Yan Shaozhe was consumed by grief. That was the true moonlight of his heart, after all, someone who held an even higher place in it than his wife, Cai Mei'er.
Now Xian Lin'er had died right before his eyes. How could he not be devastated?
"Go!"
Gong Changlong grabbed Yan Shaozhe and poured all his Soul Power into the Flying Soul Tool on his back, speeding away.
The others hurriedly fled as well, not daring to stay here any longer.
That man was far too powerful. They were no match for him and had to retreat as quickly as possible.
As for this war, they could only accept that they had lost.
"God King Tang, what other trump cards will you play next?"
Watching them rapidly disappear into the distance, Yang Hao knew God King Tang wouldn't give up so easily. He was bound to have another countermeasure.
Yang Hao had helped the Heaven Dou Empire win this time precisely to force out the other trump cards Tang San had left behind in this world.
"I need some time to go into seclusion."
Not staying any longer, Yang Hao told Vina this before quickly flying to the palace and heading for the secret chamber in the treasury he had used last time.
The old man still guarding the place asked no questions. He opened the treasury door and let Yang Hao into the secret chamber.
When the Heavenly Soul Emperor and the others learned that Yang Hao had chosen to go into seclusion right away, they all guessed that the injuries he'd suffered earlier were far worse than they had imagined. After unleashing two such powerful Soul Skills, he had probably aggravated them, which was why he had hidden himself away to recover.
That was only natural. After all, it