"Damn it!"
The blue silver grass beneath Tang San's feet suddenly burst apart.
His speed increased again.
Xiao Wu noticed the change in Tang San.
"Third Brother."
"I'm fine."
Tang San stared ahead.
"As long as we get into the valley, we still have a chance."
The masked man stood among the treetops behind them.
Tang Hao watched their retreating figures.
He had been following them for a long time.
Tang San's soul power far surpassed that of soul masters at the same level, and his blue silver grass martial soul possessed extremely powerful control abilities.
But those powers were useless before a true Titled Douluo.
Tang Hao did not kill them immediately.
Because he was waiting.
Waiting for Tang San and Xiao Wu to exhaust their strength.
And waiting for Xiao Wu to make her own choice.
Back then, Ah Yin had also completed her sacrifice in a desperate situation.
Spirit Hall's pursuers had closed in.
He and Ah Yin had nowhere left to retreat.
After a hundred-thousand-year soul beast sacrificed herself, a soul master could obtain a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring and a soul bone.
More importantly, the soul beast's origin would merge completely into the soul master's body.
It was a true transformation.
Back then, with the help of Ah Yin's sacrifice, he had broken through to the next realm in one stroke.
The Clear Sky Hammer had gained even more terrifying power as a result.
Now, Tang San needed that power as well.
Tang Hao looked at Xiao Wu on Tang San's back.
As long as Xiao Wu sacrificed herself, Tang San would gain a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring and a soul bone.
His blue silver grass martial soul would also change because of the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.
Only then would Tang