"Su Chen, what nonsense are you talking about? When did I ever try to kill you?" Tang San asked, playing dumb despite knowing perfectly well.
"Oh~ fine, I'm talking nonsense!" Su Chen said coolly.
"Su Chen, I was the one who lost at the Great Soul Arena. How could I have tried to kill you? From what I remember, you aren't such a heartless person. Is there some misunderstanding between us?" Tang San scanned his surroundings. He had already noticed that, besides Su Chen and Zhang Ping, there were six middle-aged men with powerful auras present. Tang San knew that a single wrong move today could cost him his life.
"Enough nonsense. Ghost Elder, help me capture him! And watch out for his hidden weapons!" Su Chen ordered, adding a warning.
"All right." Ghost Douluo nodded.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Against a Titled Douluo, Tang San was no match for Ghost Douluo. Even when he used his hidden weapons, Su Chen's warning ensured that he failed to stir up so much as a ripple. In just a few moves, Ghost Douluo captured him.
"Su Chen, what should we do with him?" Ghost Douluo asked, gripping Tang San's hands and twisting them behind his back.
"Kill him!" Su Chen said sharply.
As long as Tang San was killed, no one would be able to stop Spirit Hall from unifying the land. Spirit Hall would produce three deities in the future. Without Tang San inheriting the divine positions of the Sea God and Asura God, who could possibly stand against Spirit Hall?
"All right." Ghost Douluo nodded. Black Soul Power surged and formed a spear, which he thrust toward Tang San.
Sensing the spear approaching from behind, Tang San's mind raced as he searched for a possible chance of survival. He was simply