There was no other reason: Tang Hao saw Yue Guan and Gui Mei approaching from the other side of the sky. The entire heavens and earth had been dyed gold on one side and ink-black on the other by their Soul Power.
What was even more shocking were the Soul Rings beneath their feet.
Nine red—
After many years, Yue Guan and Gui Mei had turned all of their Soul Rings into Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring configurations.
They were practically on par with Tang San at his full strength.
With such Soul Ring configurations, Yue Guan and Gui Mei's Soul Power Levels were naturally not low.
They were merely level 99 Limit Douluos.
Of course, in the current Spirit Hall, that was considered low. Compared to Qian Xunyi's earliest three elemental true-form elders and those Soul Beasts, who had all become gods, they were only Limit Douluos. They could merely throw their weight around before these mortals.
"How... how could you possibly..." Tang Hao's eyes nearly fell out of their sockets in shock.
In his previous life, the two Spirit Hall lackeys he had looked down upon had actually encountered such fortunes. Tang Hao's first reaction was that it was absurd; his second was that he was seeing things.
"Hmph, this must be some trick of the eye. Watch me take you two down." Tang Hao swung the Clear Sky Hammer and directly unleashed a soul skill.
Soaring Heaven Strike—
The Clear Sky Hammer smashed toward Yue Guan, but Yue Guan merely lazily raised one hand and stopped the overwhelming blow dead in its tracks.
"This... this is impossible..." Tang Hao said hoarsely.
"Nothing is impossible. The gap between us is simply too great. To my eyes, your Clear Sky Hammer is nothing more than a little toy," Yue Guan said.