Shinian laughed loudly, "You think you can withstand my Martial Soul with this? Young man, you are far too naive. If my Remnant Dream was so easily resisted, I wouldn't deserve the title of Soul Sage. Just wait and see. You will perish amidst extreme pain, and this pain will be a punishment you bring upon yourself."
Shinian's voice gradually became fainter, and everything around him grew hazy as if he was moving away or had already disappeared.
Tang San sat still, quietly gathering his Soul Power. Due to the continuous movement of the Blue Silver Grass around him, it was difficult to see the expression on his face from the outside.
Changes began to occur around him, and Tang San was shocked to discover that the Blue Silver Grass, which had been circling around him under his control, seemed to have disappeared. Although he could still sense their presence, they were no longer visible to his eyes.
