But at this moment, Tang San's Spiderweb Restraint had already been unleashed—his strongest Soul Skill.
His heart pounded violently.
"What's going on? Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing's Martial Soul Fusion Skill shouldn't have rendered Yu Tianxin completely helpless!"
They had practiced repeatedly last night, thoroughly familiarizing themselves with the power of the Netherworld White Tiger fusion.
Yu Tianxin was a level 43 Soul Ancestor, possessing the domineering Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul—how could he be so easily defeated?
A terrible premonition arose!
With all his might, Tang San twisted the trajectory of the Spiderweb Restraint.
Yet even so, more than half of the web still sliced across Yu Tianxin's body.
Yes—sliced!
Yu Tianxin's body, already extremely fragile after enduring brutal fire torture, had little vitality left and was unnaturally limp.
After half his torso was ensnared by the Spiderweb Restraint,
Yu Tianxin's entire body was sent flying backward—his upper half, from shoulder to waist, cleanly severed from the rest.
In an instant, all movement ceased!
The Blue Lightning Twins Stars' Yu Tianxin had also died at Tang San's hands.
Tang San was stunned!
Ma Hongjun was stunned!
Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing were stunned!
Jing Ling and Oscar were stunned!
Lei Shan was stunned, and the other Soul Experts of the Thunderclap Team were stunned!
The entire Soul Duel Stage fell into dead silence.
The referee in the sky above widened his eyes in horror.
A death?
The one who died was Thunder Academy's captain, Yu Tianxin.
The one who died was a direct descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family!
And he had died at the hands of Haotian Douluo's son, Tang San.
The referee felt dizzy—this was a catastrophe!
The Pan-continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament explicitly forbade crippling or killing opponents.
This was the first time such an incident had occurred.
By now, both the spectator stands and the VIP seats had erupted into chaos.
After Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing executed their Martial Soul Fusion Skill, the entire Great Soul Arena's attention had been fixed on this Soul Duel Stage.
However, high-level Soul Masters were familiar with the Dai and Zhu Families' Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
They had assumed that this fusion skill could unleash at most two attacks—even if effective, it wouldn't be decisive.
The battle would still be hard-fought afterward.
Yet who could have expected that Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, Tang San, and Ma Hongjun would deliver such a shock—more shock than joy.
"Die!"
A thunderous roar split the sky as lightning, like a colossal dragon, tore through the heavens.
Someone had lost all reason!
That someone was Yu Yuanzhen.
He had also been watching the match from the Great Soul Arena, though naturally not among the common crowd—instead, from a private booth.
After Yu Tianheng's death, Yu Tianxin had been the direct successor he had pinned his hopes on.
He had believed Yu Tianxin would teach Tang San a lesson, but caught off guard, a single Martial Soul Fusion Skill had left Yu Tianxin grievously wounded.
Then Tang San and Ma Hongjun had struck the killing blow.
Leaving him no time to intervene.
At this moment, Yu Yuanzhen truly lost his mind. Yu Tianxin and Yu Tianheng had been future Titled Douluo candidates, the hope of his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family.
Their deaths meant the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family would lose another twenty years.
Now, all he wanted was Tang San dead.
The deafening thunder turned the entire Great Soul Arena blinding white.
The lightning descended.
On the VIP stage, Sword Douluo's expression changed, but Ning Fengzhi shook his head.
Let Tang Hao handle Yu Yuanzhen in his furious state!
Now was not the time to act!
He felt a trace of worry in his heart.
This time, the Azure Tyrant Dragon Family and the Clear Sky Sect would become irreconcilable.
It might even push the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family completely toward Spirit Hall.
He subtly glanced at Salas.
Though Salas wore a shocked expression, his heart was filled more with joy than surprise.
Now, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family would have no choice but to align with Spirit Hall.
"Tang San, and Dai Mubai—this is murder.
Their wolfish ambition is utterly vicious. Knowing full well that killing is forbidden in the Soul Master Competition, they still mercilessly took Yu Tianxin's life.
The competition committee must take action and punish them severely!"
Salas kept speaking, completely disregarding that Yu Yuanzhen had already made his move.
Fight, go ahead and fight again!
Why haven't you made your move yet, Tang Hao?
Salas thought sinisterly.
"Hmph!"
A cold snort suddenly rang out, its voice seeming to echo directly in everyone's hearts, causing even the lightning in the sky to pause for a moment.
A massive, shadowy golden silhouette of the Clear Sky Hammer quietly rose above the Soul Duel Stage.
Nine dazzling Spirit Rings surged upward, the ninth among them a brilliant red. That crystalline crimson light awed every person present.
Everyone knew—the renowned Haotian Douluo had arrived.
At present, Tang Hao was the only known Soul Master to possess a hundred-thousand-year Spirit Ring.
A black figure silently appeared in the air above the Soul Duel Stage.
Then came a deafening explosion as violent lightning clashed with the Clear Sky Hammer.
"Yu Yuanzhen, is the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family so sore a loser?"
Tang Hao's deep voice resounded through the Great Soul Arena, revealing to all that the one who had attacked Tang San was none other than Yu Yuanzhen.
Faced with Tang Hao's taunt, Yu Yuanzhen gave no reply.
A furious dragon's roar erupted as a mass of dark blue thunderclouds gathered in the sky, oppressive and ominous as the apocalypse.
Upon closer inspection, within those black clouds, a colossal Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon writhed and coiled.
The next moment, the dragon, wreathed in lightning, dove downward as if to annihilate the entire Great Soul Arena.
In his enraged state, what reason did Yu Yuanzhen have left?
All he wanted now was to make Tang Hao and Tang San pay.
"Yu Yuanzhen, if you want a fight, then fight!"
Tang Hao cast a cold glance at the dragon in the sky.
The enormous dark golden Clear Sky Hammer at his side suddenly erupted, its pitch-black radiance surging violently. The hammer's body expanded with the wind, stretching over a hundred meters long.
Like a small mountain, the hammer shot skyward to meet the lightning.
But Tang Hao's true strength went far beyond this.
The hundred-thousand-year red Spirit Ring on his body also flared to life, crimson patterns spreading across the dark golden surface of the massive hammer.
His greatest advantage was this hundred-thousand-year Spirit Ring, allowing him to stand against Yu Yuanzhen.
Tang Hao's face flushed red—clearly, pushing his Soul Power to the limit was placing immense strain on his body.
The injuries from his last battle hadn't even fully healed yet!
But if he didn't act now, Tang San, Dai Mubai, and the others below would surely perish against the deranged Yu Yuanzhen.
In an instant, the atmosphere of the entire Great Soul Arena shifted. The air twisted, and the terrified audience collapsed to the ground, unable to move a muscle.
This was a battle between Titled Experts—the sheer pressure of their auras left the ordinary spectators in a dazed stupor.
They had never imagined that coming to watch the Soul Master Competition would put their lives in danger.
Looking at the immense Lightning Power unleashed by Yu Yuanzhen, it was clear he had no regard for the spectators below or the competing teams.
Tang Hao's eyes were likewise fixed only on his son on the main Soul Duel Stage—he couldn't care less about anyone else's survival!
(End of Chapter)