Tang Hao had hidden from place to place, but in the end, he was still discovered.
That day, as he hid in a cave to recover from his injuries, he suddenly sensed several auras rapidly approaching.
His expression changed. His whereabouts had been exposed. He immediately prepared to move, but it was already too late.
Three Clear Sky Sect disciples appeared at the cave entrance, all Soul Saints, each holding a Clear Sky Hammer.
The disciples looked at Tang Hao and parted their lips, wanting to say something, but before they could get a word out, Tang Hao attacked.
Tang Hao looked at them with icy eyes, without the slightest hesitation, and swung his hammer down.
A terrifying force erupted, shaking the cave. The man in the lead didn't even have time to react before he was smashed into a pulp, not even managing to scream.
The other two disciples turned deathly pale with fear and ran.
Tang Hao didn't pursue them. He knew his whereabouts had been exposed and that he had to leave at once.
Looking at the corpses on the ground, he had already begun to hate the sect.
The sect had actually sent people to capture him.
"Good."
"Very good."
"Since you show no mercy, don't blame me for showing none either. Whoever dares come after me, I'll kill."
About fifteen minutes later, Tang Xiao and Tang Lie arrived after receiving the message. When Tang Lie saw the disciple's corpse, he exploded.
That disciple had been one of the Clear Sky Sect's most promising young talents, with a real chance of becoming a Titled Douluo. Now he was dead just like that.
Tang Lie looked at Tang Xiao, wanting to curse and roar, but not a single word came out.
What could he curse? Tang Hao