aircannonsinc Chapter 12: Spiritual Soul Skill: [Gods Worship Me]!
Chapter 12: Spiritual Soul Skill: [Gods Worship Me]!
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Before Tang Hao finished speaking, the Clear Sky Hammer martial spirit reappeared in his hand.
A powerful aura erupted from him.
"Haotian...will never perish!!!"
Tang Hao roared, his voice hoarse and distorted, like the curse of a demon from hell!
Then,
In the void,
That true form of the Haotian Hammer, which had long since crumbled and dissipated into chaos!
appearing again!
With his desperate and frantic actions, a terrifying energy fluctuation, extremely unstable and filled with destructive aura, suddenly erupted from him!
The surrounding air twisted violently, and the rubble and soil on the ground were pulled up by an invisible force, floating and spinning wildly around Tang Hao!
At the edge of the deep pit beneath him, the soil and rocks began to silently disintegrate and turn into dust!
He's burning his soul power!
He is sacrificing the power of his soul bones!
He was going to unleash all his remaining power and launch an ultimate attack!
The narrow road meets the brave to win!
Either you die or I die!
This is the last and most resolute roar that Tang Hao, the Haotian Douluo, could utter after his dignity was completely trampled and his path forward was cut off!
He wanted to drag this enemy who had destroyed everything down with him into hell!
"Dean!"
Having just caught his breath, Zhao Wuji felt the terrifying, destructive aura filled with self-destruction. His face turned ashen, and he let out a horrified roar towards Flander's direction!
He knew all too well what this level of outburst meant!
That would be a catastrophe that destroys the world!
The entire Shrek Academy, and even most of the outskirts of Soto City, could be reduced to nothing in this final frenzy!
Flander was equally pale, his body trembling like a leaf, his eyes filled with despair!
No matter how strong Cao Kun is, can he withstand the ultimate burst of power from a Super Douluo who disregards everything?!
He didn't dare to think!
He just wanted to escape!
But that destructive wave was like an invisible shackle, making it incredibly difficult for him to even move his feet!
"Oh, you want to fight?"
Faced with Tang Hao's final act of madness, Cao Kun finally frowned slightly.
For the first time, a clear hint of... impatience flashed across those calm, still eyes?
It's like watching an ant trying to bother a dragon with its last struggle.
"A death throes only makes you a laughingstock."
The cold words were like a verdict.
Cao Kun was too lazy to even use the Chaos Bell again.
He simply raised his right hand casually, fingers spread, towards Tang Hao at the bottom of the pit, who was frantically burning his soul power, his aura rising steadily, like a human bomb about to explode.
In mid-air,
A gentle squeeze!
There was no earth-shattering momentum, no dazzling brilliance.
Only an invisible force of rules, seemingly originating from the very source of the world, suddenly descended with Cao Kun's seemingly casual grasp!
"God worships me!"
Accompanied by Cao Kun's voice.
An endless mental pressure instantly enveloped Tang Hao!
"Buzz...!"
The blood-red energy vortex around Tang Hao, which was spinning wildly and exuding an aura of destruction, was as if it had been gripped tightly by an invisible, sky-covering giant hand!
The rotation stopped instantly!
The violent energy was as if it had been forcibly frozen and solidified!
"Well?!"
For the first time, a pure, soul-deep fear appeared in Tang Hao's crazed eyes burning with blood flames!
He felt his connection with the energy of the surrounding world being severed instantly!
The soul core power within his body, which was about to explode and was extremely violent, was as if it were being tightly bound and suppressed by billions of invisible shackles!
Even his act of igniting the flame of life was forcibly interrupted!
He was like a flying insect nailed to amber; all his struggles, all his madness, all his destructive will were completely frozen and suppressed under this one grasp!
That invisible force transcended the scope of soul power he understood, carrying an absolute will that seemed to control the rules and make his words law!
"puff--!"
The backlash from forcibly interrupting the self-destruction was far more terrifying than any previous injury!
Tang Hao's body felt as if it had been struck from the inside by countless giant hammers. He arched up violently and spat out another mouthful of dark golden blood mixed with fragments of internal organs and the essence of soul power!
The mad flames in his eyes flickered and died out like a candle in the wind, leaving only endless pain, despair, and incredulous bewilderment.
His final, desperate attempt, fueled by the burning of his soul power...
To think... that the other party could so casually... grasp my hand...
It was... turned off?!
What kind of power is this?!
What kind of monster is this?!
The immense disparity and utter powerlessness, like a cold tide, instantly overwhelmed Tang Hao's remaining consciousness.
The light in his eyes quickly faded, and his body, as if losing all support, slumped forward and crashed heavily into the muddy bottom of the pit, splashing up a cloud of murky blood and mud.
This time,
He had completely lost all his strength and lay motionless at the bottom of the pit like a dead dog.
Only the mud mixed with dark golden blood that kept spreading beneath him proved his existence and his final struggle.
Cao Kun slowly withdrew his right hand, as if he had merely brushed away a wisp of dust.
He didn't even glance at the body at the bottom of the pit, which was completely incapacitated, his gaze calmly sweeping over the chaotic battlefield.
He glanced at Zhao Wuji and Flander, who stood frozen in the distance like statues.
The night wind blew by, stirring up a faint scent of blood and dust.
The lingering power of the Chaos Bell has long since dissipated.
Once again, the entire venue fell into a deathly silence.
Only the howling of the night wind through the broken walls, the faint sound of dust falling in the distance, and... Tang Hao's suppressed, painful and angry coughs and gasps in the ruins.
Zhao Wuji and Flander stood rooted to the spot like two statues, their minds completely blank.
They stared at the back of the boy who stood still, his face as pale as paper, his breathing slightly disordered, yet he stood ramrod straight, as if they were looking at a god descending to earth.
Do not,
Even the gods might not be so awestruck!
He easily and severely injured Haotian Douluo, who possessed a 100,000-year-old spirit ring?!
This is beyond what can be described as a challenge beyond one's level!
This completely overturns the understanding of the entire Soul Master system!
Cao Kun slowly lowered his hand and gently exhaled a breath of stale air.
"In the end... it was still too much of a suppression."
Cao Kun sighed inwardly.
If he had used even a little more of his true strength, that first punch might have completely rendered him unable to fight.
but,
He did this on purpose.
He had just fought Tang Hao, and he was mostly using Tang Hao as a whetstone.
He tested his soul skills one by one.
Now it seems,
The result was pretty good.
Using only 30% of his power, he was already able to easily suppress Tang Hao.
Especially the last move.
That was his spiritual skill: [Gods Worship Me]!
Inspired by Conqueror's Haki from the One Piece world!
取：
The meaning of "I am the only one who is supreme, and all the gods worship me"!
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