The Tyrant Descends

"As long as you help me breach Jialing Pass and destroy Spirit Hall."

"Then every soul beast in the Star Dou Great Forest, including the Silver Dragon King, will be your spoils of war."

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"I only want Spirit Hall destroyed. I only want the Qian Clan wiped out."

Tang San's voice was filled with temptation.

He knew exactly what these soul beasts wanted.

For revenge, he did not mind inviting a wolf into his home.

As for whether the Evil Eye Tyrant Lord would bring disaster upon the world afterward?

That was a matter for later.

As long as Tang San became a god, it would not be too late to deal with this beast then.

The Evil Eye Tyrant Lord stared fixedly at Tang San.

It could sense the towering hatred in this human's heart, as well as the ruthless determination to stop at nothing to achieve his goal.

It liked that scent.

"Good."

"I shall accompany you on this journey."

Red light flickered within the enormous eyeball.

"However, if you dare deceive me—"

"I will show you what it means to beg for life but be unable to live, to beg for death but be unable to die."

Tang San bowed deeply, the cold gleam in his eyes concealed beneath his lowered lashes.

"Pleasure working with you."

Outside Jialing Pass, the Shrek Allied Forces camp.

The camp was still shrouded in gloom.

The news that Tang San had fled in defeat after losing an arm had dealt a devastating blow to morale.

Quite a few soldiers gathered in small groups, quietly discussing whether they should desert.

Just then.

A blue-gold beam of light descended from the sky and landed before the central command tent.

Tang San had returned.

Though he still had only one arm, the