"This is the ocean! You land Soul Masters are nothing but landlubbers. Don't get too cocky! Kill them and show them what we Sea Soul Masters can do!"
With all pretense torn away, Haider no longer bothered hiding anything. As he spoke, he released his Martial Soul.
The moment his words fell, all eight men, led by Haider, released their Martial Souls and Soul Rings.
Brilliant Soul Rings appeared one after another, laying bare the strength of Haider and his seven companions.
Haider was a Soul King, his First Mate was a Soul Ancestor, and of the remaining six, two were Soul Elders and four were Soul Grandmasters.
Haider's thinking was simple. These were all youngsters around twenty years old. Even at the absolute most, their Soul Power would only be in the thirties. His men could easily take them down.
Watching their brazen arrogance, Tang San said thoughtfully, "I've checked. If they're Soul Masters, three people are enough to keep this ship sailing normally."
Generally speaking, people were rarely attacked while they were talking.
But Haider and his men were exceptions.
While Tang San was speaking, they had already charged over without the slightest sense of fair play.
"Brother Xue, how about we handle this?"
Tang San's expression remained unchanged as he calmly asked Xue Haicang.
"With pleasure!"
Xue Haicang spoke lightly.
The moment his words fell, crystalline blue light scattered across the deck, and strands of incredibly tough Blue Silver Vines silently emerged.
A piercing eagle's cry split the sky as a snow-white eagle several meters tall appeared behind Xue Haicang.
Yellow, yellow, purple, black, black-five Soul Rings rose from beneath Tang San's feet.
Meanwhile, Xue Haicang bore six Soul Rings: two yellow, two purple, and two black.
One Soul Emperor and one Soul King, with eleven Soul