Huang grabbed Tang Hao's shoulder with his left hand, locking Tang Hao's movements in a death grip! A snake-like soul spirit with a black soul ring suddenly appeared beside Tang Hao, sacrificing itself to extract a wisp of "Law." Huang's left-hand Anatta Avatar magnified and enhanced it, transforming it into a chain flashing with a bizarre black light. Though it only imprisoned Tang Hao's thoughts for a single split second...
But a split second was enough! Huang's right fist was already fully charged! Across different regions of the continent, the soul rings of dozens of people manifested involuntarily. Subsequently, five divine abilities stacked and activated upon Huang's right arm: Imperial Fist Ninety-Nine, Final Strike, Critical Point Break, Great Annihilation Unity Hand, and Enlightened One's Ultimate Fist.
Opening with his strongest move to show respect!!
With a thunderous boom, a single moment missed was all it took! Tang Hao missed his best chance to dodge, and Huang's fist successfully pierced straight through Tang Hao's chest, punching a massive hole through his body.
"Oh? You're no longer a body of flesh and blood, are you? Looks like to defeat you, I'll have to shatter you entirely!" Sensing the texture of the blow he had just landed, Huang watched Tang Hao fly sideways under the immense momentum and couldn't help but sigh in exclamation.
However, Tang Hao was indeed the most outstanding genius from twenty thousand years ago. After becoming the Lord of the Plane, he had not been idling either; he had researched the usage of plane energy to some extent.
A massive black hammer manifested in Tang Hao's hand. As he was sent flying, he utilized an extremely high level of plane energy to spin and swing the hammer, riding the momentum to channel the residual power of Huang's fist entirely into his hammer.
Just as he was about to crash into the sea, he placed his left hand on the sledgehammer, which had accumulated sufficient momentum. Exerting force with both hands, he swung the massive hammer in a full circle, flipped 180 degrees, and stabilized his stance while returning all the power of the sneak attack right back at his opponent!
The seawater surged alongside the radiant, multi-colored hammer force, transforming into a roaring sea dragon that struck toward Huang!
The Law wheel behind Huang suddenly erupted with a bloody light, illuminating the faint lines of karma around it. The lines of karma, originally too faint to be seen, suddenly materialized to the naked eye and extended all the way to the Limit Douluos watching from afar.
What was the essence of the Anatta Avatar?
It was, of course, the ability to utilize all kinds of bizarre divine abilities by virtue of one's own status! While the Douluo world lacked divine abilities to use, one could refine a few based on soul rings and soul spirits, but those were minor tricks after all.
The real prize was following the lines of karma to directly seize their martial souls and consume their soul power, forcing them to watch their proud martial souls shine brilliantly in someone else's hands!
Qiangu Dieting watched with utter horror as white threads appeared around him at some unknown point, followed by rushing red threads. He retreated rapidly, attempting to dodge this mysterious connection. Yet, as if ordained by fate, no matter how Qiangu Dieting dodged, the threads inevitably entangled.
Following this, Qiangu Dieting's nine soul rings lit up in unison! Right after, Qiangu Dieting's martial soul, the Coiling Dragon Staff, appeared in Huang's hand.
Huang then casually summoned the Evil-Breaking Dragon inherent to the Coiling Dragon Staff! Qiangu Dieting felt as if he himself were being held in someone else's grip! In Huang's hands, the martial soul actually transmitted an unyielding will even stronger than his own. Qiangu Dieting felt as though he could sense that person's will to battle heaven and earth.
That true meaning of looking down upon heaven and earth, that will to break through laws, despise the firmament, and take on the world as an enemy, filled Qiangu Dieting with an even deeper shock.
Huang slowly twirled the surging Coiling Dragon Staff in his hand! The Evil-Breaking Dragon's soul within the staff rejoiced greatly! Sensing its master's unyielding, sky-shattering will, the Coiling Dragon Staff reached its absolute peak the moment it entered Huang's hands!
Looking at the incoming multi-colored water dragon, Huang simply raised his right hand, lifting the Coiling Dragon Staff above his head.
Then, the ninth form of the Qiangu Clan, accumulated over tens of thousands of years--a form that existed only in theory, a true meaning of "Break" that countless ancestors over the past millennium had failed to cultivate--was unleashed by Huang!
The golden staff shadowed by a dragon in Huang's hand resembled the staff of a certain monkey that equaled heaven. Though it appeared miniscule against heaven and earth, it carried an aura that braced the sky and rooted the earth.
As Huang brought the staff down, the previously unrestrained plane energy, which acted like the master of heaven and earth, shattered into void under this single strike.
It violently shattered the space where Tang Hao stood, tore through that grand multi-colored water dragon, and literally split the ocean in half...
Qiangu Dieting felt as if his entire being had been swung by Huang. That comfort originating from the soul, that unyielding will to battle heaven and earth, was something he lacked. Qiangu Dieting seemed to hear the true meaning of the word "Break"--it was the sound of smashing everything to pieces.
After being held in Huang's hand to deliver this strike, he finally understood what the "Law" Sui Yuan mentioned earlier truly was. He even felt a Natal Divine Ability unique to himself...
After striking with it, Huang stopped using the Coiling Dragon Staff and threw it back.
Qiangu Dieting could clearly feel that his martial soul was as reluctant to part as a child leaving its birth mother. When it returned to him, its flawed, second-rate father, the dragon spirit inside the Coiling Dragon Staff was already somewhat unyielding to his control.
But Qiangu Dieting could not care less about that now. Completely relieved and exhilarated, he knelt on the ground, his face flushed.
Exerting every ounce of his spiritual power, he prostrated himself, desperate to record all his current insights and realizations onto a scroll.
After receiving a strike that felt like a black tiger ripping out his heart, Tang Hao was actually not gravely injured. However, looking at the powerhouse before him who seemed non-existent to this world, his expression turned incredibly grave. Not to mention, a weapon that wasn't even the man's own martial soul had delivered a strike of such caliber when casually summoned.
"Your body should only be at the Demigod level! How is it possible for you to unleash a strike of a True God?" Tang Hao tightly gripped the massive hammer in his hand, his expression turning extremely ugly as he stared at Huang.
"Your utilization of soul power or divine power is too crude... You rely too heavily on soul rings! You have forgotten the essence. You possess energy but don't know how to use it! That's all."
Huang casually summoned several divine abilities evolved from soul skills once more. Deploying them with his all-around status, he reappeared beside Tang Hao in a flash.
He threw a punch. Five soul rings suddenly materialized, aligning in a row. As his right fist passed through each layer of soul rings, the punch's momentum grew progressively fiercer, slamming heavily against the massive hammer Tang Hao held before him.
At the same time, in Heaven Dou City, a certain person from the Mu family was currently bathing his beloved red mecha, wiping down its beautiful frame.
Suddenly, his soul rings manifested involuntarily, aligning in a manner Mu Ye had never seen before, and then they all lit up.
The sound became high-pitched and sharp, like a whistle of energy breaking through restraints, carrying an intense sense of oppression. It was a progressive sound like a "hum--boom," containing both the buzz of gathering energy and the impact sound of an explosion, overflowing with power.
(It's a pulse gate alright! Why arrange it like this? Because it's cool!)
"What's going on? My martial soul? What kind of ghostly feeling is this?"
After successfully Simple-matching a certain body martial soul, the wonderful utility of the body martial soul was fully displayed by Huang.
A great divine ability combat technique evolved from the body martial soul! Divine Ability--Macro-Transformation! Huang, whose height was at most two meters, transformed into a hundred-meter giant! His figure pierced straight into the clouds, towering grandly like he was supporting the heavens and earth.
Coupled with the Otherworldly Arm, Huang raised two arms filled with crimson blood-light. Then, both fists suddenly erupted with force, trapping Tang Hao right between them. The ferocious fist force seemed intent on grinding Tang Hao to dust!
Trapped in the middle, Tang Hao was beaten black and blue. In a moment of daze, Tang Hao stopped hiding his aura! The status of the Lord of the Plane! Tang Hao, a Second-Class God, was here!
A sky-soaring aura and scattered plane energy forced Huang's two fists away. Tang Hao, positioned in the center, radiated divine light as his status as the Lord of the Plane was no longer concealed! The plane began to welcome its master, and Tang Hao displayed his full power.
"I am a god!! Lowly mortal! I shall show you the meaning of divine grace as vast as the sea, and divine wrath as~~ hell!"
Before Tang Hao could even finish his sentence, Huang, who had exited his Macro-Transformation and deployed the ultimate secret of the body martial soul, grabbed Tang Hao's lower body, showcasing the prowess of close-quarters combat against a "God" to the crowd!
At this moment, Tang Hao was like a toy in a child's hand, swung up and down, back and forth. Then, spun around Huang's wrist, he was embedded into the ocean in an extremely abstract posture.
After possessing the body martial soul, Huang directly unlocked his brain's control over his entire body's muscles--muscle release! The martial soul controlled the abundant blood qi and life energy throughout his body. Following Huang's understanding, it circulated through the cosmic orbit, piercing through all the acupuncture points of his body!
This kept his entire state in a dynamic balance. If he wanted his arms to grow larger, they grew larger! His might shifted effortlessly between heavy and light, broad and open, accentuating Huang's originally tall frame to resemble a muscular giant.
A powerful "double-door" chest, a robust physique, and those brawny, forceful arms looked completely out of place in this Douluo Continent, where people weren't keen on physical training.
But it also allowed the Limit Douluos present to truly witness the power of a body martial soul!
Huang pressed both fists to his chest, crossing his arms, facing the furious Tang Hao. When Tang Hao swung his hammer once more, Huang didn't even use a divine ability! Relying solely on his maximized physical control, he directly slipped past the endless force brought by the swing!
The Limit Douluos present could guarantee that no one could take that hammer strike...
Yet, the body martial soul displayed by Huang through his Limit Douluo status firmly withstood a True God's strike!
Tang Hao, who was beaten to a stupor by Huang, seemed to have finally been snapped awake. His body naturally began to execute a supreme technique he hadn't used in many years.
The Clear Sky Hammer Technique! A combat technique that initiated force from the calves, transferred it upward to the thighs, passed through the waist, back, and arms, and finally released it with full strength.
In battle, strike stacked upon strike, each hammer stronger than the last, eventually accumulating ninety-nine eighty-one strikes to deliver an all-out release!
"That's the exclusive supreme technique of the Clear Sky Sect!" Someone recognized this secret technique that had almost vanished into the long river of history!
"Ha? An antique from tens of thousands of years ago! And you still bring it out to show off?"
Tang the Sledgehammer began to show off his skills from God knows how many years ago. While talking, Tang the Sledgehammer had unknowingly built up momentum for eight or nine moves.
Tang Hao had also gained confidence from being beaten. Just like back then when his wife sacrificed herself for him, he fought dozens of Titled Douluos alone, overcoming the strong as the weak, and even successfully killed the Supreme Pontiff of that era (or so he truly believed).
He believed he could always overcome the strong as the weak; it had been so since ancient times! Relying on this unvarying move, he had fought without a rival under heaven.
What a pity, what a pity! He forgot that he was now a Second-Class God, and the Lord of the Plane! He was not a God of Hammers...
Utilizing his Otherworldly Arm, Huang parried the hammer swung by Tang the Sledgehammer while watching this Lord of the Plane's abstract way of utilizing energy.
Sensing the hammer growing weaker and weaker, Huang couldn't help but sigh. Previously, the strike was powerful, even irresistible, mostly because it was attached to a high level of plane energy and drew upon the high status of the Lord of the Plane to command various energies.
But compared to Ulpianus's charging! Both were charging skills, but others charged aura, battle qi, or even will--force was merely a byproduct! Who on earth charges primarily raw force? Where is the will? Where is the aura?
Does this do justice to the eighty-one accumulated moves? When we fight with great divine abilities, a single move decides life and death, every move is fatal! Life and death are navigated in a split second!
Playing out all eighty-one forms? Heh...
The authority of the Lord of the Plane wasn't used! The plane energy didn't even have any stacking...
A purely physical attack posed no fatal threat to a Limit Douluo enhanced by great divine abilities like him.
Huang parried Tang Hao's hammer intentionally or unintentionally, dispersing its residual force into the surroundings, even disrupting the local space.
Spatial turbulence of this level had zero effect on a peak body martial soul deployed under a great divine ability status!
Seeing that he was about to complete the eighty-one strikes, Tang Hao felt his own immense force and endless potential energy could finally rival the God of Strength in his memories.
Tang Hao widened his range of motion slightly. After all, the accumulation relied entirely on physical coordination. Compared to the original eighty-one strikes delivered directly, his improvement lay in the fact that his current divine body could withstand the entirety of the power.
The accumulated force of eighty-one hammer strikes, a celestial force like a gas dragon, was entirely absorbed and compressed into Tang Hao's body. The black iron hammer in his hand turned multi-colored, forcing all the energy into the Clear Sky Hammer. Subsequently, Tang Hao smashed the hammer toward Huang with extreme force...
Huang only wanted to see how strong this martial soul, hyped for so long as the strongest, actually was. If he wanted to defeat it, he could have slapped away the force on the Clear Sky Hammer with a single palm during his parries.
Life and death between great divine abilities happened in an instant. A 0.1-second flaw was enough to do many things. Who had the leisure to accumulate momentum move by move, and then let you absorb and unleash it?
Absorbing force right in front of Huang? One wouldn't even know how they died.
With this thought, Tang the Sledgehammer's unpretentious hammer struck toward Huang's face.
Huang simply raised his right arm, his palm meeting the incoming multi-colored Clear Sky Hammer.
With a "thud," the Clear Sky Hammer felt as if it had struck the barrier of the world.
Starting from Huang's right palm, a curtain was propped up. As the Clear Sky Hammer pressed down, visible ripples swept from the Clear Sky Hammer toward the surroundings.
Every one of Tang Hao's strikes had residual power drifting into the air, and all of it had been intentionally or unintentionally accumulated in the surroundings by Huang.
The battle wasn't over yet. Huang's palm pressed against the massive hammer and flipped gently. The rippling curtain at the horizon was twisted together like a piece of cloth, and Tang Hao was instantly sucked in as if caught in a vortex.
With a casual push from Huang, Tang Hao was propelled into the distance by a tornado formed from his own power.
"Ha? Twenty thousand years of accumulation, and all you know is how to swing a hammer?"