Humiliated so thoroughly by Jin Yan, Tang San's eyes turned bloodshot. Unable to endure it any longer, blue light flashed in his left hand, and a small hammer crackling with lightning smashed straight toward Jin Yan's temple.
Tang San was incredibly fast, and his move had been extremely covert, but Jin Yan had long known that he possessed the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul. How could Jin Yan not have been on guard?
Jin Yan revealed a faint sneer. The Clear Sky Hammer was indeed unmatched among weapon martial souls, but without even a Soul Ring attached, how powerful could it possibly be in Tang San's hands?
The hammer's wind howled, stirring Jin Yan's face.
Under Tang San's astonished gaze, Jin Yan casually pushed out a palm.
The Clear Sky Hammer, known as the strongest weapon martial soul under heaven, collided with Jin Yan's palm—and was caught directly in Jin Yan's hand.
After absorbing his fourth Soul Ring, Jin Yan's strength had surged all the way to the peak of Level 45.
Had the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings not had so little Soul Power left, most of which had been used to forge Jin Yan's second martial soul, they could even have pushed him directly to Level 50.
With a squeeze of his hand, under Tang San's disbelieving gaze, inch-by-inch cracks appeared across the Clear Sky Hammer he had relied upon. Then, like shattered porcelain, it broke apart piece by piece, turning into specks of Soul Power that drifted through the air.
Whether from fury or backlash from his martial soul, he spat out a mouthful of blood and pointed at Jin Yan with trembling fingers.
"You... you have brought death upon yourself!"
Tang San raised an eyebrow.
Third Brother's famous line!
Good thing this was the real Tang