"Fine. Since you've agreed, leave at once. Otherwise, even if you are an inheritor of divine power, I have no fear of you!"
"Grandfather!" Tang San hurriedly tried to stop him.
"Don't worry, Little San. Though his strength has reached the limit, there is still a vast gap between him and a demigod like me."
Tang San fell silent.
He knew his great-grandfather was right, and this was their best opportunity at the moment.
After learning about the situation here, Ye Xuan did not linger and simply left.
Before leaving, however, he had Little Holy King awaken the strand of energy left within Dai Mubai's body.
"Little Holy King, it's your turn."
Ye Xuan spoke inwardly.
"Got it, got it."
Little Holy King's voice rang out. A golden, sinister energy surged from Ye Xuan's palm and slowly entered Dai Mubai's body.
Dai Mubai's body suddenly shuddered. His tightly shut eyes flew open, an eerie glint flashing through his golden evil eyes as a sinister aura sharing Ye Xuan's origin began to spread from his body.
"Argh—"
Dai Mubai let out a pained roar, his body convulsing violently.
The Evil Eye Holy King's source aura was far too overbearing. It continuously collided with the White Tiger Soul Power within him, subjecting him to unbearable agony.
At that moment, Tang Chen sensed the anomaly within Dai Mubai's body, and a sharp gleam flashed in his eyes.
"Little San, quickly! Guard me!"
With Dai Mubai's physique, he certainly could not withstand the Evil Eye Holy King's energy. But for Tang Chen, it was naturally no issue.
Tang Chen drew the divine energy within Dai Mubai into his own body. Yet even as a demigod, he still found it difficult to refine it successfully in a short time.
"Great-grandfather, hold on!"
Tang Chen clenched