Tang Hao also retreated.
The Clear Sky Hammer dragged behind him as he steadied himself and slowly raised his head.
"So powerful."
Tang Hao lowered his gaze to his palm.
A searing pain had actually flared from the web between his thumb and forefinger.
The Flame's power had actually penetrated through the Clear Sky Hammer and eroded his Soul Power defense!
And when he looked at the Clear Sky Hammer, the flames on it had yet to go out.
"This Flame actually has explosive and auxiliary effects!"
Tang Hao's heart tightened.
If I took it head-on, I'd probably be in an even worse state.
He raised his head again and looked at the figure slowly emerging from the distant mountainside.
The smoke and dust dispersed.
Liu Bai stepped out from the rubble, his clothes damaged and his aura slightly disordered.
The Purple Cloud Wings folded in slightly.
He raised his head, his gaze piercing through the rolling heat waves as he locked eyes with Tang Hao from afar.
Farther away.
In the direction of Suotuo City.
On the city walls, Soul Masters abruptly looked up.
"What is that?"
"What a terrifying fluctuation..."
"Powerful experts are fighting!"
Even from dozens of miles away.
That terrifying might could still be felt clearly.
The firelight had dyed half the sky red.
The thunderous roars rolled over from afar.
On the rooftop of a tall building with an unobstructed view.
Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, and Ning Rongrong stood side by side. The night wind brushed through their hair and robes, yet it could not disperse the deep worry between their brows.
Their three beautiful pairs of eyes stared unblinkingly at the distant night sky, which was constantly being torn apart by blue-green and crimson light.
"Rumble—!!!"
Another muffled boom, like rolling thunder, rang out.