Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon

mask of ferocity.Tang Wulin's forte wasn't his martial soul, but his strength. He would raise his hand and punch with all his might.Another muffled thud echoed, but this time the force sent him reelin..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonroyed it, causing the evil soul masters to fall into disarray and silence. However, after tens of thousands of years, the evil soul masters have resurfaced. 。"Don't move." 。This is the Soul Saint from...