"All for one." Tang San's voice was almost hoarse as he shouted these four words, and the Bluesilver Emperor right leg bone's flying ability was activated, bringing him to the very front in the blink of an eye.
One could never truly understand the terror of a hundred-thousand-year soul beast until faced with one directly. He had encountered more than one hundred-thousand-year soul beast before—Da Ming, Er Ming, and even Xiaowu. He hadn't witnessed the extent of Xiaowu's hundred-thousand-year level strength, but regardless, Xiaowu was not a dominant soul beast by nature. As for Da Ming and Er Ming, he had seen their strength with his own eyes: even the Martial Soul Fusion of two Titled Douluos couldn't harm them.
And at this moment, the massive Demonic Whale below brought him an even deeper sense of dread. Haidel hadn't lied; the strength of this hundred-thousand-year Demonic Whale was absolutely above that of Da Ming and Er Ming—it was the true overlord of the sea.