Feeling the aura radiating from Tang San that somehow continued to climb relentlessly, the God of Destruction felt a fleeting, absurd sense of doubt about the entire universe for the very first time.
Actually, these were trivial matters; the God of Destruction should consider himself fortunate that he had no idea the world also harbored even more unreasonable emotional deathblows like the Mind-Winter Fist and the Thought-Winter Palm.
Tang San had already exercised immense restraint when he merely experienced a brief power surge upon seeing Xiao Wu get injured.
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