N-A-A Chapter 113 Haotian Decree
Chapter 113 Haotian Decree
Chapter 113 Haotian Decree
The left arm soul bone skill derived from the 100,000-year-old soul beast sword grass—Reverse Slash of the Sky.
In his previous life, this was one of Chen Feng's trump cards, and now in this life, he finally has the opportunity to use it.
But then a blinding red light burst from Chen Feng's right arm. In the next instant, a sword aura condensed, its sharp edge pointing straight to the sky. Although facing the Haotian Hammer, which was as big as a hundred-meter-high mountain, he was not at a disadvantage in terms of momentum. On the contrary, he had a feeling of being superior to it.
"boom--"
A deafening roar echoed through the mountains, and shouts of surprise rose from all directions.
But the sword light directly blasted the white-haired old man's Haotian Hammer away.
The Clear Sky Hammer in its true form as a weapon spirit!
The amplified soul power reached its peak, and combined with the original weight and inertia of the Clear Sky Hammer, the power of the white-haired old man's Clear Sky Hammer had reached an unbelievable level.
Even so, he was still forced back by the sword's edge.
The hundred-meter-long Haotian Hammer disappeared, and a Haotian Hammer nearly the size of a water vat returned with a screeching sound. The white-haired old man turned pale almost instantly, and his figure, after catching the Haotian Hammer, retreated a hundred meters before barely stopping his momentum.
Looking at the man in black with a bamboo hat, it was clear that he hadn't even activated his Martial Soul.
In an instant, silence fell over the front of the Haotian Sect's gate.
What is an unparalleled powerhouse?
This is!
Without even needing to activate a spirit ring, he forcefully repelled a Title Douluo—who was also the owner of the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul—using only a single spirit bone skill, and who had activated the True Form of the Weapon Soul.
Everyone was stunned, unable to fathom the true strength of the man in black with a bamboo hat.
At this moment, a tall, imposing man with a powerful presence like a mountain stepped forward.
He was over two meters tall, with a broad back and thick waist, short gray hair, and dressed in simple gray clothes. But when he stood there, he seemed to be the core of the entire Haotian Sect.
It was Tang Xiao!
A deep voice rang out from his mouth, "Who exactly are you? What grudge do you hold against my Haotian Sect that you dare to attack our mountain gate!"
"Please let me know!"
"If it weren't for the fault of the Haotian Sect, I, Tang Xiao, would fight to the death today to protect the honor of my Haotian Sect!"
As he spoke, Tang Xiao walked forward.
At the same time, the optimal combination of spirit rings was released.
Yellow, purple, black, black, black, black.
With each new spirit ring, his aura grew stronger, and in the blink of an eye, Tang Xiao's momentum had reached its peak.
Although the white-haired old man was also a titled Douluo, he was not even in the same league as Tang Xiao.
The two are too different!
On the opposite side, Chen Feng also felt some pressure for the first time since breaking through to the Title Douluo level.
Tang Xiao, a level 97 Power Attack-type Title Douluo!
He was once known as one of the two powerful figures alongside Tang Hao, the Haotian Twin Stars.
Chen Feng slowly tensed up. Under Tang Xiao's pressure, even he dared not be careless and had to release his soul ring.
Black red red red red red red red red.
For ordinary Soul Masters, possessing a 100,000-year Soul Ring is already extremely rare. The vast majority of Title Douluo's ninth Soul Ring is only around 50,000 years in quality.
Even Tang Xiao, the sect master of Haotian Sect, only had a ninth soul ring at the ten-thousand-year level, though its quality was slightly higher, around seventy thousand years.
However, it still pales in comparison to a 100,000-year soul ring.
Yet, Chen Feng possesses a total of eight such rare 100,000-year soul rings!
The dark red Asura Seven Kill Sword appeared, and an immense pressure suddenly increased. Tang Hao, who had never been suppressed by a martial soul before, felt a sense of weakness from the Clear Sky Hammer for the first time.
Yes, even before the fight started, Tang Xiao was already at a disadvantage in terms of the quality of his martial soul alone.
However, for the sake of the Haotian Sect, he had no choice but to fight.
Just then, the man in black with a straw hat unexpectedly spoke.
Chen Feng's voice came from under his bamboo hat, "I have come to Haotian Sect on the instructions of Senior Tang Chen."
As he spoke, Chen Feng took off his straw hat, revealing his true face.
He was a man around twenty years old, with delicate features and a cool demeanor; this was Chen Feng.
A collective gasp of astonishment rippled through the plaza in front of the Haotian Sect. Such a young Title Douluo!
Even Tang Hao, known as a genius, or Bibi Dong, the Empress of the Spirit Hall, could not reach this level at such a young age.
Tang Xiao was even more shocked, but compared to his age, he was more concerned about what Chen Feng had said.
This man, whose aura was as solid as a mountain, trembled violently, which showed how important the name Tang Chen was to him.
"You just mentioned Tang Chen, you...you've met your grandfather?"
Tang Xiao's aura dissipated, and he hurriedly took two steps forward.
Behind him, five white-haired elders of the Haotian Sect hurriedly gathered around.
"Have you met your uncle? Did he send you to the Haotian Sect with some kind of message?"
Everyone was incredibly excited. Tang Chen was the soul of the Haotian Sect. He was the one who led the Haotian Sect to gradually grow into the number one sect in the world.
Tang Chen himself swept across the entire Soul Master world, becoming an invincible legend.
Even Qian Daoliu, the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall and a level 99 Peerless Douluo, was defeated by Tang Chen.
Unfortunately, Tang Chen has been away from the Haotian Sect for several decades.
Otherwise, how could the Haotian Sect have been forced into this situation?
Chen Feng coldly surveyed the crowd and said, "It seems you are all very concerned about Senior Tang Chen. Well then, let me tell you. Senior Tang Chen was trapped in the City of Slaughter for decades and received the inheritance of the God of Asura, but unfortunately, he failed in the end."
"Will my uncle come back?" an elder asked hopefully.
Chen Feng shook his head and said, "No, Senior Tang Chen's time has come. His last wish is to go to the distant Seagod Island to see Poseidon. As for all the trivial matters of the Haotian Sect, Senior Tang Chen has temporarily entrusted them to me."
As he spoke, Chen Feng took out the exquisite little golden hammer.
"The Order of the Chief Elder of Haotian!"
Tang Xiao and the other elders' expressions simultaneously tightened. As the highest-ranking members of the Haotian Sect, they were naturally aware of the existence of this token.
Tang Xiao said in a deep voice, "All disciples of the Haotian Sect, follow me to pay homage to the Haotian Decree!"
After saying that, he took the lead and respectfully knelt on one knee before the Haotian Token, his palm pressed against his chest.
The five elders behind him knelt down and bowed respectfully.
In front of the Haotian Sect's gate, hundreds of Haotian Sect disciples knelt down in a rush.
Of course, they were all only kneeling before the Haotian Token, not targeting Chen Feng himself.
The coldness on Tang Xiao's and the five elders' faces disappeared.
Tang Xiao then asked, "Did your grandfather entrust the Haotian Token to you hoping you would help deliver it back to the sect?"
(End of this chapter)