Late at night.
Inside the treasury of the Heaven Dou Imperial Family.
Tang San flitted past three layers of darksteel gates like a ghost. Silver needles coated in paralytic poison sent the guards here into unconsciousness.
His Purple Demon Eye gleamed with an eerie blue light in the darkness, sweeping across the treasury's dazzling array of rare treasures.
Yet Tang San's gaze did not linger on any of them.
His fingertips trembled slightly, his heart pounding wildly in his chest as he pushed his Purple Demon Eye to its limit and searched every corner.
The Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud—the key to inheriting the Sea God's legacy.
"It has to be here. It has to be here..."
Tang San muttered under his breath, a trace of barely perceptible urgency in his voice.
Time slowly passed, and the night gradually faded as the eastern horizon turned pale.
When the first ray of dawn streamed through the ventilation window at the top of the treasury and fell upon Tang San's bloodshot eyes, his entire body froze as though struck by lightning.
How could this be?!
Where was the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud?!
It was a national treasure passed down by the Heaven Dou Empire for a thousand years, a token the Sea God had left behind in the mortal world. It should have been enshrined in the deepest, most secret part of the treasury. How could it have vanished without a trace?!
He refused to believe it!
Yet he had searched every corner dozens of times over, and the result remained the same.
Nothing.
"Impossible... Absolutely impossible!"
Tang San's voice was hoarse and broken, thick with disbelief and bone-deep collapse.
How much effort had he poured into obtaining this treasure? How much pressure had he endured?
He had even risked being hunted down