That unbearable sight was like a red-hot branding iron, searing his heart, burning away his last shred of reason.
"What... what exactly did you do to the Clear Sky Hammer?!"
"My Clear Sky Hammer! The dignified number one Tool Spirit in the world! Towering and peerless in its dominance! Once striking fear across the entire continent! A symbol forged by the blood and glory of countless predecessors!"
"But now... look! Look what you've done to it?! This... this filthy thing crawling with maggots?! This stinking, broken piece of junk?! Is this the result of your Cultivation?!"
"I, Tang Hao... I, Tang Hao, truly sired a fine son! To have ruined the last pride of my Clear Sky Sect, the Martial Soul of my Tang Clan Legacy, into this inhuman, ghostly state! How can I face my ancestors in the netherworld after I die?! How can I face my father and tell him that his grandson has turned the Clear Sky Hammer into a... a stirring stick in a cesspit?!"
"Beast! You beast! You unfilial beast!!!"
Facing Tang Hao's volcanic outburst of questions, Tang San was momentarily speechless, he stammered and lowered his head, not daring to meet his father's scorching gaze, his voice carrying a hint of grievance:
"Father... I... I was forced to do this!"
If I didn't attach spirit rings to the Clear Sky Hammer to increase my strength, how could I possibly defeat my brother? I... I can't live in his shadow forever!"
He seemed to have found a reason, his tone became agitated, trying to shift the blame.
"Moreover, the matter of Cultivating twin spirits, teacher... teacher also supported it! He even said that his Martial Soul theory research was sufficient to support me in safely Cultivating the second Martial Soul, the Clear Sky Hammer! Who... who knew... who knew it would turn out like this?"
As he finished speaking, looking at his defiled Clear Sky Hammer, Tang San's voice lowered, his face burning, filled with shame.
But this shame was more directed at the mutation of the Martial Soul, rather than disobeying his father's command.
"Yu---Xiao---Gang!!!"
Hearing Tang San's words, Tang Hao suddenly turned his head, his blood-red eyes like a fierce tiger choosing its prey, locking onto Master, who was pale-faced in his wheelchair not far away.
"Ah!"
Master trembled all over from this roar imbued with Soul Power, almost falling out of his wheelchair, gripping the armrests tightly to barely steady himself.
"Tang Hao! I forbid you from harming Xiaogang!"
Seeing this, Liu Erlong shouted fiercely, her figure flashed, and she unhesitatingly blocked in front of Master, the Red Dragon Martial Soul phantom reappeared, and although there was still a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, her eyes were incredibly firm.
However, would Tang Hao, in his rage, pay any attention to her?
He didn't even use his Martial Soul, merely raised his hand casually, and slapped out from a distance!
"Bang!"
An invisible immense force slammed into Liu Erlong, her fiery shield around her body shattered like paper, and she herself was like being hit by a high-speed carriage, spitting blood and flying backward again, crashing heavily onto the ground in the distance, struggling a few times, but she didn't even have the strength to get up, she could only watch helplessly as Tang Hao approached Master step by step.
Watching Tang Hao, who walked step by step like a God of Killing, Master was instantly scared out of his wits, his teeth chattering, he shrieked in a tearful voice:
"Hao... Your Excellency Hao Tian! It's not... it's not my fault!"
"It wasn't me who told Little San to Cultivate the Clear Sky Hammer! It was... it was he who came to me, insisting that I help him research how to attach spirit rings to the Clear Sky Hammer! I... I was forced!"
In his desperation, he unhesitatingly pushed the main responsibility onto Tang San, and at the same time looked at Tang San with an extremely speechless, even resentful gaze, as if blaming him for implicating him.
"I really don't understand!"
"Little San, why were you so eager to attach spirit rings to the Clear Sky Hammer?!"
As soon as Tang San heard Master pushing all the blame onto him, he immediately retorted excitedly:
"If I don't attach spirit rings to the Clear Sky Hammer, what will I use to defeat brother?! Teacher, didn't you confidently say back then that your Martial Soul theory was sufficient to support me in Cultivating the Clear Sky Hammer, and even absorbing spirit rings across ranks would be fine?! Now that something has happened, how can you blame it all on me?!"
Master was rendered speechless by Tang San's retort, especially seeing Tang Hao's increasingly cold eyes, he steeled his heart, no longer caring about any teacher's demeanor, and began to make unreasonable arguments:
"I... I don't know! I don't want to know either! Playing a match is about winning and losing, it's about strategy! If you can't beat your brother, is it all my theory's fault? Your excessive hunting of Soul Beasts for bones will also lead to the extinction of Soul Beasts, but aren't you still killing them?"
"Did I ask you to attach spirit rings to the Clear Sky Hammer? I didn't, it wasn't me forcing you, I didn't force you, now that your Clear Sky Hammer has become like this, what does it have to do with me?"
"It's all Tang Chuan's fault, he kept suppressing you and not letting you win matches, which ultimately led to the Clear Sky Hammer becoming like this."
"It's all Tang Chuan's fault, it's all his fault, what does it have to do with me?"
The moment Master's words fell.
Tang Hao, who had been suppressing his anger like a volcano about to erupt, finally moved!
He didn't even say another word, his cold Killing Intent had already solidified, his figure flashed like Gui Mei, one moment he was several meters away, the next he stood like a mountain before Master's fragile wheelchair.
Master didn't even get a clear look at Tang Hao's movements, only feeling a suffocating, terrifying Aura completely enveloping him.
"Ah!?"
Opening his mouth in terror, Master's plea for mercy had not yet left his lips.
Tang Hao's large, fan-like hand, covered in calluses and power, already carried an irresistible force, like swatting a fly, fiercely and directly slapped Master's face!
"Bang---!!!"
This slap was ten times more terrifying than the one Tang San received just now!
A low sonic boom even echoed in the air!
Master, along with the wheelchair beneath him, was simply no match for this absolute power.
He was like being hit head-on by a battering ram, instantly flying off the ground, tumbling uncontrollably in the air, blood and broken teeth directly spraying from his mouth!
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