Because another man standing across from him blocked his path with nothing but presence.
The other man's aura was Calm, Serene and Pure, as if he did not care much about the power of Tang Hao.
His very breath created a gentle pressure in the air that felt sacred rather than oppressive.
He was tall but not bulky; his body looked ordinary, yet his existence alone made heaven and earth feel distant.He wore a plain gray robe—simple, almost humble—contrasted by long blonde hair combed neatly behind his head..
Behind him, the faint outline of six radiant wings flickered.The golden halo radiated slowly, shedding light that illuminated the entire clearing.
It was Qian Daoliu, also known as the Peerless Douluo.
Unlike Tang Hao, who looked seconds away from swinging his hammer, Qian Daoliu stood with his hands relaxed at his sides, his soul power flowing like a still pond.
Yet—
His Angel Martial Soul was fully possessed.
He had not released killing intent, because he did not need to.
His presence alone was enough.
Tang Hao spat through clenched teeth, the veins on his arm bulging as he raised his Clear Sky Hammer slightly.
"Another Angel Martial Soul…" Tang Hao growled, his voice low and crackling with barely restrained violence.Even now, after all these years, the sight of those radiant wings stabbed into his nerves like a blade.
He didn't know the identity of the Soul Master standing before him—no one had spoken.
But in his eyes, an Angel was an Angel, which means member of the Qian family. Qian Xunji's relative, who had hunted Ah Yin, who had ambushed him and her unborn child, who had pushed him to the edge of despair.
He assumed this man was merely a titled Douluo from one of those branches—one of those countless Angels .
A bitter smile curled at the corner of Tang Hao's lips.
"Good… very good," he spat. "Killing an Angel Martial Soul might calm me down a little."
But to his absolute surprise, the serene man across from him merely tilted his head slightly, his eyes deep and tranquil like an ancient well.
"Are you sure about that, son?"
Tang Hao froze.
The man's voice wasn't loud. It wasn't mocking nor was it angry.
"When your grandfather and I were roaming the continent together," the blonde man continued, "you were not even born."
Tang Hao's pupils shrank as his breath hitched.A long-buried name surfaced in his mind—a name spoken in awe in his clan, a name that stood shoulder-to-shoulder with Tang Chen.
'Qian Daoliu…'
'The High Priest of Spirit Hall, The Peerless Douluo'The man who once walked step-for-step with Tang Chen across mountains, oceans, and battlefields.
Qian Daoliu looked at him with eyes neither hostile nor warm—simply ancient, like a man who had lived too long and seen too much.
"Tang Hao," he said lightly, "do not mistake my nature of keeping promises for weakness."
The moment the words fell—The world trembled.
An invisible force descended like a divine judgment.Tang Hao felt his knees buckle, his spine creak, and his bones scream in protest as a weight comparable to a collapsing mountain crushed down on him.
The forest shook violently.Leaves burst into dust.A ring of earth cracked beneath Tang Hao's feet, sinking where he stood.
"So… this is…" Tang Hao gasped, his teeth grinding as he steadied himself with his Titan Giant Hammer, "…the power of a man who stands at the peak of the continent."
This was not the aura of a normal Titled Douluo.This was the power of a being who had reached the summit of the mortal realm.
( Author notes: Well at the moment Qian Renxue is the strongest below divine beings)
'So Grandfather… Tang Chen… is as strong as him…'
Tang Hao's breath grew ragged, but the flame in his eyes didn't die.'But I'm not going down… without a fight.'
His soul power flared.The Clear Sky Hammer vibrated, and a roar like rolling thunder echoed across the clearing.
Tang Hao lowered his stance.
"Arrrrghhh!" Tang Hao roared.
"Death God Domain—open!"
The world dimmed.
With Tang Hao as the center, a black tide burst outward—thick, suffocating, and dripping with slaughter intent.The forest seemed to scream as an aura of death swept over it, twisting the very air. It was not merely soul power… it was hatred, grief, and killing intent condensed into a tangible storm.
At the exact same moment—
"Angelic Domain—descend."Qian Daoliu said calmly
A golden radiance blossomed outward from him, warm, holy, and absolute—filled with the harmony of life, order, and divine might. The forest seemed reborn in the light.
Light and darkness collided.
CRACKLE!!!The two domains smashed against each other like thunderclaps.Cracking noises echoed through the air as invisible forces wrestled violently, each trying to devour the other.
Yet…
Neither domain gave way.
A bizarre equilibrium formed, as if both were locked in perfect deadlock.
Qian Daoliu's eyes narrowed—his expression finally turning grave.
'So that's how it is…'
Now, he truly understood why Qian Xunji—had been beaten into such a miserable state.
'This Death God Domain is not normal.''It can clash evenly with my Angelic Domain… which contains traces of divine energy.And he can do this even after just reaching Rank 94… with injuries that still haven't healed completely.'
A thread of killing intent flickered deep in Qian Daoliu's heart.