Chapter 456: Fist Might Tongtian! Shattering the Hao Tian Clan Magical Skill!!_1
Luo Yu hovered in midair, his wings flickering with sky-blue divine radiance at his back.
His already incomparably handsome and elegant features now seemed more untouchable, exuding an aura of extreme power.
The audience looked towards the direction of the platform.
Where was the platform? There was only a bottomless pit.
Dark and unfathomable, its depths unknown.
Standing far away, the Sect Master of the Elephant Armored Sect, Hu Lianzhen, couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth.
Back then, his son Huyan Li shamelessly begged for mercy and conceded defeat repeatedly, which really infuriated him. He went backstage to confront Huyan Li for an explanation.
But then, he heard that Luo Yu, this guy, possessed astonishing combat power and had even defeated their own Elder Huyan Badao.
He didn't believe it at all and claimed he would take revenge on Luo Yu after the match.
Huyan Li, with an amputated arm, stood by Hu Lianzhen's side, his eyes filled with fear.
"Dad, are you sure you want to take revenge on him?"
"Uh..."
Hu Lianzhen's legs shook imperceptibly and he suddenly didn't know how to respond to his son.
He had already talked tough, and if he chickened out now, his image in his son's mind...
"Dad." Huyan Li called out again.
"Ah?"
Huyan Li looked at him seriously, "Dad, this is the last time I'm calling you dad. I feel our father-son relationship has possibly come to an end."
"What are you saying?" Hu Lianzhen was instantly enraged and glared at him.
Huyan Li had a gloomy expression.
"Dad, I'm still young and don't want to die. You can go provoke him if you're so adamant. Let's first sever our father-son ties to leave a glimmer of hope for the Huyan family."
Hu Lianzhen was truly infuriated, but then he felt... maybe his son was speaking the truth?
His momentum collapsed as he said despondently:
"Son, tell me the truth."
"Dad doesn't dare to provoke him, either."
Huyan Li was stunned, and as father and son made eye contact, they both heaved a long, deep sigh that expressed endless sorrow.
At this point, inside the deep pit in the arena, there seemed to be no sign of life whatsoever.
Tang Hao appeared to have been directly hacked to death by a thousand swords from Luo Yu.
The audience all thought that this generation's Hao Tian Douluo had perished and shook their heads repeatedly.
Yet, Luo Yu's brow furrowed and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
"Truly unkillable!"
He glared towards Tang San, hiding in the distance, a trace of disdain crossing his eyes.
The Sky-Punishing Longsword in his palm flashed and disappeared in an instant.
Flapping his wings, he was by Tang San's side in a blink of an eye.
He aimed at the ground and struck down with a punch from above.
A turbulent fist wind roared with terrifying momentum.
It directly shattered the ground, and seismic waves spread out in a circle, sweeping across the entire arena with horrific force.
"Crack, crack!!"
The ground split open and soil and stones scattered.
The audience, originally puzzled by Luo Yu's attack on empty ground, instantly realized what happened the next second.
Because a charred, bloodied figure desperately fled from underground, spitting out blood in big gulps.
"How did you see through my stealth technique!!"
Tang Hao bellowed in rage and astonishment; he had planned to sneak up to Tang San's side underground and escape with his son first.
But he never expected Luo Yu to see through it instantly.
Luo Yu laughed, a wickedly charming smile on his face.
"Trying to escape?"
"Do you think you can?"
Tang Hao tightened his grip on the Hao Tian Hammer, a look of determination flashing in his tiger-like eyes.
"Don't think you've won."
"If I want to leave today, no one can stop me."
"Oh?"
Luo Yu raised an eyebrow.
"You can try."
"Swish!"
Tang Hao summoned his nine Soul Rings, which pulsated up and down his charred body.
Without the slightest hesitation, Tang Hao detonated the Soul Rings.
"Boom!"
Yellow, yellow, purple, black, black, black, black, red.
Soul Ring after Soul Ring was detonated, and Tang Hao's originally listless momentum surged upward at breakneck speed.
He not only returned to his peak but also exhibited a multiplicative increase.
The Killing God Field expanded rapidly, in an instant, eclipsing the entire sky, instilling bone-chilling terror and pressure that made the spectators tremble.
"Rumble!"
The Hao Tian Hammer, emblazoned with black and red patterns, expanded countless times, spanning over a hundred meters in diameter, like a mountain range.
An oppressive aura, deep and prison-like, loomed above the void.
The mere aftermath seemed as though it could tear the space apart in an instant.
Tang Hao's own figure also ballooned, conjuring a giant phantom in the air.
The giant phantom held the mountain-like Hao Tian Hammer in both hands.
"This is bad, Tang Hao is going all out!" the Snow Night Emperor's face changed color in an instant.
Ning Fengzhi also stood up abruptly, deeply anxious and worried.
Bi Bidong, covered in purple-black radiance, was already unstable, ready to act at any moment, sensing the horror of this attack.
The A'yin Sisters and A Wu also covertly mobilized their Soul Power, ready to launch an attack for a rescue at any time.
As for the audience, they had long since curled up on the platform in fear.
When gods clash, mortals suffer.
Others have to pay to watch a match; theirs may be exciting, but it could cost them their lives.
Everyone was tense, except for Luo Yu, who remained calm, watching Tang Hao with composure.
"Big Xumi Hammer?"
"Your son wielded it, and I shattered it with one move."
"What do you think will happen to you?"
The giant phantom that Tang Hao transformed into let out a roar.
"To detonate nine Soul Rings."
"This move once left the Pope severely injured and close to death, what are you in comparison!"
"Die!"
"Crash!!"
The mountain-like Hao Tian Hammer, under the control of the giant phantom, unleashed a world-destroying power, reminiscent of Mount Tai bearing down, hiding the sky from view.
It unflinchingly targeted Luo Yu, smashing down directly at him.
Facing such a powerful attack, Luo Yu laughed.
Murmuring to himself.
"I've been waiting for this moment, for a very long time."
He could have used his Fengshen Longyi (Wind God Dragon Wings) to dodge, yet he did not shift or dodge, standing upright in the vacuum of space.
He closed his eyes.
All exposed aura was retracted, his entire Soul Power surged toward his legs.
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!!"
Within the sky-covering blood-red Killing God Field, intense silver radiance suddenly flickered into existence.
That was the shadow of silver chains appearing around Luo Yu's legs.
They not only protected his legs but also sealed his leg strength firmly.
"Crack, crack!"
Luo Yu's left leg shone brightly, its silver chains had already broken substantially, and now they were breaking through like bamboo.
Amidst a crackling sound, all the chains around his left leg snapped.
"Boom!!"
In an instant, his left leg erupted with intense golden light; that was the Divine Origin force sealed within his left leg being fully absorbed by him.
It vibrated with terrifying waves.
At the same time, a dragon's roar was heard, and the Light Dragon King Soul Bone in his left leg also emitted a world-shaking bellow.
The audience huddled in their seats were stunned, having not expected Luo Yu to have such hidden abilities.
They thought he was crippled, but his strength was actually sealed?
Sealed strength was still this powerful???
They all thought Luo Yu would use his unsealed left leg to catch Tang Hao's strike.
But unexpectedly, facing Tang Hao's ultimate attack, Luo Yu raised his right leg, still sealed by silver chains, and met it head-on.
"Attack the strong with your weak point? Is this seeking death??" The audience was instantly puzzled.
But Luo Yu's eyes twinkled with madness, revealing an intense look of anticipation.
And just like that.
The sky-obscuring, red-black patterned hammer smashed directly onto Luo Yu, who seemed as insignificant as an ant...