He would die!
This was the only thought in Tang Hao's mind at that moment!
A strong person's perception of danger was often faster than thought.
Many geniuses who died before reaching their potential did not lack talent.
What they might have lacked was merely one correct judgment of danger, leading to their complete downfall.
But Tang Hao was different.
He had achieved a hundred victories in Slaughter City and walked out of Hell Road alive.
Having come this far, he had experienced far more life-and-death crises than ordinary people.
It was precisely this instinct that had allowed him to survive time and time again.
Asura God: Yeah, yeah, yeah.
But at this moment, every nerve in his body was warning him.
He couldn't block it!
He truly couldn't block this attack!
"Why?"
"Why would a Soul Saint possess such terrifying power?!"
Tang Hao truly could not understand it.
He had used Ring Detonation and poured all his remaining power into the Great Sumeru Hammer.
This strike had clearly returned to the level of a Titled Douluo. Why would he still lose to a Soul Saint?
Regret.
At this moment, Tang Hao truly regretted it!
When he had first seen Lin Nuo in Nuoding City, why had he not directly struck and sent this wretch down to accompany Qian Xunji?
If he had dealt with Lin Nuo back then, how could there have been this crisis today?
If the qilin son of their Tang Clan had likewise obtained the opportunity of Lin Nuo's three Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings, would the Clear Sky Sect not have been revived long ago?
Unfortunately, it was already too late for regret.
During their previous frontal clash, the hundred-meter hammer phantom formed by the Great Sumeru Hammer had already been forcibly shattered by Lin Nuo's Martial