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So Jiang Mu had been so thorough, so perfect, immune to attacks, and able to crush them with ease—but then who had been injured?

God Realm.

Tang San was undergoing an inexplicable experience. His body was changing in bizarre ways—cold one moment, painful the next, and even... poisoned?

"Hiss~"

Tang San scratched his head and lowered it to examine his body.

"How could I have been poisoned by something from the lower realm?"

Tang San briefly scanned his body and sensed the scorpion venom accumulated within him. His mouth fell open in shock.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

There were even some attacks. They did not hurt; to him, having become a godly body, even a Title Douluo's full-force strike from the lower realm was no more than a scratch. But...

But it was like a mosquito suddenly buzzing endlessly by his ear. Even if it only left a swollen bite, it was still incredibly irritating.

"Damn it!!"

Tang San used his powerful divine sense to probe the surrounding area, confirming whether there were any enemies!

Who exactly had cursed him? He still had no clue what to do about the remnant soul that had been split off.

And now...

His body was having problems again!

Tang San's eyes suddenly lit up at the thought!

Since something had gone wrong with his body, could he use the remnant soul to create another body and transfer himself into it?

And although the way he treated Tang Wutong was somewhat cruel, it could indeed make her stronger. It was like cultivating at double speed; then, by devouring and combining them, could he grow stronger?

His remnant soul had been split away by the curse and could not return anyway. He might as well treat a dead horse as if it were alive. No matter