"Teach me a lesson?"
Tang San did not voice the speculation in his heart. He felt that "Tang Xiao" might understand things more clearly, so he addressed the matter at hand instead. Grinning, he said, "What gives you the right?"
"You!"
Tang Hao's mind trembled, but he suddenly broke into a violent cough. A drop of blood fell from beneath his mask.
Seeing this, Tang San summoned his Martial Soul. A Blue Silver Emperor marked with golden veins emerged from his right palm, accompanied by four black Ten-Thousand-Year spirit rings etched with blue patterns.
Tang San's Soul Power Level had already approached that of a Soul King. As his cultivation had risen, his first three spirit rings had evolved alongside him to the Ten-Thousand-Year level.
Such a terrifying spirit ring configuration made Tang Hao freeze.
He knew nothing of the Soul Ring Secondary Refinement Theory.
Then, Tang San's First Spirit Ring and Third Spirit Ring flashed simultaneously. The Wolf Bristle Grass spirit ring, having evolved to the Ten-Thousand-Year level, could now double the power of his soul skills through Life Accumulation. The skill it enhanced was his third soul skill: Light of Sun and Moon.
Light gathered around the Blue Silver Emperor. Combined with the Swift Wind Right Palm Bone, Tang San struck out with his palm, and a shower of tiny blue motes swept toward Tang Hao.
In an instant, Blue Silver Grass covered Tang Hao's entire body.
Just as Tang Hao was about to shake the Blue Silver Grass away, he discovered that it was rapidly healing his injuries. In less than a minute, aside from his soul power not yet being fully restored, all his wounds—including the old hidden injuries—had completely healed.
"Roar!"
Tang Hao threw back his head and let out a long howl. Winds surged