Tang San stood beneath the shade of the trees at Shrek Academy for a long time, so long that Xiao Wu could not help gently tugging at his sleeve. He came back to his senses, the anger in his eyes already suppressed, yet that obsession still scorched his heart like poisonous fire.
He silently told himself, the one who tied the knot must untie it; the root of every problem lies with Zichuan.
As long as he got rid of Zichuan, Huo Yuhao would return to the right path, Xiao Qi would come to her senses, and everything could return to the chessboard he had laid out.
At that very moment, Tang San's body suddenly stiffened.
An aura drifted over from the farthest reaches of the horizon, faint yet precise, like a key plucking a certain string deep within his soul.
That aura was not violent. It even carried a strange sense of harmony, yet Tang San clearly sensed two utterly different primordial powers within it—Destruction and God of Life.
These two powers, which should have repelled each other, were now perfectly fused together, like a double-edged sword radiating a suffocating pressure.
"Is that... Zichuan?!"
Tang San muttered in shock, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He had searched high and low, only for the answer to fall into his lap.
He had still been wracking his brains over how to find Zichuan, yet that brat had exposed his own aura!
Moreover, the power contained within that aura far exceeded Tang San's expectations. It had already approached the level of a Limit Douluo.
What made Tang San even more wary was that the aura was clearly fluctuating unstably, as though it were undergoing some transformation, some breakthrough, at its most vulnerable moment.
"Move!" Tang San did not hesitate. With a