But he wielded the Sun True Fire, a genuine divine-level flame.
And now that the Sun True Fire of all three had fused, its power was even greater.
The Holy Sword Martial Soul, transformed into a light sword, cleaved the Xuanji Umbrella apart as easily as slicing tofu. The shattering of her Martial Soul backfired on Xuanji Douluo, who vomited blood and lost the ability to fight.
Yang Hao seized the chance to guide an Anesthetic Needle into her neck. Its potent anesthetic poison spread through her body, paralyzing her from head to toe and sending her consciousness rapidly into sleep.
With their commander, Xuanji Douluo, taken down so easily, the soldiers' morale suffered a fatal blow. Panic seized them, and their formation began to fall apart.
But that wasn't all, because Yang Hao wasn't fighting alone.
Numerous members of the Bright Cult joined the battle, surrounding and hunting down the hundred-thousand-strong army without sparing a single soul.
The deployment of all kinds of powerful Soul Tools made life miserable for the Soul Masters accompanying the army, who suffered devastating losses.
Ma Rulong, Ji Juechen, and the others all joined the fight, honing themselves in the midst of war.
The teachers and students of Mingde Hall and the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy joined in as well, along with the Fire Phoenix Soul Engineer Legion, dispatched by Xu Tianran to provide support. The lineup was truly impressive.
In less than half a day, silence fell over the battlefield. The Star Luo Empire's hundred-thousand-strong Central Legion had been completely wiped out, and every accompanying Soul Master had been killed. Not a single one escaped.
Yang Hao had already lost count of how many people he had killed. There was simply no way to keep track. He only knew that he