At that moment, the entire arena fell silent, and so did all of Xingluo City.
Everyone could feel the sorrow in Su Yan's heart.
Ten thousand years, before and after.
Once, Martial Soul Hall Branches had spread across the entire continent, standing for its protection and helping everyone awaken their martial souls.
Now, branches of evil soul masters were everywhere instead, standing for evil and death.
The contrast filled everyone's heart with utter desolation. It truly was heaven on one side and hell on the other!
Su Yan seemed to have said nothing, never mentioning anything Tang San had done, yet it also seemed as though he had cursed eighteen generations of Tang San's ancestors.
No!
Su Yan did not need to curse him at all. Everyone who heard his account was undoubtedly cursing Tang San and Shrek in their hearts.
Such was the great tide of the world: long united, it must divide; long divided, it must unite.
You defeated Spirit Hall. Whether you were righteous or not, couldn't you fucking do something decent?
Never mind doing better than Spirit Hall had back then. Couldn't you at least maintain what it had achieved?
And now?
The flags of evil soul masters flew across the entire continent. Before the soul master competition, more than a thousand of them had even been able to gather in Xingluo City, preparing to commit atrocities.
That dog Tang San might as well have been dead!
Out on the street.
A commoner hawker suddenly cursed aloud:
"Fuck Tang San! What a load of shit that Shitrek is! The world's number one academy? Aren't they just utterly useless?"
Once the first person spoke up, countless others began complaining and cursing.
"Exactly! Only accepts geniuses, my ass! It's an academy of useless trash!"
"Goddammit, if we'd known