"Form the battle array! Don't let him bring his hammer's full force to bear!"
The White-Haired Consecrated Elder raised his long staff across his body, and all nine Soul Rings spun at once.
The Shield-Bearing Consecrated Elder immediately moved to the front. His copper shield expanded to over ten yards tall, dense Soul Power covering its entire face.
The Twin-Winged Consecrated Elder recalled every feather blade and formed a second layer of protection around the three of them.
"Tang Hao, if you detonate your Ninth Soul Ring, you won't survive either!"
"Then we'll see who dies first."
The Soul Power within Tang Hao began to flow backward.
Every meridian suffered an impact far beyond its limits. Old wounds split open one after another, and blood soon soaked through his shirt.
A tearing pain struck his heart. Tang Hao staggered, nearly losing his grip on the Clear Sky Hammer.
Tang San rushed to the top of the cliff.
"Dad, stop!"
"Take Xiao Wu and go!"
"I'm not leaving!"
"Get out!"
Tang Hao turned and roared, another mouthful of black blood spilling from his lips.
"If you dare turn back from the path I bought with my life, you're no son of mine!"
Tang San gripped the rock, sharp fragments cutting into his palms.
"If I leave, what will happen to you?"
"I have my ways."
"You're lying to me."
"So what if I am?"
Tang Hao raised the Clear Sky Hammer again.
"Does a father need to reason with you before protecting his son?"
Tang San tried to move forward, but Xiao Wu wrapped her arms around his waist from behind.
"Brother, don't go over there!"
"Let go of me!"
"You'll only distract Uncle Tang if you go!"
"You expect me to watch him burn away his life?"
Tang San turned