Hope of Inheritance

Although the Seventh Elder had unleashed all his Soul Power,

the outcome of the duel had already been decided, yet both of their attacks continued hurtling toward each other.

Even atop this mountain peak,

Tang San had no way to bring his Blood Silver Domain to its optimal effect.

But with the amplification of his two Martial Souls,

the attack's penetrating power was still exceptionally terrifying.

Of course, this was also because the Weapon Soul True Body was not under the Seventh Elder's direct control.

If it had been a fully controlled Clear Sky Hammer Weapon Soul True Body,

with such a vast gap in Soul Power between them, Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer, wrapped in Blood Silver Grass, could never have pierced through the black shadow before him.

At this moment,

the black shadow formed by the Clear Sky Hammer had not vanished.

The enormous shadow kept expanding before Tang San's eyes, and his first impression was that there was no way to evade it.

The iron-chain bridge beneath his feet had already snapped.

Tang San's entire body fell toward the abyss below, but the incomparably massive phantom of the Clear Sky Hammer pursued him as though it had eyes.

It was already right in front of him.

Yet Tang San remained incomparably calm.

He trusted his healing ability. As long as he was not killed outright,

he could make a full recovery!

Whoosh!

Countless Blood Silver Grass stalks hardened, drawing together before Tang San like bones.

They wrapped his body into a huge cocoon.

When the black light struck the crimson cocoon, Tang San's body shot away like a cannonball.

"Puh!"

Blood seemed to seep out from within the giant cocoon.

In an instant, it slammed heavily into the mountain wall opposite, burying itself completely within it.

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