Now that Tang Yin had stepped away from the battlefield momentarily, he noticed that the number of casualties on his side was significant.
Those gods had killed many elders, and they had yet to show their full power.
'They are holding back because they want to destroy even the smallest of us...' He thought and felt that many of Red Thunder Sect's disciples had been destroyed.
Those little disciples who had been admiring him and trying to follow in his footsteps in the last few years, those female disciples who seemed to be crazy about him...
In many of them, there were not even traces left.
'That's why you're fighting so hard, even though your body can't take it anymore, huh...' Tang Yin thought, staring at her master.
'It's time to take things into my own hands.' He thought and threw one of his celestial hammers upwards.
