"Now you have nowhere left to run. Prepare to die!"
In mere moments, the undead legion sealed off every route of retreat Tang Hao had. Among them, Number Three looked the most excited, because... the poop he had gone to such pains to procure would soon come in handy.
The thought of Tang Hao's coming agony filled Number Three with anticipation.
"Enough talk. All of you, attack together." Nearby, seeing that Tang Hao was surrounded, Liu Erlong immediately ordered a joint assault. At the same time, she raised the Hell Dragon-Hunting Sword in her hand.
It's over. This time, it's really over!
Surrounded by enemies on all sides, Tang Hao felt utterly hopeless.
Facing over twenty Soul Saints taking turns blowing themselves up had already been more than he could comfortably handle. Now, with Liu Erlong, whose strength completely overwhelmed his, joining them, he felt nothing but profound helplessness.
Damn it...
It's all that bitch's fault. She actually ran off on her own!
Tang Hao suddenly thought of Ah Yin and the instructions he had given her while they were being hunted last night.
Bitch.
I told you to split up because I wanted you to lure that woman away so I could escape more easily. Who knew you'd simply run away, you damned bitch!
Tang Hao was both furious and utterly desperate. Still, faced with the combined assault of Liu Erlong and the others, he prepared to stake everything on one last fight, hoping to gain a sliver of a chance at survival.
"Great Sumeru Hammer Secret Art!"
Tang Hao forced himself to calm down, then focused his mind and bellowed, "First Soul Ring, detonate!"
Clearly, Tang Hao was using the Clear Sky Sect's secret technique, the Great Sumeru Hammer. This divine technique placed extremely demanding requirements on its