The pure-white speck of light stood out sharply on the battlefield. Like an erratically drifting mayfly, it swayed about the area, sometimes even slipping between mountain peaks, passing through the mountainside, and emerging from the other side.
"What is that idiot doing?"
During a gap in his battle with Tang San, the God of Death noticed the Beast God's trail, his face darkening.
That fellow had obviously been marked by someone, yet he was completely unaware of it. He was truly stupid beyond belief.
"You can actually afford to lose focus? It seems I haven't put enough pressure on you yet."
Tang San's airy voice came from behind the God of Death, followed by an overwhelming pressure like a violent tempest that made the God of Death's entire body shudder.
Above the sky behind Tang San floated the enormous phantom of a demon whale. Its two bright eyes resembled glittering stars beneath the night sky as they looked down upon him from on high.
Faint whale cries trembled through the void, causing the God of Death's illusory body to tremble along with them.
The demon whale phantom opened its massive jaws and inhaled. The God of Death shuddered, sensing a terrifying suction force. Immediately afterward, he felt the divine power within him rapidly draining away, while the divine power within Tang San's body began to grow in an uncanny manner.
The God of Death hurriedly retreated, then stared at Tang San in shock. What kind of soul skill was this?
Tang San gazed calmly at the God of Death, his eyes filled with cold severity. The God of Death was still weakened at this moment and could only barely be considered at the threshold of Rank 99.
This was the best opportunity. If he killed him now, there would be