God of Speed? I'll Twist Off Your Wings!

Dai Mubai's resistance was like a candle flame in a gale before this power, so fragile that it could not withstand a single blow.

After struggling for only a moment, Dai Mubai could no longer hold on.

With a heart-rending scream, Dai Mubai's soul was forcibly dragged into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner by that suction force.

The black-purple Ten Thousand Souls Banner slowly descended afterward, as though nothing had happened.

"Mubai!"

At the sight, Flender and the others' eyes nearly split with rage as they let out terrified roars.

Tang San clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms. Blood dripped through his fingers, yet he felt no pain at all.

He could only watch as his brother's soul was so cruelly devoured, powerless even to step forward and stop it!

This place was practically hell!

"Ancestor, I did not fail your expectations!"

Qian Daoliu stood firmly in the void, his golden robes still stained with fresh blood.

"Not bad. You've improved quite a bit."

Qian Cheng glanced sideways at him, his tone utterly calm.

"It is all thanks to your excellent guidance!"

Gratitude and admiration nearly overflowed from Qian Daoliu's voice.

"The crimes of your Spirit Hall are simply too numerous to recount!"

Tang San could no longer restrain himself and entered BUFF mode once more.

His eyes were bloodshot!

Anyone unaware of the situation would think someone had shoved red-hot irons into them!

He panted like a bull!

There was probably a blower stuffed up his nostrils!

They had killed a God and were still treating it so lightly before them?

This was not only blasphemy against the Gods, but also the ultimate humiliation of them all!

Rakshasa God Power and Asura God Power surged through Tang San's meridians. Had he retained even a