Within Tang San's sea of consciousness, Asura God knew upon hearing this that he had fooled this foolish boy from the lower realm. He could not help but sneer inwardly.
"Such a lowly ant, with such narrow horizons. The first thing he does is ask for things."
Yet on the surface, the phantom exuded an even more ancient and profound aura, his voice carrying the weathered calmness of one who had endured countless ages.
"Power, knowledge, and the path beyond godhood. Whatever mortals seek, I can grant you. Yet your soul is rather peculiar, unlike that of an ordinary person. With the aid of me, Venerable Asura, you will surely become a god in time!"
These words were half deception, half an observation made when Asura God's remnant soul had invaded him earlier. But to Tang San, they struck like thunder!
He can actually see the uniqueness of my soul? Could he know that I have memories of a previous life?
The lingering doubt in Tang San's heart was instantly replaced by immense shock and wild joy. An existence capable of seeing through his greatest secret at a glance had to be an unimaginable peerless expert!
But in an instant, he regained his composure, his body trembling.
Being from another world was his greatest secret. He absolutely could not let a second person learn of it.
When he had first taken Yu Xiaogang as his master, he had nearly dealt him a killing blow out of fear that the secret of his Hidden Weapons would be exposed. Yet this Venerable Asura had actually seen through it.
Tang San's eyes turned cold as he thought to himself.
This man cannot be allowed to live. Once I have gained enough benefits from him, I will definitely kill him.
Yet outwardly, he was