The Savage Golden Generation

"Hu Liena?"

Tang San's brows abruptly furrowed, his eyes full of confusion.

"Her aura... why is it completely different from before? And Xie Yue and Yan—their temperaments have changed so much too!"

In Tang San's understanding, Spirit Hall's Golden Generation had always been arrogantly superior, radiating the confidence that none could rival them. They had never regarded any opponent as worthy of notice.

Yet at this moment, Tang San saw not their former arrogance in Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan, but an exceedingly rare caution and humility.

What unsettled him even more was that beneath that caution lay a deeply concealed streak of savagery.

Why did he sense savagery?

Because he himself was that kind of person. He too was accustomed to burying the savagery in his heart, revealing only a trace of it when faced with a life-or-death crisis or extreme fury.

But why had Spirit Hall's Golden Generation changed like this?

No matter how he thought about it, he could not understand?!

If he could not figure it out, then he would stop thinking about it!

No matter how they changed, as long as he successfully achieved Dual God Integration, the world would still be his!

Tang San raised his head, his gaze passing over the teams below and landing on the VIP seats behind the arena.

According to his memories from his previous life, the figures seated in the VIP section had always been fixed.

They were none other than Xue Ye, emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire; Ning Fengzhi, sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect; the two Committee Members of Heaven Dou Royal Academy; and Salas, the envoy sent by Spirit Hall.

But this time, the sight before him was entirely beyond his expectations.

The VIP seats were divided into front and