ng Wulin's fist with another, channeling her soul power. 。In the midst of a deafening explosion, Tang Wulin stood firm, while Wu Siteng retreated three steps. 。Although her soul power was far weaker..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demon" 。"Not bad, huh!" Tang Wulin's brow furrowed. 。This low, muffled rumble should first be a beast herd, and then it should be a soul beast of considerable size. 。Otherwise, it would be impossible to pr...