"Yamero!"
With the muzzle of the Golden Luo Nine Cannons practically pressed against his mouth, Tang San's eyes were filled with terror. He could even smell that suffocatingly awful stench.
That day, Tang San could not help recalling the fear of being dominated by the God King-level Luo Sanpao.
Boom! Boom! Boom! ×3. Accompanied by nine deafening blasts in succession, yellow smoke spread across more than half of Phoenix Volcano.
Ma Hongjun watched the battle with a dumbfounded expression. Though it seemed to have gone on for quite a while, only three minutes had passed since the two sides began fighting—the amount of time Tang San needed for one round.
Even now, he had not figured out what was going on. How had Teacher Flender, Dean Liu Erlong, and Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang all come back to life?
Hadn't they all died of old age in the lower realm? Why had they appeared again now?
Ma Hongjun also felt deeply guilty over their deaths. If he had worked a little harder back then and inherited the Fire God's divine position, he could have brought his wife Bai Chenxiang and his teacher Flender up to the God Realm.
Thinking of this, he immediately looked up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle. The gusts created by Luo Sanpao gently stirred his red hair, while his eyes brimmed with sorrow.
While Ma Hongjun was wallowing in melancholy, Tang San's side... His entire body was shrouded in vast amounts of yellow smoke that lingered without dispersing. Only after a long while did it finally clear, revealing Tang San rolling his eyes and foaming at the mouth.
Not only that, but Tang San's entire body had been dyed a color—the golden hue of the Golden Luo Nine Cannons.
At the same time, after firing all