However, when Bibi Dong saw the Blue Silver Grass piercing Hu Liena's neck, she immediately understood everything, given her familiarity with the cultivation methods of evil soul masters.
Especially when she felt Hu Liena's life force rapidly diminishing, Bibi Dong completely lost her temper.
"Tang San, you bastard! How dare you drain Liena's life force?!"
If Bibi Dong could see it, so could everyone else.
Soon, many people's eyes subtly turned toward Pope Bibi Dong, filled with mockery and a strange sense of amusement.
It seemed that the Pope's decision this time not only failed to achieve its intended effect but also plunged her own disciple into dire straits.
Tsk, tsk, tsk...
The strange looks from the crowd only made Bibi Dong even more furious and worried.
But before she could vent her anger, Tang San, his eyes bloodshot, once again swung the Clear Sky Hammer fiercely toward Xiao Yu.
"Xiao Yu, die!!"
"Boom!!"
"Boom!!"
In no time, accompanied by the sound of air being torn apart, the Clear Sky Hammer, carrying the pressure of shattered atmosphere, slammed down toward Xiao Yu, who stood on the shoulder of the Radiant Holy Dragon.
Seeing Tang San's stubbornness, Xiao Yu sneered.
"Tang San, oh Tang San, I never thought you'd still be so selfish. For your own gain, you don't even care about your teammates' lives?! How pitiful those who stand with you are. With such bright futures ahead of them, they've now become stepping stones for your advancement!!"
Hearing this, Bibi Dong's expression grew even more twisted.
Then, Xiao Yu patted Wo Long's head beside him.
Wo Long immediately opened its mouth.
A strengthened Radiant Breath shot out fiercely.
"Boom!!"
Instantly, this terrifying breath, over thirty meters wide, completely enveloped Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer.
The hammer, which seemed capable of suppressing everything, was halted by the force of the breath, unable to descend any further.
"Sizzle..."
In the next moment, to the shock of everyone present, Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer began to melt under Xiao Yu's attack, just as it had in Heaven Dou City.
Once again, it melted into molten iron, dripping onto the ground.
Even at the Soul Douluo level, the Clear Sky Hammer was completely powerless against Xiao Yu's martial soul's True Body?!
"Ah!!!"
In an instant, as the Clear Sky Hammer began to melt, Tang San, without even time to feel shocked, immediately felt a searing pain deep in his soul.
The shattering of a martial soul was not something ordinary people could endure.
Moreover, Tang San had endured this twice in a short period.
And what Tang San felt wasn't just the searing pain but also an intense mental agony.
As a Soul King, forcibly controlling a Soul Douluo-level Clear Sky Hammer was far too much for him.
At this moment, with both his body and mind suffering, Tang San had no energy left to control the Clear Sky Hammer. Soon, the hammer, now uncontrolled, was completely melted by the high-temperature breath.
Once again, it turned into a pool of molten iron, splattering across the arena.
The intense heat even caused the arena to sink into a crater.
"Ah!!!"
At this moment, not only Tang San but also Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan were all pale and weak, screaming in agony.
Due to Tang San's stubbornness, Hu Liena and the others were now extremely weak.
Not only had they lost all their soul power and a significant portion of their life force, but their mental strength was also being tortured alongside Tang San.
"Your Holiness, if you don't surrender now, the Spirit Hall will be completely annihilated!!"
Xue Qinghe's words snapped Bibi Dong out of her daze, and she quickly spoke.
"The Spirit Hall surrenders! Xiao Yu, show mercy!!"
Hearing the Pope's words, Xiao Yu finally stopped his breath.
Bibi Dong's intervention was timely; otherwise, Xiao Yu's attack would have hit all seven of them.
It was a pity. If they had been hit by Wo Long's Radiant Breath, they would have undoubtedly died.
"Sect Master Ning, I'll trouble you..."
Hearing Bibi Dong's request, Ning Fengzhi didn't hesitate. He stood up, activated his martial soul's True Body, and used his Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda to help the Spirit Hall members recover.
As a rainbow-colored light shone on the seven members of the Spirit Hall team, their pale faces gradually regained some color.
However, the more they recovered, the more Ning Fengzhi's brows furrowed. Sensing their physical condition, he turned to Bibi Dong's slightly anxious face and said, "Your Holiness, their condition is very serious. Not only have they lost all their soul power, but their life force has also been significantly drained! Their mental strength is in shambles. It seems they will need several years to recover."
Hearing this, Bibi Dong's expression froze. If what Ning Fengzhi said was true, didn't that mean her Golden Generation would have to spend the most crucial years of their cultivation lives recovering from their injuries?
How many years in a person's life are truly optimal for cultivation?
Tang San's actions had undoubtedly dragged her Golden Generation into a quagmire!
Filled with anger and regret, Bibi Dong turned to Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo and said, "Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, capture that bastard Tang San! Throw him in prison and await punishment!!"
"Yes!!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo rushed forward.
However, just as they were about to take Tang San away, a domineering voice echoed in everyone's ears.
"A mere chrysanthemum and a little ghost, you think you can harm my son? Step aside!!"
Hearing this voice, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, who had been calm and resentful moments ago, now wore expressions of terror.
Seeing the massive hammer coming toward them, they quickly retreated, exclaiming in fear, "Tang Hao?!!"
"Boom!!"
With a deafening roar, everyone looked and saw a ten-meter-long Clear Sky Hammer standing proudly in front of Tang San.
Although it was just a hammer, the mere sight of it made Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, elders of the Spirit Hall, hesitate to take another step forward!
They could only watch helplessly, unsure of what to do.
Then, under the astonished gazes of the crowd, a burly middle-aged man with messy hair, dressed in tattered clothes, and looking disheveled, descended from the sky.
As he stepped down, two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red soul ring slowly appeared beneath his feet.
Unconsciously, everyone's ears seemed to echo with an激昂 melody, as if chanted by a divine being.
"Still fighting bravely, only then can one be called a hero."
"Tang Hao!!"