From Suotuo City to Skywater City, from the Blue Silver Emperor's Spirit Bone to the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, Fang Fan had beaten Tang Hao to one prize after another. Now even the Clear Sky Sect's survival hung in the balance because of him.
Tang Hao wanted to flay Fang Fan alive and tear him limb from limb.
"Oh, you're certainly full of hate."
Fang Fan stood with his hands behind his back. His white robes stirred in the dark-red waves of the Divine Slaughter's Domain, but his expression remained unruffled.
He looked into Tang Hao's bloodshot eyes, undisguised mockery threading through his calm voice.
"You schemed against your own wife. Why pretend to care so deeply in front of me?
"If you hadn't manipulated Ah Yin back then, why would she have sacrificed herself for you?
"If her Spirit Bone and seedling were still in your hands, she'd still be a seedling hidden from the sun. She wouldn't even get a little sunlight.
"And you have the nerve to bring her up?"
"You fucking—die!"
Tang Hao flew into a rage. He kicked off the ground and lunged at Fang Fan like a bolt of black lightning.
Bolstered by Asura Divine Power, the Clear Sky Hammer swelled to several times its size. Dark-red Asura patterns flowed across its black surface like molten lava, and it came down with the force of a falling meteor.
Fang Fan did not so much as raise an eyelid. At a thought, the enormous phantom of the Netherworld Saint Tiger Emperor strode out behind him.
The Ink-Blue Giant Tiger stood over ten meters tall. Five-colored patterns shimmered across its body, while the phantom Emperor Crown, formed from five kinds of light, gleamed coldly above its head amid the blood mist.
The entire sky seemed