Lu Feng had seen a document in the Heaven Dou Library. More than ten years ago, Tang Hao had injured the Supreme Pontiff, Qian Xunji, and not long after, the Supreme Pontiff died from his injuries.
Qian Daoliu, the Great Priest of Spirit Hall, went to the Clear Sky Clan alone.
Three days later, the Clear Sky Clan announced they were sealing their mountain for one hundred years.
At the same time, Spirit Hall issued a ban: any possessor of the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul who appeared on the continent during this period would be expelled.
This 'expulsion' naturally didn't mean driving them back into the deep mountains, but imprisoning them in the Slaughter City.
This ban was only circulated among the major clans; ordinary citizens were unaware of it. If it were to spread, Spirit Hall's image in the hearts of the common people would probably change drastically.
On the spirit battle stage.
The battle between Tang San and Feng Xiaotian had reached a white-hot intensity.
Although there were still several students from both academies on the field, the battle between these two had become the focus of the entire arena.
Feng Xiaotian's wings merged with his arms, flashing continuously in the air, constantly changing trajectory.
With every attack that landed, his momentum rose by a fraction.
This move was his most prized skill, a self-created soul skill: Gale Thirty-Six Continuous Slashes.
To research this soul skill, Feng Xiaotian had expended countless efforts. Otherwise, with his talent of innate full soul power, he would probably have advanced to Soul King long ago.
Of course, this didn't mean he had wasted his time.
In the process of a Soul Master's cultivation, talent, effort, and resources were certainly important. However, temperament was the most critical link in breaking through bottlenecks.
Feng Xiaotian, at a young age, had the temperament to 'sharpen a sword for several years'. In his future, even breaking through to Titled Douluo would pose no obstacles.
However, right now, Feng Xiaotian's temperament could not bring him victory.
Tang San held the Clear Sky Hammer with both hands. Exerting force from his calves, he drove his waist, rotating his body halfway to meet Feng Xiaotian's wings.
Clear Sky Ultimate Art: Disorderly Splitting Wind.
Initially, Feng Xiaotian was evenly matched with Tang San. The soul power from their attacks howled, whipping up a fierce wind.
But gradually, as Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer stacked up to twenty strikes, with every collision, Feng Xiaotian felt the soul power in his body surge.
Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer seemed not to be hitting his wings, but smashing directly into his chest.
He gritted his teeth, holding a breath in his chest. His internal soul power operated to the extreme, putting his full strength into every strike.
With a loud boom.
Feng Xiaotian's body shot into the sky and slammed heavily below the stage. The pain that seeped into his marrow made his gaze somewhat fierce.
"Twin Martial Souls, is it?"
Feng Xiaotian struggled to get up, his voice sounding somewhat strained.
Tang San nodded, not denying it.
"The hammer's name is Clear Sky."
After meeting his father, Tang San learned the secret of the Clear Sky Clan sealing their mountain.
Back then, his father had accidentally injured the Supreme Pontiff. It was clearly the opponent's lack of strength, yet they insisted on settling the account with the Clear Sky Clan.
Spirit Hall was simply too overbearing!
The matter of the Clear Sky Clan had always been a thorn in Tang Hao's heart. He appeared to be expelled from the clan, but in reality, he knew the clan was protecting him.
After the father and son discussed it, they decided to break Spirit Hall's blockade on the Clear Sky Clan.
In this Soul Master competition, Tang San would not only use the Clear Sky Hammer openly and honestly but also win the championship of the Soul Master finals.
Let everyone on the continent know that the former number one clan in the world had returned.
Tang Hao would protect Tang San in secret.
In their plan, as long as the name of the Clear Sky Hammer could be spread, there would be a turning point for the Clear Sky Clan's comeback. This could also be considered a small compensation from Tang Hao to the clan.
After the tournament ended, the two would find a deserted place to cultivate, hiding their achievements and fame.
In the spectator stands.
Overwhelming cheers rang out. Some knowledgeable people were even shouting the name of the Clear Sky Hammer.
"Tang San, I lost this match." Feng Xiaotian smiled bitterly.
With that, he raised his hand to signal the referee.
On the spirit battle stage, Shrek still had three people, while Kamikaze Academy still had four students.
If they fought to the bitter end, Kamikaze Academy wouldn't be without a chance. After all, although Tang San had defeated Feng Xiaotian, his own soul power had also reached its limit.
But in Feng Xiaotian's view, his performance in this battle was extremely unqualified.
As the captain of Kamikaze Academy, he shouldn't have put himself in danger. Before Tang San's Disorderly Splitting Wind stacked up, he had plenty of opportunities to escape.
"Tang San, you win this time. But in the finals, Kamikaze Academy won't lose to you so easily."
Tang San smiled calmly. "Even if we do it again, Shrek will still achieve the final victory."
In the VIP seats.
Emperor Xue Ye looked back at Salas, his eyes flickering.
"Disciples of the Clear Sky Clan haven't appeared on the continent for many years."
"Has Spirit Hall's ban been lifted?"
"A disciple of the Clear Sky Clan, and a possessor of Twin Martial Souls... if we could recruit him to the Imperial Family, then..."
On the other side, Salas tapped his armrest lightly, the shock in his eyes gradually turning into a cold glint.
Clear Sky Clan?
Still daring to step out... do you not know how to write the word 'death'?
His eyes narrowed slightly, staring quietly at Tang San.
No matter what, this kid must die. Otherwise, it would be trampling on the dignity of Spirit Hall!
Night, Shrek Academy, Yu Xiaogang's dormitory.
"Little San, did you forget what I told you? Twin Martial Souls... that is a talent envied by so many." Yu Xiaogang asked in a deep voice.
After speaking, Yu Xiaogang sighed a long sigh.
"Ai, Little San, you cannot leave my side from now on, until the Soul Master tournament ends."
Hearing this, Tang San's heart warmed.
Besides his father, Yu Xiaogang was the person who cared about him the most.
"Teacher, actually I..."
"No need for that." Before Tang San could finish, a robust voice came from outside the door.
The door was pushed open, and a person in black robes walked in.
"Dad!" Tang San said joyfully.
"You are?" Slowly standing up, Grandmaster's eyes revealed a bit of doubt.
The black-clothed man said indifferently, "Grandmaster, we meet again."
Saying this, he took off his hat.
"Your Highness, Clear Sky Douluo!" Yu Xiaogang's expression changed drastically. His hands gripped the table, his fingers turning pale.
Tang Hao waved his hand and said indifferently, "Grandmaster, thank you for taking care of Little San all these years."
Yu Xiaogang's emotions gradually calmed down, his stiff face twitching slightly. "So you've been by Little San's side all along. I was wondering why Little San used his second Martial Soul without authorization."
"Could it be that the Clear Sky Clan is preparing to re-emerge!" Yu Xiaogang stared fixedly at Tang Hao, a gleam in his eyes.
"As expected of Grandmaster, it seems you have already guessed." Tang Hao nodded.
"However, this matter is just a plan between Little San and me. But I believe Big Brother will receive the news before long."
Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath. "It is my honor to see the Clear Sky re-emerge."
Tang Hao said indifferently, "I'll trouble Grandmaster to worry about the tournament matters. As for the claws reaching out from the shadows, I will naturally chop them off one by one."
After saying this, with a bang, the door closed, and Tang Hao's tall figure disappeared.
Looking at the door, Grandmaster stood there for a long time without moving.
After a while, he slowly took out a token from his Soul Tool. A sharp light flashed in his eyes. "I didn't expect that one day I would be able to fight alongside my idol."
"No, I can't just watch. I have to do something too."