Seeing Sha Ran remain silent, Nether Thunder Douluo continued:
"Even a Super Douluo would find it difficult to withstand the power after it is stacked!"
"With your strength, you are not enough to endure my ninth-tier Floating Sinister Thunder Beads."
Seeing this, the surrounding Soul Douluos did not dare make any moves. Under Sha Ran's gesture, they could only begin retreating.
Sha Ran's solemn expression gradually gave way to a faint smile.
Then Sha Ran raised his head, looked at Nether Thunder Douluo opposite him, and said, "Do you know why I am called Sha Ran?"
"Everywhere I have reached, the earth within three miles has long been assimilated by my sand!"
"Do you think the one standing here is still me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Sha Ran, who had been standing in place, suddenly began turning into sand. Then he cracked apart and finally became a pile of sand that fell to the ground. He vanished completely.
"What? He disappeared!!"
"H-How is that possible?"
Even the Tang Sect experts around them failed to react to this scene. Their mouths hung open, their faces filled with disbelief.
"I'm behind you!"
"Fifth soul skill, Sandstorm Grasp—"
The next moment, Sha Ran's voice rang out again. Behind Nether Thunder Douluo, he opened his right hand and made a grasping motion through the air.
A massive palm of sand rose from the ground and clenched Nether Thunder Douluo within its grip, attempting to crush him directly into a puddle of blood.
Nether Thunder Douluo did not dare delay in the slightest. He hurriedly summoned two strange Soul Tools, and a golden barrier appeared around his body.
As the sand palm's grip made the barrier flash repeatedly, Nether Thunder Douluo released a second dark-purple barrier around himself. Only then did he let