Thump! Thump! Thump!
Tang San's heart pounded violently, his hunger for power battering at his reason.
Power!
He needed limitless power!
Had the gap between him and Lin Nuo really grown this vast?
Even his gift of Twin Martial Souls had been ruined for one reason or another!
Enough!
He had truly had enough!
He never wanted to feel that helplessness again—the feeling of throwing everything he had at Lin Nuo, only to be toyed with in the end!
If he had been strong enough, Xiao Wu would never have sacrificed herself before his eyes!
If he had possessed overwhelming power, his father would never have died in Spirit City!
If he had already been invincible, what right would Lin Nuo, a mere native of Douluo Continent, have had to stand before him and swagger?
In the end, he simply wasn't strong enough!
In an instant, Third Brother's eyes filled with viciousness!
As long as he could gain enough power to catch Lin Nuo and crush him beneath his feet, he was willing to pay any price!
Otherwise, how could he avenge Xiao Wu and his father?
His deep resentment and killing intent poured from him, soon drawing the attention of a certain god who loved a spectacle.
A wisp of divine consciousness the Rakshasa God had left in Slaughter City clearly sensed the change in him.
After all, she had clearly detected the power the Asura God had previously hidden within Hu Liena.
And now the successor Asura himself had chosen was in trouble?
Had the tables turned on him so soon?
"The boy Asura chose is actually showing signs of falling?"
"Interesting. How very interesting!"
The Rakshasa God watched Tang San, and an idea quickly took shape.
"My legacy is here in Slaughter City too."
"A little tampering