch, coldly fixed on the direction of Tang Hao and A Yin; with each step the six‑winged angel took, golden ripples shimmered beneath his feet.

He exuded a heavy oppressive aura, his expression indifferent, bearing arrogant and ruthless pride like a hunting beast, slowly closing in on his target.

His advancing steps placed immense psychological pressure on Tang Hao and A Yin, as if they were trapped in a deep abyss with no escape.

The Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo arrived at that moment, both kneeling on one knee before Qian Xunji, "Under the Pope's crown."

Qian Xunji hovered in the air like a deity, the six‑winged angel martial soul radiated blinding light, the silk‑like golden gauze wings fluttered gently, exuding endless pressure. (In my setting, each six‑winged angel looks different, and the attached wings differ; Qian Renxue's are the most beautiful.) Qian Xunji's expression remained cold, his voice resonant under soul‑power infusion, calmly saying, "Bright Battle Soul Hammer, Majestic Clear Sky Sect."

"The heir of the world's top sect dares to defy the heavens; this is destined to be a disaster."

Tang Hao clenched the Heavenly Hammer in his hand, sneering, "Defying the heavens? Is it me, Tang Hao, who rebels against destiny? Or you, Qian Xunji, who claims to be heaven!"

"Audacious!" Two yellow, two purple, five black, nine soul rings appeared on his body.

"Three titled Douluo, huh! the Spirit Hall!" Tang Hao couldn't help but clench his fists.

"Eight mere soul rings, why bring about your own ruin? Tang Hao, the Spirit Hall has no intention of opposing the Clear Sky Sect; hand over the Blue‑Silver Emperor, and I'll give you a way out."

"If you want to hurt her, step over my body first!" Tang Hao summoned the Heavenly Hammer outright.

"Hmph, stubbornly unyielding!" Since you have no sense, then go die.

Qian Xunji spread his arms, and a circle of Angel Swords surrounded the six‑winged angel; the many Angel Swords merged into one, and Qian Xunji raised the light sword, the six‑winged angel behind him moving in sync.

"Angel Light Blade!" The blade emitted a heart‑pounding aura, as if it could cleave anything. Qian Xunji swung his arm, and the Angel Light Blade roared out with unrivaled momentum; wherever it passed, the air was torn apart, emitting a sharp, slicing sound.

The blade streaked like a golden lightning bolt, slashing straight toward Tang Hao; its immense power seemed ready to split everything in two. Tang Hao hurriedly shifted his position, unable to let the light sword affect A Yin in the cave behind.

Tang Hao instantly rolled sideways, the Angel Light Blade pursued relentlessly, carving devastating trails through the mountains.

Tang Hao retreated at breakneck speed, relying on keen intuition and superb reflexes to precisely anticipate the blade's path. He leapt high at times, crouched low at others; the blade never managed to strike him, whizzing past him repeatedly, only leaving a scattering of stone pierced by the light blade.

Suddenly, Tang Hao's eyes widened, a domineering aura surged from him. He gripped the massive Heavenly Hammer tightly with both hands, and his body began to spin rapidly.

Each swing of the hammer carried incomparable force and momentum, stirring the air into a vortex. Tang Hao's figure flickered in the spin, the raging hammer shadows dense as a storm, each strike seeming capable of splitting heaven and earth.

The ground around him cracked under the hammer's impact, debris scattering, the entire space seemed conquered by this domineering Chaotic Cloak hammer technique.

Tang Hao leapt up violently toward Qian Xunji, his black seventh soul ring flashing, Heavenly true form! The already massive Heavenly Hammer suddenly swelled, becoming the size of a small mountain, "Zhen" technique, give me a shock! "Heavenly Hammer, Chaotic Cloak, ah!"

Qian Xunji stood tall in the air, a slight smile curling his lips; he had already activated the true form of his six‑winged angel martial soul, his soul power raging wildly. Beneath him, the black fifth soul ring glimmered—Holy Sword! Then, a flash of light appeared, the six‑winged angel martial soul shone brilliantly, and an exquisitely splendid Holy Sword slowly materialized before him.

The Holy Sword was entirely golden, its blade etched with mysterious runes, exuding a sacred, untouchable aura.

Qian Xunji let out a mighty shout, thrusting both hands forward; the Holy Sword surged out like a wild horse, colliding with the Chaotic Cloak hammer technique! "Bang!" The two grappled with each other.

"Ha!"

"Aaaah!"

In this fierce clash, the once imposing Qian Xunji's face suddenly showed shock; he felt a massive force surge, sending his whole body careening backward through the sky.

What a joke—his own six‑winged angel martial soul was retreating step by step under the impact; Qian Xunji's complexion turned terribly grim, his eyes filled with shock and resentment.

He never imagined Tang Hao could be so powerful, causing him to lose in a head‑on duel.

(I lost? The six‑winged angel actually lost?)

(I am a descendant of the Qian family! I am the God's envoy! I am a six‑winged angel! A mere Heavenly Hammer! No! This is impossible!) Since becoming a soul saint, Tang Hao has roamed the continent, boasting of never being defeated, but Qian Xunji has never taken him seriously. Never defeated? Except by the Offering Hall! He, Qian Xunji, is no different! In his eyes, Tang Hao simply hasn't met a true master.

But now, he truly lost—damn! Tang Hao! Yet Qian Xunji forced himself to stay composed; as a Pope, he cannot lose decorum before his subordinate titled Douluo!

Tang Hao raised the Heavenly Hammer and slammed it hard at Qian Xunji's falling body.

"Qian Xunji, die for me!"

"I didn't expect the Chaotic Cloak hammer technique to be so powerful; truly a once‑in‑a‑century genius of the Clear Sky Sect." Qian Xunji's voice remained calm, showing no sign of injury.

The two Chrysanthemum Douluo, seeing this, breathed a sigh of relief, exchanged smiles, and simultaneously unleashed massive soul power. The Chrysanthemum Douluo glowed, a phantom of the strange sky‑reaching chrysanthemum appeared behind him, petals fluttering—brilliant yet perilous; the Ghost Douluo was shrouded in a gloomy aura, ghostly shadows thick around him.

The two Chrysanthemum Douluo waved their hands, their soul power intertwining; four yellow, four purple, ten black—eighteen soul rings—instantaneously linked them together. In an instant, an invisible restraining cage formed around Tang Hao, countless transparent chains crisscrossing, attempting to bind him tightly and restrict his movements.

Tang Hao roared, struggling with all his might, but the power of the martial soul fusion technique was so overwhelming that he could not break free at once.

"Ha! Damn, I can't move—martial soul fusion technique!" Tang Hao sensed trouble but was helpless.

"No one can stop what the Spirit Hall desires! Eighth soul skill, Angel Holy Sword!" Qian Xunji stared at Tang Hao, then let out a roar, the eighth soul ring blazing brightly.

Amid the dazzling light, an Angel Holy Sword forged from soul power burst from the soul ring, its blade flashing with piercing brilliance. Qian Xunji swung his arm, the sword thrusting fiercely at Tang Hao, tearing the air with a sharp whoosh. Powerful energy waves radiated from the sword, its force astonishing.

"Ugh—ah!" Pierced by Qian Xunji's eighth soul skill, Tang Hao let out a wail, spitting out a mouthful of blood; his massive Heavenly Hammer vanished, and he was slammed heavily to the ground.

"It's over, Tang Hao, your rage will be the ladder for my ascent!" The radiant Angel Holy Sword coalesced again before him, thrusting fiercely at Tang Hao.

"Despicable!" Tang Hao tried to summon the Heavenly Hammer to block, but his injuries were too severe to move; he could only watch helplessly as the Angel Holy Sword pierced toward him.

I today received the news of signing the contract, really thanks brothers' support haha, today really didn't expect 5000 words before finishing it for them, sorry, brothers, once battle starts, the author just can't stop, my mind full of how to fight cooler, more realistic and reasonable, now finally finished, the author isn't bragging about Tang Hao, but his original here really is fierce, Qian Xunji's brain isn't that good, too arrogant, initially looked down on Tang Hao, various head-on clashes, even the six-winged angel could lose, Tang Hao's ring hasn't exploded yet, if not for the martial soul fusion skill, would really be beaten down, although Qian Xunji lost, but I still gave him prestige, impossible to say he's like a clown directly breaking down in front of his subordinates, next chapter is Qian Renxue and the seven high priests' appearance, starting the sacrifice, I will make this scene bigger! Brothers can guess what other cheats besides the hundred-thousand-year soul ring! Won't let everyone down, then will look for Xiao Wu's mother, incidentally introducing the concept of ferocious beasts, to prevent everyone from feeling bored, when obtaining the second soul ring will start following Bibi Dong's interaction route, Bibi Dong should also go get her ninth soul ring, it's been a long time since I've seen Bibi Dong, must really CPU Bibi Dong! Finally, I love you all (≧≦)/(end of chapter)