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At that moment, atop the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's head—
Wang Li swept his gaze over the scene before him. Raising an eyebrow in mild surprise, he remarked,
"So, it's just you lot? Where's Tang Chen? He didn't come? A Rank 99 Peerless Douluo shouldn't be this… insignificant."
His words were laced with clear provocation, instantly drawing hostility.
The six members of the Clear Sky Sect were already boiling with rage, but Tang Xiao sensed something was off. Wang Li's aura… it was far too powerful.
It was as if the very energy of heaven and earth revolved around him, bowing in submission like subjects before their king. Wang Li stood there, exuding an air of absolute divinity.
Tang Xiao refused to believe it. Even if Wang Li possessed two hundred-thousand-year spirit rings, he was still only a Rank 91 Titled Douluo. It had to be an illusion—nothing more than a trick of the mind.
Enraged, he bellowed,
"You arrogant fool! How dare you call our ancestor by name! A century ago, our ancestor already stood at the peak of the world as a Peerless Douluo! Back then, you were nothing but a speck of dust, utterly insignificant!"
"Elders, there's no need for mercy today! I will take on Dugu Bo, and the five of you will handle Wang Li—make sure he pays the price for his arrogance!"
"I suspect their so-called trump card is that Dark Demon Evil God Tiger. I don't know how they managed to control it, but in the end, it's nothing more than a beast."
The five elders, led by the Second Elder, exchanged glances. Remembering their combined formation technique, confidence surged within them as they stepped forward.
With a deep voice, the Second Elder declared,
"Offending our ancestor is an unforgivable crime! Even if you control the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, you will find no escape today! Now, witness the power of our Clear Sky Formation!"
With their threats spoken, each of them selected their opponent.
Tang Xiao flew straight toward Dugu Bo, who met him head-on. As they neared each other, both men summoned their martial souls, releasing their spirit rings one by one.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black—nine rings in total. Identical configurations.
Meanwhile, Wang Li turned his gaze toward the five elders. He had expected Tang Chen to show up, but instead, all he got were these second-rate fighters. Frankly, it was disappointing.
Three days ago, Dugu Bo had warned him that the Clear Sky Sect was coming for them, and that Tang Chen—the legendary Peerless Douluo—had returned.
Wang Li had been genuinely surprised. He knew Tang Chen had been reigning as the King of Slaughter in the Killing City. Without the Sea God's Light to purify him, how had he managed to return unscathed?
There was only one possibility—Shura God had interfered. That deity must have personally acted to rid Tang Chen of his demonic corruption, allowing him to return.
Wang Li, however, remained calm as he spoke—
"All five of you, come at me together. I'll make it quick for you."
The Second Elder of the Clear Sky Sect snorted coldly.
"Arrogant fool! Let me show you our true strength!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, all five of them summoned their martial souls. Five Clear Sky Hammers, gleaming like dark gold, materialized in their hands, their spirit rings rising one after another—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black. The optimal configuration for any Titled Douluo.
Five Titled Douluo—forty-five spirit rings in total. The sight alone was overwhelming.
The Second Elder roared,
"Clear Sky Formation—Hammer of the Heavens and Earth!"
With those words, the five elders stood back to back, their spirit rings resonating in unison. Their auras fused, and their spirit power surged dramatically, surpassing their original limits and reaching the level of a Super Douluo.
Together, they were even stronger than Tang Xiao. A truly formidable force.
The Second Elder laughed triumphantly.
"Well, brat? Did you really think we were just ordinary Titled Douluo? Our strength goes far beyond what you see on the surface! Now, behold our power—Sky-Shattering Strike!"
At that moment, the Second Elder hurled his Clear Sky Hammer. It expanded rapidly, growing into a colossal thirty-meter weapon, radiating pure destruction as it hurtled toward Wang Li.
Yet Wang Li didn't even bother summoning his martial soul.
Lifting his right hand, he activated the ability of his left leg spirit bone—Blue Silver Overlord Spear. Or rather, the Blue Silver God-Slaying Spear.
Brilliant blue-gold light flared, gathering in his palm. Amidst the radiance, a dazzling, sharp spear—measuring over three meters long—took shape.
He hurled the spear.
There was no deafening explosion, no earth-shaking tremor—only an eerie silence, like the calm before annihilation.
The Blue Silver God-Slaying Spear pierced straight through the Clear Sky Hammer, entering through the hammerhead and exiting through the handle with effortless precision.
Then—
Boom!
The hammer exploded, shattering like a brilliant firework. Fiery winds howled, spreading in all directions.
The Second Elder spat out a mouthful of blood. His martial soul had been destroyed—not irreparable, but the damage was instant and catastrophic, rendering him gravely injured in an instant.
Even then, the Blue Silver God-Slaying Spear had not lost its momentum, streaking toward the five elders like a death sentence.
The Second Elder, his face filled with disbelief, gritted his teeth and forced out a command,
"Clear Sky Shield!"
The remaining four elders immediately hurled their Clear Sky Hammers into the air. The weapons spun rapidly above their heads, forming a dark golden barrier of protective energy.
Would it work? No, it would not.
The spear's overwhelming force tore through their defenses like paper, shattering the Clear Sky Formation completely. The once-unified aura of the five elders disintegrated into chaos, collapsing under the impact.
Their bodies were sent hurtling through the air, battered and broken, their once-mighty presence reduced to a pitiful sight.
And then, Wang Li struck again.
With a simple motion of his hand, the sky darkened. The winds howled as the energy of heaven and earth gathered, twisted, and spiraled like a divine meat grinder.
With a single point of his finger, the Second Elder was swept into the vortex.
A bloodcurdling scream rang out.
In mere moments—his body was torn apart, shredded into unrecognizable pieces.
Before the remaining elders could react, Wang Li flicked his fingers casually, and in an instant, the other four met the same fate.
He stood there—like a god among men—effortlessly executing Titled Douluo as though they were nothing but insects.
The sheer dominance of the scene left everyone speechless.
Even Tang Xiao was in utter disbelief. His voice trembled as he muttered,
"Second Elder… Third Elder… Fourth Elder… Sixth Elder… Seventh Elder… Impossible… Impossible!"
Dugu Bo seized the moment. With a deep breath, he unleashed his Ninth Spirit Ability—Jade Phosphor Divine Light!
A beam of searing green energy shot from his mouth. Tang Xiao, still in shock, was too slow to dodge.
Boom!
The blast struck him head-on.
The beam contained a venom so potent it could corrode anything. In an instant, Tang Xiao's skin began to decay.
"Aaaagh!"
His agonized scream echoed through the battlefield. He frantically gathered his spirit power to resist, only to realize—even his spirit power was being corroded!
This was no ordinary poison.
It was the absolute pinnacle of toxicity, refined by Dugu Bo after reaching Rank 97, compressed into a singular core of destruction.
The battle had flipped in an instant.
The Clear Sky Sect's six mighty Titled Douluo—five dead, one critically wounded.
On the ground, the remaining Clear Sky Sect disciples turned pale with terror. Without hesitation, they fled in panic, tripping over themselves in their desperation to escape.
Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi's expression darkened as he urgently warned,
"Blue Silver Crown, the Clear Sky Sect's survivors are escaping! They'll definitely seek out their ancestor, Tang Chen—a Rank 99 Peerless Douluo!"
Wang Li glanced downward, his expression calm and indifferent.
"Let them."
"If Tang Chen comes…"
A faint smirk played on his lips.
"I'll deal with him too."
(End of Chapter)