At Snow Mountain Peak, two hundred Clear Sky Sect disciples swung the Clear Sky Hammers in their hands. Two hundred whirlwinds rose out of thin air, sweeping up endless snowflakes in a dazzling display.
Ahead, three Clear Sky Sect Soul Sages had Dai Yao completely surrounded, leaving him no room to advance or retreat.
The three worked together with perfect coordination, their attacks like waves rising one after another, giving Dai Yao no chance to counterattack at all.
Seeing Dai Yao only able to keep defending under their assault, the leading Soul Sage gathered strength while laughing loudly.
"Boy, your strength really isn't bad. Even the three of us may not be able to take you down. But no matter how powerful you are, can you possibly stand against more than two hundred of us?"
"As soon as they complete the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer, that will be the moment you die!"
They tried to use words to undermine Dai Yao's confidence in his defense.
Behind them, more than two hundred disciples could not help showing delighted smiles, as if their great hatred was about to be repaid. Even the Clear Sky Hammers in their hands seemed to feel a little lighter.
After several battles, Dai Yao had pressured their Clear Sky Sect so badly they could barely breathe. Now they could finally erase this genius—how could they not be excited? After taking another heavy blow from a Clear Sky Hammer head-on, Dai Yao's figure shot backward, ready to withstand the attack from the Clear Sky Sect Soul Sage behind him, yet a strange curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"The moment I die? Heh... I hope you can still laugh in a while."
"I've prepared for so long. It's time to use it! Fourth Spirit Skill, White