At Su Ge's words, everyone looked up and discovered that, at some point, three figures had appeared in the sky!
The black-clad figure at the front wore simple clothes. Though he had tidied himself up, a trace of his former dejection still showed on his face.
The moment Tang San saw him, tears streamed down his face for the first time.
That man was his father, Tang Hao!
"Dad... Dad..."
Seeing Tang San so badly wounded, Tang Hao felt some disappointment that his son had failed to defeat Su Ge. But more than that, his heart ached for him.
"Elders, prepare to strike. End this quickly!"
Tang Hao drew a deep breath and turned to the two old men behind him, resolve flashing in his eyes.
Both elders had white hair, but they looked vigorous, and their clothes were finer than Tang Hao's.
Their auras could not compare to his, but the mere fact that they stood in midair proved they were Titled Douluo too!
"Don't worry. What trouble can a mere youngster stir up?"
The Fourth Elder stepped forward, a confident smile on his face.
Three Titled Douluo had come in person. What could a boy who was not even a Soul Saint use to fight them?
"A boy who only got this far thanks to a Martial Soul Mutation. Since you don't know what's good for you, I'll grant you death today!"
The Clear Sky Hammer appeared in Tang Hao's hand. His Titled Douluo aura erupted, sweeping across the entire square!
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!
Nine Soul Rings in all, including a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring!
The other two elders of the Clear Sky Sect released their Martial Souls as well, and a Clear Sky Hammer appeared in each of their hands.