"Even if I die, I'll drag you down with me!"
Tang Hao said coldly, enunciating each word.
With that, he let out a long roar and madly activated the last bit of energy in his body. In his palm, the decree trembled violently and began to burn, erupting with a terrifying aura that made people tremble.
The group of Saints who were rushing over stopped, and the joy on their faces froze.
Then, their faces contorted in extreme fear.
"Stinky ... Stinky brat, you ... What do you want to do?"
"Don 't! Don' t! Don't be rash!"
They stuttered.
The heaven monarchs from all four directions had a bad feeling.
They were nervous and began to retreat.
"My good disciple!"
A few shouts came from heaven's equal peak.
"Let's go!"
With a wave of his sleeve, he sent all of them out. Then, his body swayed and he retreated.
