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The Soul Beasts charging at the very front mostly had around ten or a hundred years of cultivation. They were weak but the most numerous, making them the undisputed cannon-fodder vanguard. Even so, their fighting strength far surpassed that of ordinary people. They could easily defeat two ordinary soldiers at once, or even three.
But now, they met the greatest calamity of their lives!
A blue halo suddenly spread, and the Blue Silver Grass on the ground began growing wildly. Tang San was now the hall master of the Sky-Blasting Gang's White Tiger Hall. With the gang funneling resources his way, he was far stronger than before, and his control over Blue Silver Grass was more practiced.
Stalks of Blue Silver Grass as thick as buckets swept, entwined, and strangled like savage blue pythons, effortlessly harvesting swathes of Soul Beasts like a farmer reaping rice in the fields. Amid the Soul Beasts' screams, roars, and shrieks, and their severed limbs, a whirlwind of death seemed to follow Tang San wherever he went, sending flesh and blood flying across the battlefield.
Immediately afterward, a strange sight appeared. Soul Rings, mostly white and yellow, rose one after another from the corpses of the slaughtered Soul Beasts. Their densely packed numbers gave some indication of just how many casualties Tang San's single round of harvesting had inflicted.
Throughout Shrek Academy and the Sky-Blasting Gang, Yang Ming's name was so famous, his prestige so overwhelming, and his strength so great that people often forgot about the proud, battle-hardened warriors around him. They constantly stood beneath his radiance and were easily overlooked.
But now, on this battlefield where Soul Beasts and humans fought for survival, Tang San finally stood out. Even Beast God Di Tian