And it was at that moment that Tang San, who had been blasted away a kilometer, returned again. Like a moth to a flame, he didn't give himself any time to recover. As soon as the momentum of being blown backward stopped, he launched himself forward once more. Nine rings had reduced to six, but his aura only grew stronger, the blue-gold flame wrapping around his body as the Sea God's Trident brand on his forehead burst forth with surging light. His entire being seemed to have entered a frenzied state. Qian Renxue had seen this state before—it was when Tang San absorbed three soul rings from the Thousand Heavy Ant Emperor Brothers simultaneously. Wasn't he just like he was back then?