Seeing Huo Yuhao reveal such blatant killing intent toward him, Tang San had already lifted his foot half an inch off the ground.
That half inch was the hardest lift of his life.
Yet that half inch never became a full backward step.
Because Huo Yuhao's Asura's Eye had already locked down the space within a hundred zhang of him.
Tang San could feel an extremely condensed mass of spiritual power covering his head like a transparent net.
That net had no weight, yet its pressure made every hair on the back of his neck stand on end.
He shifted half a step left, and the net shifted half a step with him.
Tang San shifted half a step right, and the net shifted half a step with him.
God King-level spiritual power!
Now Tang San was thoroughly drenched in sweat.
And Tang San could also sense that Huo Yuhao was empowered by inexhaustible cursed energy and divine power.
This was not the sort of empowerment that had to be replenished after it ran out.
Instead, it proved that Huo Yuhao's meridians were practically connected to a river, a wellspring of power that would never run completely dry.
!
Tang San truly did not want to clash head-on with Huo Yuhao in this state.
Because that would put him at far too great a disadvantage.
"Huo Yuhao, calm down."
Tang San forcibly suppressed the urge to flee, wearing his customary gentle smile.
He kept his voice steady, as though speaking to a junior.
But his fingertips curled slightly inside his sleeves.
It seemed Tang San was extremely wary of Huo Yuhao in this state.
"There is no grudge between us that cannot be resolved."
"When you ascended to the Divine Realm, I even helped check whether you were in good