Faced with the combined assault of Salas and over twenty Soul Saints, Tang Hao finally revealed all his Soul Rings, however unwilling he was to meet them head-on.
"Hmph, you think the likes of you can stop me?" Holding the Clear Sky Hammer, Tang Hao glared at everyone. When his gaze fell on Salas in particular, intense killing intent flashed through his eyes.
To catch the bandits, first catch their king!
He understood that principle, and he could also tell that Salas was the leader of these Soul Saints.
At that thought, Tang Hao hesitated no longer and immediately activated his Seventh Soul Skill, Clear Sky True Body. The phantom of an enormous Clear Sky Hammer instantly coalesced above his head. Vast Soul Power erupted from his body, rapidly making the giant hammer solid.
"Th-this aura..."
Across from him, Number Three stared blankly for a moment at the sight, then his face filled with shock. "As expected of the continent's number-one tool Martial Soul. It truly lives up to its reputation."
"Lives up to its reputation?"
"Reputation, my ass..."
Smack!
While Number Three was marveling, Salas glared at him from beside him, then struck him and barked, "Get in there right now! If you don't kill this bastard, I'll deal with you!"
"Yes, yes, yes, right away."
The blow snapped Number Three back to his senses, and he charged forward with the other good buddies present.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In an instant, over twenty Soul Saints unleashed their Soul Skills simultaneously, furiously bombarding Tang Hao.
Unfortunately, despite their frenzied barrage of Soul Skills, once their attacks reached Tang Hao, his Clear Sky True Body-a gigantic hammer-blocked them all, making everyone's expressions darken.
"Hmm?"
"Why are these fellows so weak?"
Seeing his Clear Sky True Body block everyone's attacks, Tang Hao