When the words "Haotian Hammer" appeared in the sky, the entire Douluo Continent fell into a moment of deathly silence.
Immediately following was an uproar like a volcanic eruption!
"What?!"
"The Clear Sky Hammer?! That's the Clear Sky Hammer! The undisputed number one weapon spirit on the continent, and it's only ranked seventeenth?!"
"My God! Am I seeing things? Or is there something wrong with this list of divine pronouncements?!"
"How is this possible! Isn't the Clear Sky Sect the number one sect in the world? How could its martial spirit be ranked so low?!"
If the ranking of the Seven Kill Swords is shocking, then the ranking of the Clear Sky Hammer is a complete upheaval!
It crushed the deep-rooted beliefs of all Soul Masters, especially the older generation, and shattered them to pieces with facts!
The gleaming Haotian Hammer, the majestic Haotian Sect!
How many years has this saying been circulating in mainland China?
The power of the Clear Sky Hammer has long been deeply ingrained in people's minds, and it is the ultimate goal that countless weapon spirit masters yearn for and look up to throughout their lives!
Once upon a time, it was synonymous with "the strongest"!
But now, a divine decree has descended, telling everyone that this so-called "number one weapon spirit on the continent" is only ranked seventeenth on this list!
This ranking was like a resounding slap in the face to everyone.
It's burning hot!
"If the Clear Sky Hammer is only seventeenth... then what kind of monsters are ranked ahead of it?"
"I can't even imagine it!"
"The world is about to change..."
Countless Soul Masters looked up at the sky, their hearts churning with immense emotions, an unprecedented sense of awe and fear spreading through their souls.
...
Jialing Pass.
Inside the central command tent of the Heavenly Dou Empire's main camp.
The glimmer of hope that had just flickered in Yu Xiao's eyes froze completely the moment she saw the words "Haotian Hammer".
The color drained from his face at a visible speed, turning it deathly pale.
"No...it's impossible..."
His lips trembled, and he seemed to have all his strength drained away, staggering back half a step.
"My theory... is wrong again?"
At this moment, the martial spirit theory system he had painstakingly built throughout his life seemed to have become a huge joke.
He could still barely explain away the fact that the Seven Kill Sword was number eighteen by saying that "the evaluation criteria are complex".
But how do you explain the Haotian Hammer being ranked seventeenth?
That's the Haotian Hammer!
It represents the ultimate in power, and was once so overwhelming that the entire Spirit Hall could not even lift its head!
"teacher!"
Tang San's voice snapped him out of his daze.
He turned his head and saw the same shocked face of his most prized disciple.
Tang San's body was trembling slightly, his fists clenched so tightly that the knuckles turned white and his fingernails almost dug into his flesh.
His father's martial spirit, the sect's glory, and one of his greatest trump cards...
It's only ranked seventeenth?
This impact was far more intense and direct than the ranking of the Seven Kill Swords!
It almost shattered a part of Tang San's pride.
"It's over, it's really over." Oscar looked utterly hopeless. "Even the Clear Sky Hammer is like this, it looks like I'll have to eat my sausages myself."
Dai Mubai's face was also ashen, and he remained silent.
The atmosphere inside the tent was so oppressive that it seemed to solidify into a tangible form.
...
at the same time.
On the other side of Jialing Pass, inside the central command tent of the Martial Soul Empire.
The atmosphere was equally somber.
Bibidon reclined on the magnificent papal throne, her posture both languid and noble.
Her long, shapely legs were elegantly crossed, and a section of her fair and delicate calves was revealed through the slit of her purple papal robe. The curves were breathtaking, exuding a mature and deadly allure.
However, at this moment, her stunningly beautiful face was solemn.
His phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and deep within his pupils was an uncontrollable tremor.
"The Haotian Hammer... is it only ranked seventeenth?"
Her voice was soft, yet carried a subtle hint of gravity.
"That's really...unexpected."
Others may have only heard the legend of the Haotian Hammer, but she personally witnessed the "myth" created by this hammer!
Haotian Hammer!
It was this hammer that brought the once invincible Qian Xunji, who was already at level 97, down from the clouds to the dust!
At that time, Tang Hao had just broken through to the Title Douluo level!
Fighting against three opponents, including the then Pope Qian Xunji, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Ghost Douluo, he managed to severely injure the owner of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul!
That battle shattered the prestige of the Spirit Hall.
That battle also resulted in Qian Xunji, the possessor of a divine-level martial soul, being severely injured...
Bibi Dong will never forget it.
Such a terrifying martial spirit, yet the divine oracle has ranked it only seventeenth.
This is such an incredible thing.
Bibi Dong's fingertips tapped lightly on the armrest of the chair, her mind racing with thoughts.
If the Haotian Hammer is so powerful, then what kind of existence is ranked ahead of it?
Where do my own Death Spider King and Soul Devouring Spider King rank?
And... what about Qian Renxue's six-winged angel martial soul?
Hu Liena, standing beside her, also looked utterly astonished.
Her alluring fox-like eyes widened, and her rosy lips parted slightly, clearly shocked by the ranking.
"Teacher, this Clear Sky Hammer is so low, then we..."
Bibi Dong raised her hand, interrupting her.
Her gaze deepened, and she spoke slowly, her voice regaining its papal majesty and calmness.
"The more unexpected the list is, the more it proves its authority."
"Just observe and see how things develop."
She paused, then changed the subject and asked:
"Holy Maiden, have Qian Renxue and Golden Crocodile Douluo arrived yet?"
Hu Liena bowed respectfully, her alluring figure accentuated by the tight-fitting Spirit Hall uniform that perfectly outlined her stunning curves. She replied respectfully:
"Reporting to the teacher, Senior Golden Crocodile Douluo is on his way from the central army and should arrive soon."
"As for the young master... she has already arrived."
"..."
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong smiled faintly, seemingly in a better mood.
"Oh? Where is she?"
Hu Liena's eyes flickered, and after a moment's hesitation, she still spoke truthfully:
"Young Master... went to see His Highness Qianyu first."
The moment the words fell.
The temperature inside the central command tent suddenly dropped.
The slight smile on Bibi Dong's face vanished instantly, replaced by an unyielding gloom.
A terrifying aura emanated from her, making Hu Liena, who was standing next to her, not even dare to breathe.
"Oh."
Bibi Dong let out a cold laugh that was hard to decipher, her voice carrying a chilling edge.
"Should we go see Qianyu first?"
"Does she still see me as her mother?"
Her voice suddenly rose, filled with anger and disappointment.
"That ungrateful wretch!"
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