"What about my Immortal Herbs..."
"My Tang Sect!"
Tang San looked around. Forget Immortal Herbs—even the weeds were nowhere to be seen.
Tang San's eyes turned bloodshot, and he clenched his hands tightly.
The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, the Blue Silver Forest, the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud, and now the situation with the Speed Clan.
Why did he feel like someone was pulling the strings behind the scenes?
Tang San panted like an ox, his face flushed red. He was used to scheming against others after becoming a god. When had anyone ever schemed against him?
There had to be other reincarnators who, like him, knew how Douluo Continent would develop in the future...
Tang Hao glanced at Tang San with some displeasure.
But he understood him perfectly.
Just hearing about the Immortal Herbs made it clear how important they were.
"Ah, this is my fault. I focused only on cultivation and paid no attention to what was happening outside!"
Tang Hao sighed. Since he had left the sect, no one had been sending him intelligence from the outside. He could only occasionally hear people talking about Spirit Hall's progress in Nuoding City.
"Dad, could something have happened to the Strength Clan, the Defense Clan, and the Breaking Clan too...?"
Tang San thought of the worst possibility. These forces were the foundation he needed to rebuild the Tang Sect. If they were gone, rebuilding it would be a distant dream.
"Nothing happened to them!"
This time, Tang Hao had gotten smarter. He'd already made a point of asking around in advance.
Tang San breathed a sigh of relief. Good. Even without the Speed Clan, he could still rebuild the Tang Sect.
"Dad, who did this?"
Tang San thought of Spirit Hall, and Tang Hao did too. "Apart from