Chase Through the Dense Fog

Although Hu Liena and the others did not want to clash head-on with Tang San.

Tang San's Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul had considerable advantages when it came to control.

Especially after it mutated into Blood Silver Grass.

Its range became wider, it possessed a strange devouring attribute, and its control became even stronger.

But the Moon Blades in Bewitching Demon's hands were no slouches either.

As blood sprayed and screams rang out.

Within this red fog, where the senses were dulled and sight was impossible, even Yu Tianheng, whose cultivation was the highest.

Had both Dragon Arms dripping with blood.

The others had already lost their ability to fight.

Yet Tang San remained unflustered. As long as he could still fight, he would not lose!

"Heh, all that sharp tongue of yours—do you only know how to run?"

Tang San did not waste his strength pursuing them.

Instead, he used the simplest and most brutal method, repeatedly shrinking the area with vast swathes of hardened Blue Silver Grass.

But Tang San also knew.

He needed to quickly resolve this not-too-troublesome Soul Skill.

Otherwise.

His Soul Power was nowhere near as abundant as it had been this morning.

He still had to deal with Yan and the others!

"Hmph!"

Bewitching Demon let out an androgynous snort.

The Moon Blades in his hands flew toward Tang San, and now it was Tang San's turn to dodge continuously.

After only a few exchanges.

Hu Liena noticed that something was different about Tang San.

Facing the Moon Blades' attacks, he still had not brought out his Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul.

"Tang San, you can't do it either, can you? Are you temporarily unable to use two Martial Souls at once?"

Hu Liena's words were filled with mockery.

"Come over and try it!"