A Bronze Coffin flashed past, and Zhang Sha's corpse vanished.
White Sea Eagle swooped down, then soared back into the air with Jiang Hai.
The turn of events came too quickly.
Red Talisman, Poison Locust, and Evil Tiger hastily retreated, warily watching White Sea Eagle soaring overhead-or rather, the figure on his back.
The God of White Sea Eagle.
"God of White Sea Eagle, the Blue Silver Saintess has over five hundred Holy Spirit Tokens on her. She's already gravely wounded. If we kill her, the four of us can divide her tokens equally. What do you say?" After a moment's silence, Red Talisman called out.
Covered in wounds, Tang Ya watched White Sea Eagle flying overhead with an icy gaze. One hand rested on the Blue Silver Overlord Spear for support, while the other lay on the Soul Tool at her waist, Twenty-Four Bridges on a Moonlit Night.
The poison in her body was breaking down, but a massive, bloody hole gaped in her chest, bleeding incessantly. Her clothes were in tatters, her flesh torn open. Her injuries looked utterly horrifying.
Just as Red Talisman had said, Tang Ya had little fighting strength left. After all, both Poison Locust's poison and Red Talisman and Zhang Sha's final strikes had been unleashed at full power under their Martial Soul Avatars. Even a Titled Douluo would have feared them. Surviving such an attack was already an extraordinary feat.
At Red Talisman's proposal, a trace of frustration appeared in Poison Locust's and Evil Tiger's eyes, but they could do nothing about it.
They had gone through a thousand hardships to defeat the Blue Silver Saintess, yet the God of White Sea Eagle had not only swooped in to reap the rewards, but also killed Zhang Sha. Had they been at their peak,