Seeing Tang San about to flee, Salas hastily said, "Tu Mo, take your Spirit Master squad and pursue Tang San. It doesn't matter if he lives or dies, just don't let him escape."
After all, Tang San was the true Fallen Spirit Master. Even if Tai Tan escaped, it wouldn't matter, but Tang San absolutely had to die.
Anyway, the Spirit Master squad Tu Mo brought were all just Spirit Emperors, and staying here would only get in the way.
"Yes!" Tu Mo immediately responded loudly, then shouted to the surrounding Spirit Emperor squad, "You, follow me."
With that, Tu Mo immediately led his men in pursuit of Tang San's direction.
"You dare!"
Upon seeing this, Tai Tan roared, and after activating his Spirit Avatar, he wrapped his hands around a nearby large tree, pulled it fiercely, and directly uprooted the tree.
Then, the Old orangutan that Tai Tan had transformed into swung the tree with both hands, throwing it towards Tu Mo and the others.
Bang!
But before the tree could leave his hands, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, followed by a flash of sharp cold light.
The large tree in Tai Tan's hands was instantly split into several sections.
"Old orangutan, your opponent is me!"
Salas smiled faintly, holding a green longsword in his hand, with a layer of crystal-like green glow attached to the sword, shining brightly in the darkness.
And on Salas's body, eight spirit rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black—circled, and a sharp aura erupted from his entire being.
Even if Salas had lived a life of luxury all these years, he was still an eighty-ninth-level Spirit Douluo.
To reach this stage, one must either have extraordinary talent or extraordinary perseverance.
And Salas was the former!
It was only because he had lived a life of luxury and sought enjoyment these years; otherwise, he might not have been unable to break through to Titled Douluo.
"Salas, you dog of the Spirit Hall, today I will risk my life to drag you down with me and avenge my deceased Old Master."
Tai Tan's gaze swept over the Spirit Saints around him, plus the Spirit Douluo-level Salas, a hint of despair flashed in his eyes, but it quickly returned to a fighting Spirit of facing death as if it were home.
Salas, listening to Tai Tan's words, naturally knew what he meant.
After all, the news of Tang Hao being killed by the High Priest in Spirit City had been widely spread across the continent recently, and Salas, as the Platinum Bishop of the Heaven Dou City Spirit Hall, naturally knew about this news.
But precisely because he knew, upon hearing Tai Tan's words, he couldn't help but curse inwardly.
"Damn, what a stupid idiot. Tang Hao didn't even look at you guys, and you still call yourselves servants all day long. What a cheap hide."
At that time, the four affiliated clans of the Clear Sky Sect were implicated by Tang Hao, and as a result, they were purged by the Spirit Hall.
But what happened? The Clear Sky Sect sealed its mountains and ignored the four clans, and Tang Hao also hid, not bothering with the four clans, causing them heavy losses.
But what happened? Tai Tan, this fool, not only didn't turn against Tang Hao because of this, but he even kept calling him 'Old Master' and wanted to kill them to avenge Tang Hao.
"All of you, go! Kill this Old orangutan directly and send him to meet his dead master."
Salas roared.
Immediately, a fierce battle erupted.
On the other side, Tang San was being pursued by Tu Mo and his men, making him utterly miserable.
Although his spirit power level had broken through again during this time, reaching sixty-second-level Spirit Emperor.
But facing the encirclement and pursuit of a Spirit Saint and more than ten Spirit Emperors, even if he used all his tricks, he still couldn't escape.
At this rate, it was only a matter of time before he was caught.
Even now, he could only temporarily avoid being caught by relying on Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.
But this state, he could only maintain for a few minutes at most.
One must know that the current Tang San was not the Tang San from the original work. Since he hadn't awakened the Blue Silver Emperor Spirit, he naturally didn't possess the terrifying spirit power recovery ability of the Blue Silver Emperor.
Furthermore, although he had reached sixty-second-level in a short period by utilizing the external Spirit Bone's devouring ability, his spirit power was incredibly unstable due to this, perhaps even slightly inferior to ordinary Spirit Masters of the same level.
If not for the Tang Sect's unique skills, he would have been caught long ago.
However, it must be said that Tang San's combat intelligence was extremely high, and during the time he followed Tang Hao, he killed many poisonous Spirit Beasts and extracted many toxins.
Using these toxins, he forged many Hidden Weapons in the Strength Clan.
After all, the Strength Clan was also considered a blacksmith family, famous for ironworking and forging, so they naturally treasured many ores.
Using these ores, Tang San forged many Tang Sect Hidden Weapons.
Although he hadn't refined top-tier Hidden Weapons like Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus or Guanyin Tear, he had prepared a Peacock Plume for self-defense.
In addition, there were various other Hidden Weapons, though not highly ranked, all coated with mixed poisons.
It was precisely by relying on these methods that Tang San was able to repeatedly escape death and even kill several Spirit Emperors with Hidden Weapons.
As for the Peacock Plume, he used it on Tu Mo.
The Peacock Plume was ranked third among the Tang Sect's internal mechanism Hidden Weapons. Although its power was not comparable to the Torrential Pear Blossom Needle and Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus, it was still not to be underestimated. Tang San spent a lot of effort, even utilizing the connections of the Strength Clan, to barely gather the materials and forge one.
However, this was barely enough to cope with the current situation.
Tu Mo was caught off guard and pierced by the Peacock Plume. Although he reacted in time, his body was still pierced, and he was severely wounded.
With Tu Mo, the biggest threat, gone, Tang San finally managed to catch his breath.
But even so, Tang San was still in a sorry state. Under the encirclement of the Spirit Emperor squad, he was ultimately forced into a dead end, covered in blood, looking like a dead man.
"Am I... am I going to die?"
Tang San lay on the ground in the deep pit his body had created, his left arm and both legs severed, his life hanging by a thread.
Tang San could already feel his eyelids trembling, feeling incredibly heavy, and his life force rapidly draining away.
Now, he really wanted to close his eyes.
But he knew very well that once he closed his eyes, he would never open them again.
But...
He really couldn't hold on anymore!
Intense unwillingness filled Tang San's heart; he didn't want to die yet!
Just then, a cold voice suddenly sounded in his ear, like booming thunder.
"Useless!"
In an instant, Tang San's eyes, which were about to close, opened a fraction wider.
A blood-red pillar of light suddenly appeared in the sky, and a tall, majestic man in blood-red armor emerged from the light pillar, walking down from the sky step by step.
Everyone at this moment was staring dumbfounded at the scene before them.
In a moment, the tall man in blood-red armor had already walked in front of Tang San, then looked down at Tang San with a disdainful gaze.
The Spirit Hall Spirit Masters chasing Tang San witnessed this scene and felt the chilling aura emanating from the blood-armored man, unable to help but shiver all over.
Before they could make any move, the blood-armored man suddenly spoke faintly.
"Although he is useless, he is ultimately the one chosen by me. How can mere mortals like you kill him?"
"You have committed the sin of blasphemy against a god. I sentence you all—"
"To death!"
Before the words finished, blood light shot into the sky!