Ruthless—too ruthless!
Everyone on the God Realm's side was terrified by Ao Tian's methods.
How deep did the hatred have to be for him to kill someone and still refuse to spare their soul?
The soul was constantly scorched by Hellfire, and it would continue for tens of thousands of years. Such torment made people shudder in fear.
Originally, Evil God and the others had already resolved to die and feared nothing.
But now, seeing Grandmaster's soul being tortured so cruelly, they were utterly terrified.
This Ao Tian was practically a great devil.
Just as Evil God and the others were intimidated, Tang San suddenly vanished and shot into the sky.
"Teacher, I'm coming to save you!" Tang San shouted. In the blink of an eye, he arrived before Grandmaster's soul and reached out to grab it.
A trace of hope appeared on Grandmaster's agonized, twisted face. He cried out again, "Xiao San, save me!"
Evil God was shocked and hurriedly yelled, "Tang San, don't touch those flames!"
But it was already too late. Tang San's right hand had passed through the flames coating Grandmaster's soul, trying to pull Grandmaster's soul out.
Tang San let out a muffled groan, and all color instantly drained from his face.
His hand passed through Grandmaster's soul body, unable to grasp Grandmaster's soul.
"Come back! You can't save him like this!" Evil God roared.
Tang San made several more grabs, but still could not seize Grandmaster's soul.
Black Hellfire had already latched onto his right hand. The flesh on his arm rapidly vanished, exposing stark white bones.
Even with Divine Power covering his hand, he could not stop those black flames.
Tang San's body violently trembled as he fell from the sky.
This Hellfire did not merely burn his body—it also acted upon his