Snake Granny Meng Yiran

He recognized this clean and efficient hunting style.

Precise, high-efficiency, leaving no loose ends, squeezing out all the value of the soul beast and floating away without even bothering to leave behind a complete tiger pelt.

It was identical to the aura he had felt from Xiao Wu back then, and identical to the aura he had felt on the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud.

He had finally broken through to Level 40 with the help of Asura God King.

He had finally obtained a heaven-defying soul ring choice, finally feeling that he was one step closer to that man.

Yet that man had once again beaten him to it, once again hijacking the prey he had meticulously prepared and the fortuitous encounter bestowed upon him by the God King.

"Who did this? Fuck!"

Tang San's lips trembled, his voice hoarse and distorted, every word seeming to be squeezed out hard from between his teeth.

He clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles popping, and his fingers sank deep into his palms.

Fresh blood seeped from between his fingers, dripping onto the white bones of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger.

It mixed with the purple-black bone marrow, emitting a sizzling corrosive sound.

Red veins covered the depths of his eyes, and his originally delicate face became distorted and ferocious from extreme anger and unwillingness.

He could imagine that white-robed youth currently sitting in the pavilion of Skywater Academy, holding beauties in his arms, enjoying their service while tallying up the spoils of war that should have belonged to him.

Yet he could only stand in this messy hunting ground, facing a pile of bones gnawed clean by others, like a fool being played for a fool.

On the other side of the Star Dou Great Forest, Fang Fan carried Shui Bing'er