Under Huo Yuhao's control, the Limbo: Border Jail clone took visible form.
At the sight of Huo Yuhao approaching, all three generations of the Tang Clan recoiled in shock.
"Huo Yuhao, it's you!"
Tang Wulin's pupils contracted sharply, and terror instantly flooded his face.
The agonizing memory of Huo Yuhao cutting him in two was still painfully vivid.
So much so that merely seeing Huo Yuhao's face made his body instinctively recall the despair of being cleaved apart.
Tang Wulin trembled all over, as though he had plunged into an ice cellar.
Lan Xuanyu and Tang San also looked grim, as though facing a formidable enemy.
"Damn you, you beast! You haunt us like a lingering ghost!"
As they steered the Seagod Trident through the Space-Time Rift, they desperately drew on their remaining divine power to attack Huo Yuhao behind them.
"Unfixed Wind Wave!"
"Ice-Fire Yin-Yang Pearl!"
However, Lan Xuanyu and Tang San were long past their prime.
Even working together, they could barely muster power equivalent to the upper tiers of the God Official Rank.
How could such feeble attacks possibly harm a Limbo Clone?
Huo Yuhao casually waved his hand, his shadowy form holding Yamato.
Swish! Swish!
With a few casual swings, the long blade shattered every one of Tang San and Lan Xuanyu's attacks in an instant.
Huo Yuhao's lips curled upward as he sneered smugly:
"Is that all your attacks amount to?"
"This pathetic struggling barely even tickles me!"
Seeing their attacks neutralized so effortlessly, Lan Xuanyu's expression changed sharply.
"Damn it!"
"His cultivation is already infinitely close to that of a First-Level God!"
Lan Xuanyu's expression laid bare his resentment and venomous hatred.
If I were at my peak, I could destroy trash like Huo Yuhao with a flip of my hand!
*If my enemy