Shi Hao Opens the Ten Heavenly Caves Again-The Wild Heavenly Emperor Has Returned. Tremble, Douluo Continent (1)

"Huff... huff..." Heavy breathing sounded especially abrupt in the stillness of the night.

Tang San, once a peerlessly proud genius, now panted like a stray dog as he desperately crawled toward the streets outside the imperial palace. His face was smeared with dirt, a stark contrast to his once handsome features, making him look utterly disheveled and pathetic.

His clothes were already tattered, and his body was covered in wounds from his falls, each one telling of the brutal ordeal he had just endured. Yet despite being utterly exhausted and miserable, Tang San's eyes remained wide open, gleaming with unyielding defiance. It was his struggle against fate, his unwillingness to accept defeat, and his stubborn pursuit of the future.

Every step was incomparably difficult, as though his feet had been filled with lead. Yet he had no intention of stopping. He merely repeated the motions of running mechanically, as if only that could ease the pain and confusion in his heart even slightly.

Only after completely leaving the resplendent grounds of the imperial palace did Tang San finally lose strength. His knees buckled, and like a collapsing mountain, he fell face-first to the ground. His body shook violently, as though venting the endless grief and rage within him. His hands clawed tightly at the earth, his fingertips digging deep into the soil, yet he seemed unable to find even the faintest strength to support himself.

The night sky was filled with stars, and a round moon hung high above, casting soft moonlight that made Tang San's miserable figure seem even lonelier and more desolate. He stared at the countless stars, his eyes filled with grief, fury, and confusion. He could not understand why, in only a few short months, Shi Hao—the person he had once looked down on—had become so