Seeing Tang Chuan like this, Xiao Huo's expression turned cold. "You don't know what's good for you—!"
As Xiao Huo's aura changed, the crimson flames coiling around his heavy sword suddenly surged. Even from more than ten meters away, the scorching heat wave still singed the hair on Tang Chuan's forehead until it curled slightly.
Tang Chuan remained unmoved. He brought his hands together before him in a clap, and amid the flash of blue-purple Soul Power, his hands turned into a blur. Countless blue-purple flying daggers gleaming with silver-white edges shot toward Xiao Huo not far away.
The flying daggers resembled leaves of Blue Silver Grass, except unlike the pale blue of ordinary Blue Silver Grass, the edges of these grass leaves were lined with extremely fine serrated blades, and the veins running through them were a dull purple, clearly carrying deadly poison.
"Stubborn fool—!"
Xiao Huo shouted, swinging the heavy sword in his hand at the rain of flying daggers shooting toward him. The swelling flames transformed into a lion's maw and swallowed all the Blue Silver Flying Daggers. The crimson fire within swept over them, and these flying daggers, comparable to refined iron, turned to ash in the blink of an eye.
"Attribute suppression. Tang Chuan doesn't stand a chance," a student watching from the sidelines said, shaking his head.
"True," the student beside him agreed. "Senior Xiao Huo's Soul Master cultivation has reached Rank 51, making him a Soul King, and his Martial Dao Realm is firmly at the early stage of Transforming Strength. Although Tang Chuan's Martial Dao Realm has stepped into Transforming Strength, he only just broke through. His Soul Master cultivation is only Rank 38, not to mention his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul is innately suppressed by Senior Xiao Huo's Earth Rank