C494 His Soul Dispersed

In the depths of Han Hao's brain, Tang Yu was in his adult form, while Han Hao himself was a mass of spiritual substance floating in the air.

The difference in combat strength between the two was like heaven and earth.

"A weak soul, what a joke!" Tang Yu said in a low voice.

After that, Tang Yu exerted force with one hand and easily ripped Han Hao's soul apart