Tang San could not begin to imagine what kind of mighty being could make him, a Supreme God, act in a certain way without his even knowing it!
He is an unseen presence. But what exactly does he intend for me? Tang San wondered.
In Huo Yuhao's previous life, Tang San had only begun contemplating such grand questions as the relationship between the cosmic laws and himself after the Douluo God Realm was dragged into a black hole by spacetime turbulence, where he met Chang Gongwei, who looked exactly like him.
Still, he clearly bears me no ill will! Tang San swiftly weighed the gains and losses.
I must draw his attention as much as possible! But that means the Divine Realm will inevitably have to make some sacrifices! Tang San quickly made up his mind.
As a Supreme God, Tang San knew very well that an elusive, unseen presence of this sort was fundamentally at odds with anything concrete-even a higher-dimensional world like the Divine Realm, which mortals could neither comprehend nor directly perceive.
Any attempt to capture certain traits of a presence that existed in such an elusive form was itself bound to provoke a violent backlash.
Who would bear that backlash? The Douluo God Realm, of course! Surely it could not fall upon members of his Tang Family?
Turning his attention back to the Divine Realm, Tang San looked at the gods with the expression of a cook eyeing meat on a chopping board.
Meanwhile, in the mortal world, although Huo Yuhao could sense the towering killing intent in the gazes that had fallen upon him over the past several days, his heart had never pounded as hard as it did that day.
An intense sense of oppression and tedium filled his heart. Fortunately, he rarely cultivated;