"Mayflies Shaking a Tree! You're all nothing but ants!"
Disdain flashed in Tang San's eyes.
He swept the Sea God Trident in his hand, unleashing Unfixed Wind Wave and neutralizing the attacks that blotted out the sky.
At that sight, everyone's expression changed.
They knew the Sea God was powerful, but they had never imagined he was this powerful.
Those Fixed-Mounted Soul Cannons had been prepared to blast their way through a city's defenses.
No matter how many Titled Douluos faced such a cannon bombardment, they would all die.
"How terrifying..."
"I never imagined he would be so powerful."
"Is this what a god is?"
Everyone sucked in a cold breath.
"Death to blasphemers!"
Tang San swept his trident again. Terrifying divine power poured down, turning into raging waves that surged toward the crowd.
The waves roared.
Wherever they passed, people were reduced to white bones.
They could not resist. There was no way to resist.
This was divine power. How could mortals possibly contend with it?
"What do we do?!" Ye Yulin cried out.
Kong Deming's expression changed.
"This is bad! He's coming for us!"
Jing Hongchen's expression changed.
He had sensed Tang San's gaze.
It was utterly cold, as though he were looking at dead men.
All three began retreating.
But Tang San merely waved his hand, and three water dragons emerged from the ceaselessly churning waves.
Under Tang San's control, they closed in on the three men from three directions.
There was no doubt about it.
What awaited them was certain death.
"We're finished!"
Jing Hongchen's face turned ashen.
Kong Deming and Ye Yulin looked equally despairing.
Tang San's strength was beyond comparison with ordinary people.
No.
Rather, it was beyond comparison with ordinary gods.
Now that Tang San had turned his attention to them, they had