What was worse, a numbing sensation spread through them, causing their bodies to gradually lose the ability to resist.
If they continued to be paralyzed like this, the three of them would inevitably lose all ability to fight back.
Seeing that all three had lost their ability to resist, Tang San did not dare relax in the slightest and remained fully alert.
He knew very well that these three were clan chiefs, outstanding figures even among Soul Masters.
If the three of them broke through his defenses and freed themselves from the Blue Silver Grass, the consequences would be unthinkable.
Thus, Tang San could only keep a close watch on them, not daring to take his eyes off them.
He remained ready at all times to deal with any unexpected changes that might follow.
After all, the paralysis was only temporary. With the strength of the three of them, they would likely recover quickly.
Tang San's mind was now intensely focused, and he did not dare slacken in the slightest.
Yet at that moment, the members of the Speed Clan and the Breaking Clan who had been watching from the side—
Seeing their clan chiefs trapped by Tang San, fury blazed in their eyes.
They exchanged glances, then shouted in unison as they surged toward Tang San like a tide.
Though these disciples were no match for the three clan chiefs individually, their advantage lay in their sheer numbers.
Among them, some wielded daggers, some unleashed Soul Skills, and others held Sharp Blades.
As all manner of attacks came crashing down upon Tang San, his expression changed slightly.
He had not expected the disciples who had just been sternly ordered not to act to actually dare attack him now.
Clearly, he had not continued trying to kill the three clan