136: Battle against Tang Hao

At the same time, Mo Yuhan's figure showed no hesitation.

Using the recoil from the impact, his body arced through the air in a strange trajectory, his Phoenix Flight Step pushed to its limit, like a purple-gold lightning bolt tearing through the void, instantly appearing in front of Ah Yin.

He bravely used his back to face Tang Hao's even more terrifying, more condensed, blood-red hammer shadow, which carried the killing intent of a Titled Douluo.

“No—!” Ah Yin and Ruo Lin's voices rang out almost simultaneously.

A hint of cruel pleasure flashed in Tang Hao's eyes; an ant seeking death!

However, just as the blood-red giant hammer was about to crush Mo Yuhan, along with Ah Yin behind him, into a pulp—

“Third Spirit Ability: Crimson Crystal Furnace! Explode!!!”

Mo Yuhan didn't even turn his head.

He suddenly brought his hands together in front of his chest! The surging Soul Power within him, which had just stabilized and integrated the pulsations of the earth and the might of lava, mixed with the primal power of Xuan Huang Purple Flame, was compressed and ignited with unprecedented ferocity.

A fist-sized, destructive fireball instantly formed, its core flowing with dazzling crimson-gold magma, its outer layer covered with a thick Xuan Huang crystal shell.

Purple-gold patterns flickered wildly on the crystal shell. Without the slightest hesitation, he thrust this extremely unstable source of destruction backward, pressing it fiercely towards the blood-red hammer shadow that was now mere inches behind him.

Boom—!!!!

An explosion even more violent and concentrated than the one against the Purple Crystal Earth Fire Dragon in the Star Dou Forest erupted in the narrow space of less than three feet between Mo Yuhan's back and Tang Hao's hammer shadow.

Dazzling purple-gold light instantly engulfed everything. Destructive shockwaves mixed with lava-like viscous flames, like a World-destroying beast breaking free, poured out wildly in all directions! The first to bear the brunt was Tang Hao's sure-kill hammer shadow.

Hiss—Boom!!!

The blood-red energy, containing a Titled Douluo's full-power strike, emitted a piercing melting sound as it was thrown into a furnace, like ice and snow, under the Crimson Crystal Furnace's source-burning high temperature and destructive explosive impact.

The hammer shadow trembled violently and distorted. The blood-red light on its surface dimmed and disintegrated at a visible speed.

Although it failed to completely destroy it, this sudden, terrifying explosion, containing the essence of an abnormal flame, forcefully hindered and weakened this fatal attack by more than seventy percent.

The remaining shockwave, still powerful enough to severely injure a Spirit Douluo, slammed heavily into Mo Yuhan's back.

“Ugh!” Mo Yuhan was struck as if by lightning, his body lunging forward violently! A mouthful of scalding fresh blood gushed out, spraying entirely onto Ah Yin's chest, which was close at hand.

The warm, iron-scented liquid instantly soaked her moon-white clothes.

The clothes on his back instantly turned to ash. The newly formed, jade-lustered skin was instantly covered with spiderweb-like charred cracks, deep enough to see bone.

The old scar on his chest, caused by Yue Mei, wriggled violently, as if trying to break free from his body.

But he stubbornly relied on the formidable physique of a newly advanced Spirit King and the protective power of the Xuan Huang Purple Flame, refusing to fall.

Instead, he used this impact to suddenly lunge forward, opening his arms and tightly shielding the still-shaken, blood-stained Ah Yin in his embrace.

He used his body to shield her from the residual explosion and flying debris.

“Yu… Yu Han?!”

Ah Yin was jolted awake by the warm blood and firm embrace. Her emerald-like eyes instantly widened. She looked incredulously at the young man's blood-stained face and the pair of eyes burning with purple-gold fury, which were close at hand.

The immense shock of surviving a disaster, mixed with an indescribable heartache and tremor, instantly broke through her emotional defenses. Tears, like broken pearls, rolled down, mixing with the bloodstains at the corners of her mouth.

“Don't be afraid… I'm here…” Mo Yuhan's voice was hoarse and low, filled with heavy gasps and suppressed pain, yet it clearly reached Ah Yin's ears, carrying a reassuring magic.

His blood-stained left hand slowly rose, with a barely perceptible tremor, gently brushing away the bloodstains and tear tracks on Ah Yin's pale cheek.

His fingertips were scalding, carrying the unique warmth of Xuan Huang Purple Flame, yet his movements were as gentle as dusting the most precious porcelain in the World.

This subtle movement was like a spark igniting a powder keg!

“Bastard! Take your filthy hands off her—!!!”

Tang Hao's roar was like that of a dying, injured ancient beast, filled with monstrous jealousy, furious rage at being provoked by an ant, and madness at his beloved being defiled.

He watched with his own eyes as that brat, who had appeared from nowhere, not only ruined his absolutely certain strike but also dared to touch Ah Yin's face with his dirty hands! He even held her in his arms.

The poisonous flames of jealousy instantly burned away his last shred of reason!

“Eighth Spirit Ability—!!!”

Tang Hao had completely lost his mind! The black spirit ring above his head, deep as an abyss and rimmed with dazzling blood-red light, erupted at this moment with unprecedented, terrifying brilliance, like a falling sun.

The sky of the entire valley was instantly dyed blood-red. His vast Soul Power, like an ocean, poured unreservedly into the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand.

That giant hammer, symbolizing the number one Tool Spirit under heaven, instantly expanded to the point of covering the sky and obscuring the sun.

On the hammer's body, countless ancient and ferocious blood-red runes lit up, emitting a destructive aura capable of slaying gods and demons! Where the hammerhead pointed, space shattered inch by inch, revealing the violent spatial turbulence behind it.

This single hammer strike almost condensed Tang Hao's lifelong cultivation as a Titled Douluo, his twisted possessiveness for Ah Yin that he could not obtain.

It condensed his deep-seated jealousy and hatred for Mo Yuhan.

Its target: Mo Yuhan, along with this valley that witnessed his humiliation, to be completely erased from the World.

“Yu Han! Dodge quickly!”

Ruo Lin, who had just rushed into the valley, was terrified when she saw this World-destroying hammer strike.

She desperately unleashed her water-blueFighting Spirit, trying to condense the strongest defense, but the terrifying pressure made her feel like a small boat in a raging sea, unable to even get close.

Ah Yin, in Mo Yuhan's embrace, felt the soul-locking destructive aura, and for the first time, true despair appeared in her emerald-like eyes.

She looked at the young man's blood-stained face, so close to her, and saw the unyielding flame still burning in his eyes. Something within her heart suddenly burst.

“Go… quickly go…”

She whispered weakly, using her last strength to try and push Mo Yuhan away.

However, Mo Yuhan not only didn't loosen his grip but held her even tighter.

He suddenly looked up, staring intently at the blood-red giant hammer descending from the sky, as if it would crush the entire World.

There was no fear in his eyes, only a nearly insane determination and… a hint of calculated anticipation.

“Come on!” A blood-stained, cold curve appeared at the corner of Mo Yuhan's mouth!

His right hand, protecting Ah Yin, remained steady, but his free left hand lightning-fast formed a strange hand seal.

Inside him, his newly successfully integrated fifth spirit ring—Dark Gold Melting Vein—which symbolized the pulsations of the earth and the might of lava, suddenly erupted with unprecedented brilliant light.