Tang San's expression froze in shock. Before his eyes, the Spirit Hall soul masters who had driven him into such a desperate situation exploded into clouds of blood mist in an instant.
Gulp!
The sight was so shocking that Tang San could not help swallowing, even temporarily forgetting that he was already on the brink of death.
Moreover, the Asura God's words left him confused and puzzled.
He was the person this man had chosen? What did that mean?
Suddenly, a thought sprang up in Tang San's heart.
Could it be that he had crossed over into this world because of the man before him?
The newcomer was none other than the Asura God!
After the Asura God's gaze lingered on Tang San for a moment, he casually waved his hand.
The next second, scarlet energy enveloped Tang San, and his severed arm and two legs visibly began to regrow.
At the same time, Tang San's aura instantly returned to its peak.
He incredulously felt the changes within his body, his face filled with disbelief.
"My... my injuries have actually healed!"
Tang San moved his newly regrown arm in disbelief, then performed a kip-up and sprang to his feet, his gaze falling upon the Asura God.
Just who was this man who had suddenly appeared?
Even a level ninety-nine Title Douluo could never possess such heaven-reaching power.
Could he be...
A god?
Only a god could explain the immense power possessed by this imposing man.
The thought flashed through Tang San's mind. Then, with a thud, he dropped to his knees before the Asura God, his expression sincere.
"If not for your assistance today, Senior, this junior would likely have died without even a burial place. I can never repay your life-saving grace. This junior only asks to serve at