Tang San said indifferently, "I don't know the future of Hao Tian Clan, but I can be sure that tomorrow, a year from now, will be your memorial day."
The Blood Soul Axe Soul Sage shouted angrily, "Wait until you've beaten me before you talk big. Hear my command, everyone leave immediately, report to the City Lord about the revival of the Hao Tian Clan, go."
As he roared, he had already charged towards Tang San, the Blood Soul Axe in his hands gleaming. The black seventh soul ring instantly turned into a vast black light and merged into the axe. In a blink, the Blood Soul Axe in his hands suddenly swelled to the size of a wagon wheel, slicing towards Tang San with a strong scent of blood, like a red lightning bolt tearing through the sky.
