Palm Binds Tang San

"Rat, you are but a mere Divine Official, yet you dare to address this Fire Buddha by name?"

Feng Yan held Tang San's divine consciousness out in front of him. "Tang San is in my hands now. Commit suicide on the spot, or I cannot guarantee your son's safety."

Long before he arrived, he had activated his ancestral skill—Sneak Attack + Backstab—and slapped Little Scumbag across the face right then and there.

In truth, Feng Yan had been itching to make a move ever since he first saw Tang San's divine consciousness at the Clear Sky Sect.

However, he did not want to leave any trauma for the young Tang Wutong, and he had conceived a way to kill the man and destroy his heart, which was why he had let this wisp of Tang San's consciousness live until now.

Furthermore, one must know that this Fire Buddha was the most vengeful of all.

Ten thousand years ago, when Tang Hao was a Title Douluo, he had dared to harbor killing intent toward him before he had even grown up, and even secretly forced him to leave Xiao Wu...

This was crime number one!

Ten thousand years later, Tang Hao was a Divine Official while he was a First-Class God, yet Tang Hao showed such disrespect upon meeting, daring to address him by his name...

This was crime number two!

As for this third crime?

Feng Yan thought for a long time but could not come up with a charge, so he simply opened his mouth and slandered him:

"Tang Hao, ten thousand years ago, you took a fancy to the backside of the Martial Soul Hall Pontiff Qian Xunji, but Qian Xunji refused, so you colluded with the Rakshasa God to severely injure him, ultimately causing Qian Renxue to