Night.
Deep in Blue Tyrant Academy, there was a secluded lake rarely visited by anyone.
The lake water was a deep blue, reflecting the drooping willows along the shore. It should have been an excellent place for quiet cultivation.
Yet at this moment, the atmosphere by the lake was oppressive enough to suffocate.
Tang San sat cross-legged on a smooth boulder by the lakeside, attempting to circulate the Mysterious Heaven Skill and cycle his Soul Power through his meridians.
But no matter how hard he tried, his mind was like a lake into which stones had been thrown, ripples surging everywhere and refusing to settle.
In his mind, two figures intertwined and flashed repeatedly like nightmares.
One was a tall, imposing figure who nonetheless carried an air of dissolute weariness and vicissitude. It was his father, Tang Hao.
He seemed to be silently gazing at him, his eyes carrying expectation, yet also a trace of... indescribable regret and silence.
The other was a charming and lively girl with a scorpion braid who was always calling him "brother, brother."
She smiled sweetly, her eyes full of reliance and trust in him. Her bell-like voice seemed to still echo beside his ears: "Brother... You'll protect me, right?"
"Father... Xiao Wu..."
Tang San abruptly opened his eyes. His originally clear eyes were now bloodshot, completely crimson, like those of a beast on the verge of madness.
Enormous pain, endless resentment, and the bone-corroding helplessness that burned his heart gnawed at his reason like venomous snakes.
"Why... Why must everyone leave me?!"
He let out an uncontrollable growl like an injured lone wolf. Clenching both fists, he hammered them viciously against the rock beneath him.
The hard stone cracked like a spiderweb beneath his Soul Power-infused fists. His knuckles split open instantly, blood pouring