He bent down, picked Meng Yiran up, and let her lean against a broken wall nearby.
Although Meng Yiran had become his exclusive mount, after all these days of bed education, she had long since become his possession. Naturally, he would not allow his own belongings to be harmed.
Then, Ye Xuan's gaze fell upon Tang San.
He slowly walked over to Tang San and looked down at this so-called "protagonist" and "child of destiny," a trace of complicated emotion flashing through his eyes.
There was mockery, disdain, and a barely perceptible hint of wariness.
"Tang San, Tang San, you still ended up here in the end." Ye Xuan murmured softly, his tone carrying a touch of amusement.
"Unfortunately, in this life, Hell Road will no longer be the place where you make your name. It will be where you are buried."
Ye Xuan lowered his head to look at the unconscious Tang San. A playful yet vicious smirk curled his lips, while undisguised malice gleamed in his eyes.
The so-called "child of destiny" was now lying at his feet like a dead dog. This feeling of controlling another person's fate made him feel utterly satisfied.
Deep within the clouds of the distant God Realm, the Asura God's divine sense was tightly locked onto everything happening on Hell Road.
When he saw that ill-intentioned smile on Ye Xuan's face, his heart instantly leaped into his throat, and a powerful sense of unease surged through him.
That little freak who never did anything normally was definitely about to cause trouble!
Sure enough, the next moment, Ye Xuan raised his foot without hesitation and viciously kicked Tang San in the chest!
Bang!
A dull impact rang out as Tang San's body flew away like a kite with its string cut, plunging straight