【Tian Dou Empire】, east of the imperial capital "Tian Dou City", three hundred miles away.
Surrounded by mountains, there are many steep stone mountains, which is spectacular.
This mountain range is very peculiar. Most of the peaks are very steep, and between the mountains there are endless streams.
Speaking of this mountain range, not to mention the entire [Tian Dou Empire], even in [Tian Dou City], not many people know about this place, let alone pay attention to it.
Compared to the "Sunset Forest" which is also located to the east of "Tian Dou City" but is closer, only about a hundred miles away, this place is really a bit too remote.
Not only are there no various soul beast resources in the "Sunset Forest", but even the vegetation here is just some short shrubs, with tall trees dotted here and there.
If Ling Yi came to this mountain range, an ancient poem would naturally come to mind:
Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared.
The scenes described by the ancients do exist.
However, on this day, a series of roaring thunder suddenly sounded in this deserted mountain range.
The movement was so loud that even "Tian Dou City" and "Sunset Forest" hundreds of miles away could faintly sense something.
Different from the confusion in "Tian Dou City" where the emperor and the common people were at a loss, in the "Sunset Forest", the ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts that were usually very fierce were now curled up one by one.
, burying his head, trembling in fear of something.
Of course, there are also those who are unruly.
For example, under a mountain top half covered by thick white fog and exuding a faint smell of sulfur, a purple dragon with horns on its head was not afraid. Instead, it looked furious and looked up to the sky as if it had been provoked. At the same time, in the nameless mountain range hundreds of miles away, on the top of an isolated peak thousands of feet high, a pitch-black sledgehammer over 100 meters suddenly appeared, blasting towards the sky from bottom to top.
Judging from the power, this hammer seems to be trying to blast through the sky.
"锵——!"
The sound of a sharp blade being unsheathed also appeared suddenly, resounding at an altitude of 1,200 feet, and quickly spread to all directions.
In the sky, a golden giant sword, also a hundred feet long, appeared at an unknown time, straddling the sky at a height of 1,200 feet, the tip of the sword thrust straight down, and faced the hundred-foot giant hammer that was blasted towards the top of the thousand-foot solitary peak. p>
"Ding——"
The moment the two behemoths collided, an extremely slight sound sounded. The contrast was so great that if there were anyone watching the battle, even Contra, they would feel uncomfortable and want to vomit blood.
The next moment, taking the point where the tip of the golden giant sword meets the face of the pitch-black giant hammer as the origin, a ripple visible to the naked eye was quietly born, and in the blink of an eye, it suddenly swept away in all directions.
Under the terrifying ripples comparable to a Category 17 hurricane, the thick fog and white clouds along the way were shattered, the turf and shrubs on the rocky mountains were blown up layer by layer, and the ancient trees rooted in the cliffs were also broken.
, pieces of gravel and stones of different sizes, some fell directly into the mountain stream below, while others were rolled up and flying in the air, hitting the mountain wall with a crackling sound.
High in the sky, the collision between the pitch-black hammer and the golden sword continued. As time went by, isolated peaks and stone mountains began to collapse in the huge mountains. Large chunks of the mountain fell down, smashing into the fast-flowing mountain stream below.<
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Time passed bit by bit, and when the tallest thousand-foot peak in the center of the mountain range was lowered by a hundred meters, a majestic man holding a giant hammer stood on the top of the lonely peak, looking straight ahead at a position hundreds of meters away.
There, a handsome man with six golden wings on his back stood in the sky.
If there were an older generation of soul masters here, they would immediately recognize their identities.
‘Haotian Douluo’——Tang Chen!
‘Angel Douluo’——Qian Daoliu!
Qian Daoliu turned around and glanced at the broken golden shoulder armor on his shoulder, his eyes moving slightly.
Then his eyes were turned to Tang Chen, who was several hundred meters away. His whole body was filled with calm aura, which was even more towering than the thousand-foot peak at his feet. Qian Daoliu looked calm and said calmly:
"I lost this battle."
"According to what you said before the battle, before I defeat you, I belong to [Martial Soul Hall] and will never set foot on this mountain—!"
It's just that the voice of ordinary people is loud, but it echoes clearly in every corner of this mountain range.
As the voice echoed, the six golden wings behind Qian Daoliu fluttered, and his whole person turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.
On the top of the solitary peak, Tang Chen silently looked at the direction where Qian Daoliu was going, with determination in his eyes.
The worries have been eliminated. No matter how [Haotian Sect] develops in the future, there is at least a way out here.
Otherwise, according to Tang Chen's understanding of his son Tang Zhen, if the eldest grandson Tang Xiao and the youngest grandson Tang Hao become titled Douluo, especially Tang Hao who has talents comparable to his own, I am afraid they will not be satisfied with the title of "the best in the world".
Sect's achievements.
If it really comes to that point, [Haotian Sect] is very likely to launch a challenge to [Martial Spirit Hall], which has been the number one force in Douluo Continent for thousands of years.
He understands his son Tang Zhen's character very well. He is domineering, strong, and unwilling to admit defeat, but he is not a reckless person. His domineering and strength are based on his own certain advantages.
The younger grandson Tang Hao’s character has completely inherited that of his father Tang Zhen, and is even more domineering!
Reflected in his martial arts training, Tang Hao holds the "Haotian Hammer". No matter what kind of enemy he faces, he must use a strong style to overwhelm others. Even if the opponent is stronger than him, he will still fight hard.
If you go head-to-head, you will be able to overwhelm the opponent.
If [Haotian Sect] is really allowed to develop to a certain level, given the personalities of Tang Zhen and Tang Hao, the father and son, the battle between [Haotian Sect] and [Martial Soul Palace] will be inevitable.
Of course, although Tang Chen had foreseen all this, he was not prepared to stop them.
From the bottom of his heart, Tang Chen himself was such a domineering master. It was only after he stepped into the realm where he could not stand the cold at high places that he gradually curbed his sharpness.
In other words, there is no Tang family member whose martial spirit is the "Haotian Hammer" who is not strong and domineering!
Tang Chen realized that before embarking on the road of searching for God with an unknown future, it was enough to leave such a way out for his descendants, and he was ready to let them toss the rest~
‘Haotian Douluo’ Tang Chen established [Haotian Sect], but [Haotian Sect] cannot only have Tang Chen’s ‘Haotian Douluo’.
With Tang Chen on his back, it would be difficult for the [Haotian Sect] to produce a new 'Haotian Douluo'. How could the 'Haotian Hammer' climb to the top of the soul master world without being tempered by blood and fire? With this thought, a biting north wind blew by, and Tang Chen disappeared on the top of the lonely peak.
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A golden stream of light flew across the "Sunset Forest" at a height of thousands of feet, and suddenly a powerful and domineering roar was heard below.
"Buzz——!"
The feathery golden transparent sword light flashed away, and the roar in the forest and mountains below stopped abruptly.
After a long time, the sky had already returned to blue, and white clouds were wandering around, misty, and then a low voice of extremely suppressed pain sounded softly.