"Tang San!" Xu Ran said mildly, a trace of mockery flashing through his eyes.
No matter how fiercely Tang San jumped about, in his eyes, he was nothing more than a clown on a stage.
Tang San's life this time around was a joke. Xu Ran had stolen Xiao Wu, killed Tang Hao, Tang Chen, Tang Xiao, and Yu Xiaogang, and destroyed the Clear Sky Sect. Lan'er, Tang Yuehua, and Bai Chenxiang were all by his side, too. If Tang San's life this time around was not a joke, what was it?
Everything Tang San cared about had either been destroyed by him or become his.
It really was pathetic.
And this was far from over. Tang San thought he controlled everything, but in the end, Xu Ran would still crush him mercilessly.
No matter how powerful the secrets in Tang San's hands were, they could not surpass the system. The system was already something beyond this plane. However hard Tang San worked, he would remain constrained by this plane. He, Xu Ran, was born a dimension above Tang San. Under these circumstances, it was impossible for Tang San to beat him.
"Who is Tang San?" Xiao Bai asked in surprise.
She was perceptive and saw many things in Xu Ran's eyes. Clearly, Xu Ran loathed Tang San even more than he did the Sea God.
"Tang San is the Rakshasa God," Xu Ran said casually. Tang San had already become a god, but even as a god, the pressure he could put on Xu Ran was limited.
Tang San was destined to spend his entire life beneath Xu Ran's feet, unable to get back up.
But he would not kill Tang San himself. He would have Lan'er kill Tang San, so that Tang San could live in that shadow