A hair-raising sense of danger suddenly swept through his entire body.
Tang San's pupils contracted sharply as he stepped through Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.
He barely twisted aside, narrowly avoiding the claw lunging at him.
The figure missed and slammed heavily into the ground.
It actually smashed a sizable crater into the earth, its strength enough to leave anyone speechless.
But even more bizarrely, he sprang back up in an even more contorted posture.
Drool streamed from the corners of his mouth, his scarlet eyes fixed unblinkingly on Tang San.
"What... is this thing?"
Tang San rapidly stepped through Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, putting distance between them as a fine sheen of cold sweat formed on his forehead.
He clearly remembered that the bolts fired from the Godly Zhuge Crossbow had been coated in a lethal poison that sealed the throat upon drawing blood.
An ordinary person struck by a bolt would die within three breaths.
Yet this death warrior had not only survived, but seemed to have been injected with some bizarre power, becoming something nothing like a normal person.
Just then, several more low growls rose from every direction.
The death warriors who had fallen after being struck by hidden weapons climbed to their feet one after another.
Their wounds were rapidly healing, their eyes blood-red, murky drool spilling from their mouths.
Even more terrifyingly, their presence was actually stronger than when they had been alive.
The two Soul Kings forced down their unease and demanded through gritted teeth, "What did you do?"
Tang San slammed the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand into the ground and snorted. "They're your men, and you're asking me?"
"San, get back!" Dai Mubai shouted.
A White Tiger Splitting Light Wave blasted out, sending two mutated death warriors lunging at Tang San