Boom! A deafening clang rang out.
Tang Rat's Sun Grass Hammer let out a dragon's roar and trembled slightly, a flow of dark golden light rippling across it like water. Tang Rat even felt as though the Sun Grass Hammer in his hand was trying to break free.
His Clear Sky Hammer now weighed nearly ten thousand jin, yet even that much weight had been shaken. It was clear just how powerful her strike had been.
Having blocked the attack in haste, Tang Rat was knocked backward and sent plummeting toward the ground.
Once Tang Rat had steadied himself, he gripped the Sun Grass Hammer in his hand, now thoroughly enraged.
What was more, he could feel the threat of death coming from his opponent.
What did that mean? What did it mean?
It meant that the masked woman's strength was terrifying.
"Who are you, exactly, and why are you attacking me? How have I offended you? Please explain."
But Bibi Dong had no intention of saying that much.
She released her Fallen Angel Martial Soul at once.
Cold, evil, dark, terrifying...
So powerful that it made people tremble.
However, when Tang Rat saw the angel's black wings, he was stunned.
Since when had the sacred, radiant Angel Martial Soul become such an evil, dark, and terrifying presence?
Just as he'd thought, no one in the Angel Clan of Spirit Hall was any good. They even allowed a Martial Soul like this to exist and let it grow to such a degree.
Damn Spirit Hall! One day, he, Tang Rat, would destroy this evil force and restore peace and justice to the world.
"What kind of trash is this? And it's trash that mates with Soul Beasts!"
"What a joke!"
Bibi Dong threw out one more insult, then wielded the