The vengeance for his father's murder, the hatred of being killed himself, and the fury of having his wife and mother humiliated-even though reason told him this was no place to strike, even though there was no conclusive evidence, at that moment, the string called reason snapped completely.
"Bai! Qin! Chen!!!"
Tang San let out a beastlike roar from his throat. The Asura Demon Sword in his hand blazed with bloody light as he prepared to slash down regardless of everything.
At that hair's-breadth moment.
A hand clamped firmly around Tang San's wrist.
"Calm down! Senior Brother Tang San! Don't act rashly!!!" Ji Dong was drenched in sweat, practically hanging from Tang San's arm as he used every ounce of strength to stop the thunderous blow about to fall.
Looking at Tang San, whose eyes were blood-red and who seemed on the verge of madness, he shouted rapidly, "Killing him would be easy, but what about Lie Yan?! Lie Yan's fate is now linked to his, and their souls share an existence! If he dies now, Lie Yan's soul will scatter into oblivion with him!!!"
Those words were like a basin of ice water poured over his head, splashing hard onto Tang San's heart, which blazed with raging fury.
The Asura Demon Sword's bloody light froze forcibly in midair.
Tang San panted violently, his chest heaving. His bloodshot eyes shifted back and forth between Bai Qinchen's fearlessly smiling face and Ji Dong's anxious, pleading expression.
His killing intent had not faded, but heavier shackles had locked it firmly in place.
Bai Qinchen watched this scene, watching the Sea God and Asura God who had once stood high above everyone, arrogant beyond measure, now able only to rage helplessly before him and swallow his own bloodied, shattered teeth.
He laughed.
Laughing