Douluo: the Heavenly Ranking Appears, Shocking the Whole World

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The author seeks readers' opinions. The world view may be improved in the later period, such as the early invasion of higher planes, but the main plot has always revolved around the characters of Douluo Continent. Is this acceptable to everyone? There will be a lot of foreshadowings laid in the early stage, and readers should have seen a few by now. The author will slowly add them later, and will not go over them in one stroke. If readers want to know in advance, they can write it in the comment area. If you are small, you can reveal a little bit. The current pace may be faster and the plot is constantly advancing. If you want to see some dull and casual plots, you can write it in the comment area, and the author will arrange it immediately. If not, the author will continue to advance the main line.

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With a loud bang, Tang Hao's body suddenly swelled, and a terrifying golden air flow rose into the sky, like a scorching sun descending on the world. The huge Clear Sky Hammer hit Tang San's crossed arms heavily. The expected sound of bones breaking did not sound, because Tang San showed a strange defensive power that made the world change color. The muscles on his arms squirmed instantly, and a layer of faint black and white air flow intertwined, forming a sunflower shadow like a substance at the moment of contact. "The harmony of yin and yang, the control of sunflowers!" Following Tang San's gestures, the Yin and Yang Qi formed a huge vortex in the air, producing a terrifying suction force, trying to force Tang Hao's overbearing soul power into it for decomposition. "Little tricks!" Tang Hao snorted coldly, his eyes bursting with cold light. He felt the suction, but he didn't flinch. As a man who once stood at the top of the continent, he knows that a true strong man does not need fancy skills, but only the purest strength. "Chaotic cloak hammering method" The Clear Sky Hammer in Tang Hao's hand was raised again. This time, what was attached to the hammer was no longer ordinary soul power, but an extremely condensed golden light that had been compressed. He did not avoid the suction of the Yin-Yang vortex, but rushed forward against the suction. "Dang--!!!" There was another deafening sound of gold and iron. Sparks flew everywhere and air waves rolled. Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer, which could crack mountains and crack rocks, was blocked for a moment by the seemingly gentle yin-yang cyclone. Tang San took advantage of this moment of stalemate to launch another counterattack.

I thought it wouldn't be updated, but I didn't expect a new book to be released.

Although the contract for the work failed, the author will not give up updating. He is opening a new book today and will resume updating tomorrow.

The originally overcast sky suddenly darkened, as if there was an invisible giant hand covering the sun and moon. An extreme amount of pure darkness poured down like a bursting river, swallowing up the entire world in an instant. Immediately afterwards, a huge figure tore through the void and descended into the mid-air. It was an incredibly large black dragon, and it was just floating there quietly. Those vertical pupils shining with cold light looked down at all living beings, as if they were looking at two insignificant ants. Boom! Just a wisp of breath emitted when Emperor Tian arrived was like an invisible heavy hammer hitting the battlefield. Tang Hao's figure stopped abruptly in mid-air, as if his throat was pinched by an invisible hand. He was horrified to find that his vision had been deprived and his hearing had become blurred. The only thing he could feel was the absolute suppression from the soul level. "Poof!" Tang Hao's seven orifices overflowed with blood at the same time, and the proud Haotian's body shattered inch by inch, and his whole body fell from the sky like a rag. It hit the ground hard, stirring up dust all over the sky. The Haotian Hammer in his hand rolled to the side with a clang, completely losing its spirituality. Tang San, who was at the center of the storm, encountered even more terrifying treatment. That extreme darkness seemed to have a physical body, like a ten thousand feet high mountain, carrying a suffocating weight, pressing hard on Tang San's shoulders. "No... Can't breathe..." Tang San wanted to mobilize his soul power to resist, but he was horrified to find that the Yin and Yang Qi in his body had a violent rejection reaction the moment it came into contact with this darkness, and was then forcibly frozen and shattered. He felt like a bug trapped in amber, no matter how hard he struggled, it was in vain. "Boom!" There was a loud sound that was so dull that it could make one's heart stop. Tang San, who was still laughing wildly and arrogantly a second ago, instantly fell to his knees on the ground. That was not because his legs were weak, but because the pressure exerted by the darkness on his knees reached the limit that his bones could bear. Immediately afterwards, there were two more teeth-piercing muffled sounds. "Boom! Boom!" Tang San was actually forced to kowtow to the void repeatedly, and the sound of his forehead hitting the ground was particularly harsh in the dead darkness. All the bones in his body were creaking, as if they were about to fall apart at any moment, and that face was originally filled with madness and ferocity. At this moment, he was twisted and deformed by extreme fear and pain, and cold sweat mixed with tears came out of his eyes. "Let... Let me go..." Tang San raised his head tremblingly, but in that absolute darkness, he couldn't see anything. He could only feel a pair of huge, cold, abyss-like vertical pupils above his head, staring down at him. That gaze seemed to be looking at a speck of dust, or... A bug that could be crushed to death at any time. "Death." Just when Tang San was kneeling on the ground, humbly begging for forgiveness, in the extreme darkness that shrouded the world, just one word floated out. Tang San's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhead. He wanted to mobilize even a shred of soul power in his body, wanted to use the weird and unpredictable Sunflower Book, even wanted to escape to the end of the world... However, all he received in response was complete silence and nothingness. That terrifying dark power did not turn into a substantive attack, it was more like an "erasure" of life. Tang San looked at his hands in horror. In his sight, he did not see any fire or thunder falling, but he felt that his life force was passing away rapidly. Immediately afterwards, his feet lost feeling first, followed by his calves, thighs... "No... It shouldn't be like this... I've obviously..." Tang San let out an inarticulate roar, shaking his head wildly, trying to deny what was happening in front of him. His mind miraculously remained awake at this moment, and he clearly felt that he was coming to an end. However, his body refused to obey his orders. With a creepy crackling sound, Tang San's legs disintegrated first, turning into handfuls of black powder, which was scattered in the dark night wind. Next comes the waist, torso... Like snow blown away by the wind, or like a broken porcelain doll. Tang San's body turned into powder bit by bit under that irresistible force. This kind of death is full of extreme humiliation and despair. He was like a clay doll that was randomly crushed by a naughty boy, unable to touch the corner of Di Tian's clothes, and even had no time to figure out why the other party killed him. He watched helplessly as his arms fell off, and as his head lost support, leaving only the part above the neck barely maintaining its shape. Tang San's bloodshot eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, staring intently at the endless dark void above his head. The eyes showed not only fear, but also confusion and disbelief after the collapse of the worldview. "Why... Why..." The sound grew fainter and fainter, until finally, with the last gust of wind. "Huh..." There was only a pile of loose gray powder left on the ground, completely integrated into the soil, as if this person had never existed in this world. Deathly silence returned between heaven and earth again. The suffocating darkness slowly receded, the dark clouds dispersed, and the moonlight fell on the earth again. There are no earth-shattering explosions, nor are there any shocking light and shadow effects. Di Tian never really showed up from beginning to end. He didn't even leave the shadow. With just one sentence, he ended this farce and killed the ant who tried to change his destiny against heaven.

"Millennium Killing!" This move is extremely damaging and as fast as lightning. Tang San's figure rose up, and during the ten thousandth of a second that Tang Hao was immobilized by the cyclone, he didn't choose any fancy moves. Instead, all the cold soul power was poured into the middle finger of his right hand, and combined with the disgusting blood evil energy, it pierced the vital points behind Tang Hao's back like a poisonous needle. "Huh?!" Although Tang Hao relied on his domineering soul power to stabilize his figure, this finger came too fast, too cunning, and was full of sinister energy. It could not be prevented in a head-on confrontation. He felt a chill in his waist, followed by a sharp pain. "Poof!" Tang San's fingers stabbed firmly into the weakest point on Tang Hao's back, and he picked it up, bringing up a cloud of blood mist. "Uh-huh!" Even a man as strong as steel couldn't help but groan when he was attacked by such a sinister attack, his body trembled suddenly, and the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand almost fell out of his hand. If the blow had been half an inch higher, or if Tang San had used a little more force, this titled Douluo might have become incontinent on the spot, or even faced the risk of being disabled for life. "Bastard thing!!" Tang Hao was furious, and the anger in his eyes instantly burned out his reason. He turned around suddenly and hit the Clear Sky Hammer behind him desperately. But this brief pause gave Tang San a chance to breathe. Tang San used the reaction force of the stab just now to slide back dozens of meters, widening the distance. He covered his wrist and looked at the bright red stain on his fingertips. The madness in his eyes faded a bit, replaced by a sickly flush. "Ha... Hahahaha!" Tang San laughed, his laughter shrill and harsh, "How about it, father? How does this feel? This is the road to the top!" At this time, Tang Hao's face was terrifyingly gloomy, he was covering his bleeding lower back, and his legs were shaking slightly. The feeling at that moment reminded him of the nightmare he had when he was seriously injured and on the verge of death. But he is Haotian Douluo after all. Even though he was injured, the moment he raised his head, the aura on his body became thicker and more depressing, like the calm before the storm. Tang Hao slowly raised the Clear Sky Hammer. This time, the light on the hammer was no longer pure gold, but faintly glowing with dark red bloodshot threads. This was due to the extreme anger that activated the God of Death domain in the body. "Today, I will show you what the true form of Haotian is!" Tang Hao's voice was like the awakening whisper of an ancient ferocious beast, and the surrounding air seemed to be frozen by this terrifying pressure. However, at this critical moment, a sudden change occurred.