CHAPTER 293: CHAPTER 293: TANG HAO’S HAMMER IS SHATTERED, EXECUTING CLEAR SKY!

The two hammers met!

Like the sound of bombarding refined steel, the airwaves exploded layer by layer, the momentum magnificent!

The confidence on Tang Hao’s face completely turned into a look of incredible terror.

An immense force traveled from the Clear Sky Hammer up to Tang Hao’s only remaining arm. This was the purest of forces, as if a great river had broken its dam and burst open, fierce and domineering!

Psh!

The surging power made the tiger’s mouth of Tang Hao’s hand split open, his blood vessels bursting. His arm bent backwards at an incredible angle!

But this was not all. What made Tang Hao’s eyes almost split from anger was his martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, hailed as the number one tool martial soul under heaven. It actually couldn’t beat the small hammer in the cat’s hand.

A trash cat that had previously been sent flying by him!

In just an instant, a single exchange, the Clear Sky Hammer, which could almost be called the strongest strength-attribute martial soul, was actually dented!

Pfft!

A large mouthful of reverse blood was directly spat out. Tang Hao was directly smashed back underground by Emperor Tom’s one hammer strike.

Tang Hao, whose body had smashed into the ground, couldn’t be bothered with his arm that was on the verge of a bone fracture. For the Clear Sky Douluo, who had fought countless battles, large and small, in his life, the physical injuries were secondary.

What truly made him despair was that he actually couldn’t beat a cat. The number one tool martial soul under heaven had been smashed to pieces by an ordinary little hammer.

What a heavy blow this was to Tang Hao, who had always been proud of his Clear Sky Hammer! It was equivalent to tearing his confidence apart, telling him that the Clear Sky Hammer was just so-so.

Tom was overjoyed at this time. Awesome!

And Tom had another very good quality, and that was to throw stones at someone who has fallen into a well, to beat a drowning dog, and while he’s sick, to take his life!

Immediately, holding the hammer, he jumped down without another word.

Seeing Tom jump down, Tang Hao forced his heavily injured body up. Run! He has to run!

He couldn’t die now. He still had to protect his son, and he still had to avenge Ah Yin.

At the same time, in the Hell Road, Shen An had already reached the final stage.

He saw the exit in the distance. It was an oval-shaped light screen condensed from white light.

Shen An’s intuition told him that by passing through here, he would receive a gift.

As for the scorching hot river of blood under his feet, which exuded the strongest evil aura and was a full thousand meters wide... what a joke. Ever heard of flying on a sword?

The Sword Domain unfolded, enveloping him. The evil qi that wanted to drive one’s mind mad could not invade him in the slightest.

He successfully crossed the cave entrance by flying on his sword. A special power enveloped his entire body, making him feel as if he had entered a strange world.

In this vast white world, the most direct feeling Shen An had was coldness.

Immediately after, this white light began to crazily pour into the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass in Shen An’s hand. Fine patterns appeared on the sword’s body for no reason.

But before these patterns could take shape, the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, as if feeling it had been provoked, its entire body bloomed with a great azure light. The white light and white patterns were all absorbed by it.

A white light even crazier than before transformed into the shape of a vortex and poured into the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass.

Shen An looked at the white barrier that was continuously having its energy drained. He actually sensed an emotion called fear from it.

Finally, the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass seemed to be saturated and proactively cut off its connection with the white light. And Shen An, whose life was connected to the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, felt that his own state had never been so refreshed.

He also sensed that his fifth soul skill, "Sword Domain," had been epically strengthened. It was no longer confined to a soul skill but had transformed into his talent domain!

He had made a huge profit. Shen An was happy in his heart. It seemed that the Slaughter God Domain that Bibi Dong had spoken of had wanted to become his talent domain, but had been absorbed by the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, thereby strengthening the attributes of his Sword Domain in all aspects.

In other words, whatever abilities the Slaughter God Domain had, Shen An’s Sword Domain now had them all, and they were maxed out.

It was only because an unknown amount of the white light’s energy had been absorbed by the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass. There was no need to accumulate killing intent through slaughter at all.

Just as Shen An was foolishly happy, a sound like a thunderous rage came.

It was the aura of the Clear Sky Hammer.

"This is bad, Tom!" Shen An’s face changed. He hurriedly opened his Sword Domain. At this time, the Sword Domain had actually expanded to a size of nine hundred meters.

This was the strengthening obtained from absorbing the vast majority of the Slaughter God Domain’s energy. When the Sword Domain was gathered and released in a straight line, it could even reach about one thousand five hundred meters.

Shen An’s figure flashed continuously. He was afraid his little cat would suffer at the hands of Tang Hao. Although Tom wouldn’t die, being beaten would still be very painful.

But what Shen An didn’t know was that at this time, his little cat was chasing after the heavily injured Tang Hao.

At this time, the King of Slaughter, his pale face was almost dazed as he looked at a blue cat chasing the contemporary Slaughter God. And the contemporary Slaughter God didn’t even dare to look back, his breath weak.

He rubbed his own face. "Could it be that a demigod’s body can also have hallucinations?"

But everything in his field of vision did not change in the slightest. The cat, which seemed to be running not so fast, was yet strangely following behind Tang Hao, forever unable to be shaken off.

Then, the next scene made the King of Slaughter even more perplexed.

The cat, which was abnormally fierce in his eyes, after entering the outer city, saw one after another of skinny and terrifying-looking people on the street, and all the hair on its body stood on end.

A look of fear appeared in its cat eyes. From its whiskers to its teeth, everything was trembling. Even his outer city trembled along with it.

Yes, a whole city was f*cking trembling!

"What the f*ck!" The King of Slaughter directly swore. This was the first time in his life he had seen such a strange phenomenon.

"Great King, should we intervene?"

"Intervene my ass! Just watch quietly. Neither of these two are people we can afford to provoke," the King of Slaughter said with annoyance.

’A good opportunity!’

Tang Hao also sensed that the cat chasing him had slowed down. He hurriedly continued to run forward.

But just at this moment, a hundred-meter-long, glazed-glass-like greatsword suddenly descended from the sky, standing firmly on the path of Tang Hao’s escape.

The King of Slaughter’s expression became extremely colorful. How long has Shen An been in the Hell Road? Not even a few minutes, right? And he’s fcking out already?*

Immediately, his pupils shrank fiercely. He actually showed a look of relief. He had received Shen An’s sound transmission. "Take care of my cat!"

So, this cat that was chasing after the Clear Sky Douluo was also his!!!

"Tang Hao? I am the Tenth Elder of Spirit Hall, Yan Chixia. I never thought I would run into a notorious wanted criminal like you in this land of sin. In that case, I will take your head as my merit."

Shen An said with great majesty. His nine-hundred-meter Sword Domain covered all directions. Within the Sword Domain, everyone felt as if a great mountain were on their back, and the circulation of their soul power became sluggish.

"Domain!" Tang Hao squeezed these two words from between his teeth. At the same time, his face was ashen. A Titled Douluo who possessed a domain, even if he hadn’t been injured by that cat, with his strength after losing an arm, it would be difficult for him to be an opponent.

And, the other party’s divinely mighty Sword Domain could even suppress his strength. It was simply terrifying beyond belief.

’No, I must live. I still bear a blood feud. I still have Xiao San. I cannot die.’

He, who had always been domineering and had never lowered his head, his thoughts changed in an instant. He wanted to beg for mercy!

"Yan Chixia, I have never heard of a person like you in Spirit Hall. You must be a newly promoted elder. Let me leave, and I, in the name of Clear Sky, will owe you a favor, and will even gift you a soul bone."

Shen An sneered repeatedly. "A crippled person dares to speak so boldly? Today, I only want your life."

A single favor to have Shen An let him go was simply wishful thinking.

In the past, this Tang Hao had bullied the small to avenge his son. Plus Tang San’s multiple provocations against him, the father’s hatred and the son’s hatred added together. Now that Shen An had the strength to kill him, he naturally would not let him go again.

The next instant, Shen An raised the hundred-meter greatsword high and slashed directly at Tang Hao. The sharp and peerless edge of the sword made Tang Hao’s heart greatly afraid.

If I can’t take it, I will die!

He disregarded his damaged meridians and condensed his soul power into his arm. The incomplete and dented Clear Sky Hammer appeared in his hand, fiercely meeting this sword.

Pfft!

Blood was spat out like it was free. Tang Hao, with a deathly still look on his face, used this huge impact to flee outwards.

A teasing look of wanting to catch a mouse appeared in Shen An’s eyes. He also held a grudge.

Shen An was confident that with his own strength, the Tang Hao in this state could not pull any tricks. It was better to shatter all the pride of this domineering and peerless Clear Sky Douluo in front of everyone, and at the same time, he could also raise his fame value a wave.

With a Sword Domain of nearly a thousand meters, Tang Hao simply could not escape. He, again and again, disregarded his broken body, bombarding with his hammer, and fled towards the inner city.

But his blood was flowing, his life force was fading, the circulation of his soul power was becoming more and more sluggish, and even his consciousness was on the verge of fainting.

Two figures who could use soul skills in the Slaughter City were clashing. This scene attracted the gazes of everyone in both the outer and inner cities.

"That’s Tang Hao! I’ve seen him!" an elderly soul master said.

"Haha, the esteemed Clear Sky Douluo is actually like a stray dog. How laughable, how laughable," a soul master who had once suffered the domineering bullying of the Clear Sky Sect laughed madly.

Countless gazes were cast on the face of the fleeing Tang Hao, showing undisguised malicious smiles.

For them, a group of people locked in the Slaughter City, to see such a formerly famous powerhouse on the continent suffer was an extremely pleasant thing.

Gradually, new wounds were constantly added to the old on Tang Hao’s body. He stumbled in his escape. The sword wounds on his body were extremely painful. His pale face was even more so bizarrely flushed.

He was ashamed and angry. To be seen by this group of prisoners in such a state like a stray dog—what a heavy blow this was to his self-esteem.

He wanted to turn back and fight a bloody battle with Shen An in his grief and indignation, but in the end, he did not have this courage.

Suddenly, a familiar gaze was cast over. He caught a glimpse of it with his peripheral vision. It was his son.

At this time, Tang San was hiding in a secret place, watching. His handsome face had become ferocious, the anger in his eyes as if about to spew out. But his body was curled up into a ball, for fear of exposing himself.

This fear made him not even dare to look at Shen An, only able to watch his own father being forced closer and closer to death by someone.

At that instant, Tang Hao, who was already on his last breath, instantly aged by more than ten years.

Truly shameful. No father could accept showing their weakness in front of their own son, being bullied by others.

’Go back and fight. To die a轟轟烈烈 (hōnghōnglièliè - vigorous/on a grand scale) death is better than to run away powerlessly.’

The pride that had once belonged to the Clear Sky Douluo was whispering in his ear. And so, Tang Hao fled even faster.

He was afraid of death, did not want to die. It’s unknown when it started, but he had gradually lost his spirit.

Was it in those years of fleeing with Tang San? Or on that night when he was scared away by Qian Daoliu? Or when his arm was cut off by Shen An, and his Clear Sky Hammer was smashed to pieces by that cat?

In the end, Tang Hao had been forced into a dead end. The Slaughter City was not infinitely large; it also had an end.

"Spare me. The Clear Sky Sect is the number one great sect under heaven. What it can give you is no less than Spirit Hall. For my son’s sake, I still cannot die," the old and weak Tang Hao put down all his dignity and began to beg for mercy.

Whether he was afraid of death, or really did not want to die for his son’s sake...

What responded to him were only three sword qis.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

At this time, all four of Tang Hao’s limbs were severed. His eyes had completely lost their vitality, a deathly stillness. But the rise and fall of his chest proved that this person was still alive.

It wasn’t that Shen An was soft-hearted. Now that the matter of the Slaughter City was over, the soul masters here had seen what they should see, and the fame points had already been received.

But the soul masters of the outside world still didn’t know. And what Shen An had to do was to take Tang Hao’s life back to Spirit Hall. Not only could he further win the trust of Bibi Dong, but he could also take care of Tang Hao’s life in front of everyone.

To take his decades of accumulation on the continent and turn it all into his own foundation.

A large bag packed Tang Hao up like trash. Shen An couldn’t help but feel a little emotional. Gradually, I have lived into the appearance of a capitalist.

In the dark, Tang San’s teeth were almost about to be crushed. He could not accept his own father being beaten to death like a dog.

But there were no more sword qis flashing in the sky. This also meant that his father had been completely defeated or had died.

And he had completely lost a powerful backer.

Tang San suddenly sat numbly on the ground, his body empty, like a defeated dog.

Shen An returned to the outer city and found the trembling Tom. He angrily rubbed the cat’s head. Only then did the cat come back to its senses. It immediately jumped onto Shen An, pointing at the four directions in terror, meaning that this place was so scary.

The soul masters of the outer city: "Who on earth is scarier? It’s clearly you, this cat who was chasing a Titled Douluo!"

The King of Slaughter appeared at this time. "Is there anything I can help you with?" he asked politely.

Shen An slowly shook his head. "I will not destroy the order of this place. You can be the king of your prison in peace. Just take good care of Hu Liena for me."

The King of Slaughter nodded solemnly. "Definitely." A look of fear for Shen An and Tom was revealed in his eyes.

He just wanted these two baleful stars to leave quickly.

Shen An nodded with satisfaction and directly disappeared from the spot. Although Tang Hao’s life force was tenacious, just in case, he had to quickly take Tang Hao back to Spirit Hall and then execute him in public.

Seeing Shen An completely leave, the King of Slaughter wiped the cold sweat from his head. As for the wounds left on the Slaughter City by Shen An’s sword, he didn’t care at all. It was fine as long as the person was gone. He hoped he would not come back again.

’However, since Tang Hao is destined to die, then I...’

The next moment, the King of Slaughter appeared in front of Tang San. Looking at the Tang San who was like a pile of mud, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

"Asura King, I declare that because your killing methods are too cruel, the Slaughter City does not welcome you. Given that you have already won seventy-eight consecutive victories, I will grant you one last mercy. Leave the Slaughter City now!"

Tang San’s fists clenched. He only felt it was laughable. The King of Slaughter, who was in charge of such a sinful city as the Slaughter City, actually said his killing methods were too cruel.

But immediately his hand relaxed. Because the King of Slaughter’s killing intent had already condensed into a solid entity. If he were to say a single "no," he understood that this dog’s head of his would not be saved.

"I’ll go, I’ll go now, great King," Tang San said with a fawning smile.

After seeing the King of Slaughter leave, the brilliant smile on his face turned gloomy again.

Tang San looked powerlessly at the purple moon in the sky, only feeling incomparably sad.

Sixteen this year, lost both father and mother, as humble as a bug.