Tang San frowned. This thriving scene made the desire for revenge in his heart waver somewhat.
He could not help recalling what Jiang Chen had told him in Spirit City: Spirit Hall's unification of the continent was meant to make it more peaceful and stable. It seemed that had already been achieved.
If he started a war against the Spirit Hall Empire, would these common people not be plunged into misery?
After hesitating for a moment, his expression hardened once more, and he said coldly, "At the very least, the upper ranks of the Spirit Hall Empire must die."
The hatred in his heart could not go unavenged. Then he could only kill those inhuman butchers.
As long as he killed Spirit Hall's upper ranks and selected a wise ruler, it would not affect the lives of the Empire's citizens.
Tang San was confident that if he forged the top-ranked hidden weapons of the Tang Sect, slaughtering Titled Douluo would not be difficult either.
Having made up his mind, he stepped into Shrek Academy.
An hour later, inside Shrek Academy.
"I give up, I give up! You really are Little San—still as freakishly strong as ever." Ma Hongjun lay on the ground, bruised and battered, complaining resentfully.
Dai Mubai's sleeves had burst apart, blood seeping from his massive tiger claws. Zhu Zhuqing, meanwhile, was bound tightly by several thick strands of Blue Silver Grass and unable to move.
Tang San gripped the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand. Its black hammerhead was covered in intricate white patterns—the Divine Slaughter's Domain.
With both the Blue Silver Domain and Divine Slaughter's Domain, he could easily handle Dai Mubai and the others in a one-on-one fight.
Ning Rongrong stood beside Oscar and could not help exclaiming, "Third Brother, you're so handsome I almost