Tang San? Set Off Some Fireworks!

At the sight of this, Yu Xiaogang and Flender's faces turned completely pale.

It seemed they were seeing the truth of this world clearly for the first time.

Reason?

Truth?

Emotion?

Resonance?

Before absolute power, none of it mattered!

"Only power is the true reason!"

Qian Renxue looked down at the collapsed Yu Xiaogang, her eyes filled with mockery, then lightly snapped her fingers.

In midair, Tang San's body suddenly began to swell rapidly.

His stomach expanded like a massive balloon being inflated, growing larger and larger.

His skin was stretched taut and gleaming, his veins clearly visible.

His eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets, blue veins protruded across his forehead, and his face was twisted with unbearable agony—yet he could not even utter a complete sentence.

"Qian... Ren... Xue!"

With the last of his strength, Tang San painfully forced those three words out of his throat.

"Boom—!"

A violent explosion erupted, shaking the entire military camp.

Tang San's body exploded in midair. Blood, shattered bones, and organs rained down across the ground.

The overpowering stench of blood was nauseating, splattering the stone slabs and spectator stands all around.

That familiar, brutal sight made everyone present swallow in lingering fear.

"Everyone, while inspecting the Spirit Master Competition, I happened to discover a remnant of the Clear Sky Sect and dealt with him along the way. That shouldn't affect the competition's normal proceedings, should it?"

Qian Renxue swept her gaze over the referees and representatives of the various sects, her tone carrying a meaningful hint of inquiry.

"No, not at all! Absolutely not!"

"You did exactly the right thing! That kind of beast should have died sooner, so he wouldn't contaminate the Spirit Master Competition grounds!"

"Spirit Hall has eliminated a menace for the people. We are grateful beyond words—how