Chapter 212: Opening the Dragon Spine, Pulling the Top

212. Chapter 212 Opening the Dragon Spine, Pulling the Top

"Watch the hammer!"

Tang Hao roared, his left foot stepping forward like a heavy hammer and stamping the ground fiercely; with a booming crash, within a hundred‑meter radius centered on his left foot, countless cracks instantly spread like a spider web in all directions.

Tang Hao extended the right arm that held the Clear Sky Hammer behind his back; at this moment his whole body's muscles, in the state of the Great Sumeru Hammer, had already recovered and became even harder and more resilient.

In an instant all his muscles tightened completely, and a fierce black‑red aura surged like raging waves, tightly enveloping his body and the hammer in his hand, merging them into one.

He slowly lifted the heel of his left foot, supporting only on the toe; the pant leg on his left calf instantly cracked, revealing muscles tougher than the hardest granite.

In the next instant the Clear Sky Hammer silently swung out.

No sound was emitted, as if all sounds were ruthlessly sucked away by this hammer.

The massive Clear Sky Hammer rose into the air; although no sound highlighted its might, Yu Tianyun knew this hammer was not to be underestimated, for he understood that Tang Hao had now fused all his essence, spirit and vitality into this hammer—what seemed a simple strike actually concealed the universe within, hiding endless power.

"Hahaha, well timed!"

Yu Tianyun laughed loudly, and at the same time a movement stirred in his heart; though his Soul Ring had not yet manifested, a three‑meter‑long blue‑gold spear crackling with countless electric currents silently appeared in his right hand—this was his sixth soul skill, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Spear!

But at that moment his laughter suddenly halted; Yu Tianyun abruptly realized that compared with Tang Hao's massive, giant‑like iron hammer, the spear in his hand seemed as insignificant as a tiny toothpick.

"The concentrated is the essence; his is merely superficial," Yu Tianyun thought silently.

Immediately he planted his left foot forward heavily; the ground instantly sank, and a powerful shockwave surged outward like a wild horse breaking its reins.

Then he bent his legs like a bow, leaning his body backward; the Blue Lightning Tyrant Spear in his hand had, at some point, rotated to his back, its razor‑sharp tip deeply embedded in the ground behind him, the spear and his body forming a curved crescent.

At this moment Yu Tianyun's blood and qi surged like rushing mercury, all gathering at the great dragon of his spine; under his helmet his eyes instantly filled with blood vessels, his cheeks turned a blazing crimson, and the veins in his hands rose like coiling dragons.

Boom—

On the flat ground a fierce wind suddenly rose, yellow dust billowed everywhere, rolling outward in all directions.

In the next instant the spear tip that had pierced the ground erupted countless fragments of stone and soil, like shells of cannonballs whistling out; then his body, like lightning, burst through the air, instantly creating a vacuum zone, and within the blink of an eye the flying debris rushed close; he lifted the three‑meter spear and thrust forward with both hands.

……

The spear tip pierced the air, roaring like a dragon python, rushing fiercely toward the Clear Sky Hammer in the sky, yet it emitted no sonic‑boom‑like screech; it was likewise silent, terrifyingly quiet—like the suffocating calm before a storm.

If Tang Hao had also cultivated the Purple Extreme Demon Eye and reached the Vast Realm, he would notice that at the tip of Yu Tianyun's spear bent, electric‑like spatial fissures appeared; these fissures continuously generated and healed as the spear thrust forward, emitting a heart‑pounding aura.

This spear technique, like a thunderbolt, gathered all of Yu Tianyun's strength, a perfect fusion of essence, spirit and vitality, perhaps even more exquisitely refined.

……

"Hmm?"

Yu Yuanzhen, who was chatting leisurely with the Snow Night Emperor, suddenly furrowed his brows, his eyes flashing like lightning toward the sky beyond Tian Dou City.

At the same time, Chen Xin, who was closing his eyes to cultivate, suddenly opened them, a hint of doubt in his gaze, then looked in the same direction.

They clearly felt that wave of energy; their expressions instantly grew solemn.

Because even at such a distance they could deeply sense the overwhelming power of that energy wave, far beyond what an ordinary Title Douluo could produce; even a 95‑level Title Douluo like Dugubo could not.

After further careful sensing, they perceived that it seemed two super‑strong cultivators were engaged in an intense battle.

Yu Yuanzhen, full of doubt, thought: "These two are stronger than that old poison; when did such strong ones appear on the continent? Could it be Tang Hao? Who is the other? Could it be from the Spirit Hall?"

Yu Yuanzhen guessed half correctly; after all, the number of Title Douluo strongmen on the continent is limited, almost transparent. Apart from him and the sword‑bone Douluo of the Qi Bao Liu Li Sect, only the Clear Sky Sect and the Spirit Hall remain.

The Clear Sky Sect had long sealed its mountain gate, unlikely anyone would be out traveling; the only one outside was Tang Hao, who had been hidden in the shadows near Tian Dou City.

As for the other strongman, Yu Yuanzhen naturally suspected the Spirit Hall.

On one hand, the Spirit Hall's strength is unfathomable; although except for Yu Tianyun, who knows some inside information, no one knows the Hall's true hidden power, Yu Yuanzhen is confident the Spirit Hall possesses such formidable combat power.

On the other hand, the Spirit Hall and Tang Hao have a Blood Sea Deep Grudge; aside from the Spirit Hall, who would dare clash with Tang Hao? He isn't interested in either side, just wants to watch the excitement, since battles between Title Douluo are surely far more interesting than those among the current Soul Elders and Soul Ancestors.

The other side, Chen Xin, had far less contemplation; his eyes glimmered with excitement, as if burning with a fierce flame, seemingly eager to join the fight.

As one of the dual‑flower red staffs of the Qi Bao Liu Li Sect, he usually takes it easy, not having to handle sect affairs; his greatest hobby is sparring with others.

Fighting the bone Douluo every day, he had grown weary.

Although now he has Dugubo and Yu Yuanzhen to spar with, Dugubo's strength is too weak, making it uninteresting, and Yu Yuanzhen is too strong; he doesn't want to be beaten for nothing.

Thus the appearance of two unknown Title Douluo excites him greatly, and the battle's wave makes him feel the opponent's strength is not weaker than his, nor much stronger, just right for him to fully enjoy.

He doesn't have to join, but at least he can appreciate the spectacle, right? So their gazes met simultaneously, as if saying, "Shall we join the fun?"

"Then let's go!"

"Leave now?"

"Go, go, go!"

……

At once, Yu Yuanzhen, without a word, released a surge of aura; as his soul power surged, he rose into the air, soaring rapidly toward the distance.

Immediately, the Sword Douluo's Seven‑Kill Sword materialized before him; he lightly tapped his toe, stepping gracefully onto the blade, hands behind his back, like an immortal of celestial grace, riding the sword away.

"Huh? Uncle Sword, I haven't gotten on yet?" Ning Fengzhi opened his mouth slightly, his eyes a bit dazed as he stared at Chen Xin, who had already flown to the horizon.

He had already noticed that Uncle Sword and Yu Yuanzhen's expressions had suddenly changed for unknown reasons, but before he could ask, the two vanished in the blink of an eye.

Beside them, the Snow Night Emperor and Saras also stared wide‑eyed, looking bewildered.

"Ahem, ahem!" "Leader Ning, do you know what this is under the two crowns?"

The Snow Night Emperor's light cough brought Ning Fengzhi back from his daze.

"I suppose Uncle Sword and Uncle Yu found it a bit dull and decided to stretch their limbs," Ning Fengzhi said calmly.

"Uh… the two under the crowns are really full of vigor!" the Snow Night Emperor twitched the corner of his mouth, showing a slightly helpless smile.

But for some reason Ning Fengzhi felt a sourness, shook his head without asking further, and shifted his gaze to the arena.

On the other side, Saras drooped his eyelids, looking indifferent, yet actually he, like the Snow Night Emperor, felt sour; the Snow Night Emperor envied the Title Douluo's robust bodies, while he envied their ability to fly freely, going wherever they wished.

Of course, he was also a bit curious; he thought Yu Yuanzhen and Chen Xin definitely weren't just sparring as Ning Fengzhi said, perhaps something important had happened.

But he could only itch inside, because they flew so fast he couldn't keep up!

……

Boom—

A thunderous, thunderclap‑like boom suddenly erupted, and that massive iron hammer, as huge as a giant burger, was unbelievably snatched away by the tiny spear before it, as thin as a toothpick!

The scene seemed extremely abstract, like a huge elephant being toppled by a tiny ant, full of an incredible sense of fantasy.

"I didn't even exert force, yet you fell again?" Watching Tang Hao being dragged and flung again by the Heavenly Hammer, Yu Tianyun pointed a finger at Tang Hao, and a surge of indignation rose in his heart.

But then he let out a long sigh and sneered, "Ha~ this is supposed to be the outstanding war hammer soul, the lofty Clear Sky Sect? What a self‑praise!"

"Pfft~" The spinning, flung Tang Hao heard this, didn't understand the last sentence, but knew it wasn't a compliment, and instantly spat out a spray of reverse blood.

Even though he had already lost his sanity, the words entering his ears still made the blood in his eyes subside a bit.

Moreover, he somehow forced his body to stabilize.

Boom~ Tang Hao landed hundreds of meters away, then using his left foot as the center and his body as the axis, he spun up like a rotating top.

Gradually, the madness in his brows completely vanished.

Yu Tianyun certainly didn't think Tang Hao had let go of his hatred; he saw clearly that Tang Hao's eyes emitted an extremely cold, forest‑chill light, and he nodded inwardly, "Truly the legendary sect slave! Even after being kicked and exploded, he can force himself to stay calm."

It is well known that Tang Hao is the person on Douluo Continent who values sect honor the most, even prouder of his martial soul than members of the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect.

Because he brutally hammered Qianxun Ji once, Tang Hao was expelled from the Clear Sky Sect, and the Clear Sky Sect was forced to seal its own mountain gate, so he regards this as a lifelong pain! He will never allow anyone to insult the Clear Sky Sect.

No doubt, they truly would strip a soul bone to atone.

Therefore, Yu Tianyun couldn't help but feel some admiration for Tang Hao, at least he is far better than his parasitic second uncle.

Of course, the only hard‑hearted person in the Clear Sky Sect is Tang Hao; the other members have flexible limits—when they're arrogant they're truly arrogant, but when they should be soft, they're not at all hesitant, fleeing straight home.

At this moment, Tang Hao, wielding the Heavenly Hammer and gathering power, stared coldly at Yu Tianyun; he now seemed like a killing machine devoid of any emotion, and his target for extermination was naturally Yu Tianyun.

Suddenly, a flash of insight crossed his cold face, and then an ice‑cold voice rang from his mouth.

"Are you a member of the Breaking Clan?"

"My martial soul mutated, awakening a thunder attribute, and I also learned the hidden ring; I even possess the soul bone fusion technique. Truly incredible!"

"I admit, your talent is astonishing, one could even say it far surpasses mine."

"No wonder you bear such hatred toward me and the Clear Sky Sect; originally it was because I implicated your Breaking Clan."

At this point, the chill in Tang Hao's eyes lessened slightly, but in the next instant, it turned icy to the extreme, "But you must never, ever insult the Clear… Sky… Sect!"

As the final word left his mouth, the aura around Tang Hao surged again; he spun the massive Heavenly Hammer like a mad demon and charged forward, and at the same time, two hundred‑year Soul Rings exploded with a roar.

A massive influx of soul power surged into his body instantly, causing his aura to climb step by step, far more ferocious than his previous attack.

Yu Tianyun: "???"

Listening to Tang Hao's three‑parts‑right, seven‑parts‑wrong analysis, Yu Tianyun froze in place.

He claimed his analysis was correct, but Yu Tianyun isn't a member of the Breaking Clan at all; he didn't use the Yang Clan spear technique just now, but instead, based on the qi‑channel methods recorded in the Xuan Tian Treasure Record, he spontaneously thrust a spear.

Yet you say his analysis is wrong, but he could recognize the soul bone fusion technique, and Yu Tianyun can indeed be considered half a member of the Breaking Clan.

This left Yu Tianyun both laughing and crying, not knowing why Tang Hao suddenly became smarter; even a little bit of growth is extremely rare for a hammer‑wielder.

However, in Tang Hao's eyes, his performance turned into a subconscious insecurity after seeing through the façade.

"Die!"

Tang Hao's eyes flashed, thinking silently, "Indeed, just as expected!"

But at the same time, he resolved even more firmly to eliminate Yu Tianyun; actually his earlier words were quite conservative. In his mind, Yu Tianyun's talent surpasses that of his son with Dual Birth Martial Soul and innately full soul power. If Yu Tianyun continues to grow, with his hatred toward the Clear Sky Sect, the sect and his son will inevitably face annihilation in the future.

Therefore, even at the cost of his own life, he will hammer him to death.

The Heavenly Hammer in his hand surged forward with unstoppable grandeur, striking Yu Tianyun like a falling star.

His golden hair flew wildly in the fierce wind, and as the mountain‑sized hammer bore down, Yu Tianyun finally regained his senses; the helmet covering his face could not hide his fervent gaze, "Now that's powerful enough! Bring it on!"

He then spun his body once, and the long spear in his hand coiled like a ferocious dragon python, ready to strike.

With his eyes half‑closed, he felt the power within flow slowly from his legs to his spine, then, after the spine's reinforcement, to his arms, merging perfectly with the long spear.

In an instant, dazzling blue‑gold light flashed on the spear, blue lightning surged wildly like a raging thunder serpent. (End of chapter)