Streaks of light tore through the air, appearing outside Xue Ye's bedchamber in the blink of an eye before resolving into muscular figures wielding massive hammers.
Boom!
Just then, the sky over Heaven Dou City gradually darkened. Beneath a blanket of black clouds, torrential rain poured down like a curtain of water, striking the buildings with crisp pattering sounds.
For a moment, an unbroken chorus of raindrops rang throughout Heaven Dou City.
Xue Qinghe's expression tightened slightly at the sight, but he did not panic. He snorted coldly. "I never thought the Clear Sky Sect would return. But with your current strength, do you really think you can contend with Spirit Hall? You'd be better off crawling back into your shells like frightened turtles. Perhaps then you could cling to life a little longer. If you dare return to the Soul Master World, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's fate will be yours tomorrow."
"I don't know what fate awaits the Clear Sky Sect, but I can say one thing for certain: this day next year will be the anniversary of your death." The corners of Tang San's lips lifted as he spoke coldly.
Xue Qinghe could no longer maintain his composure. "Attack!" he barked.
As Xue Qinghe's command rang out, the two elderly men behind him, Snake Lance Douluo and Porcupinefish Douluo, charged forward together, pouncing on Tang San and the others as swiftly as lightning. In midair, dazzling radiance mingled with incomparable soul power and erupted, nine brilliant soul rings appearing around each of them.
Against two Titled Douluos, Tang San had no business standing on the front line. He chose to retreat, his figure turning illusory as he slipped backward with Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.
"Trying to run? It won't be that easy."
Snake Lance Douluo gave