Shen Cong's whole body trembled, the secret buried deep in his heart was like a fragile core, mercilessly peeled away layer by layer, revealing the most brutal truth inside.
As the words fell, Tang Qing suddenly transformed into a green-faced beast, growing sharp teeth, giant claws, and muscles bulging like hills.
He furiously opened his mouth towards Shen Cong, spewing a foul and rank breath.
The roar echoed through the heavens and earth.
"Ah—" Shen Cong suddenly sat up, the bamboo chair shaking violently, emitting a creaking sound.
It was just a dream!
Shen Cong wiped the sweat off his forehead.
Thankfully, it was just a dream.
The events that have happened can never be undone, but—
As long as time keeps silent, the truth will forever remain unknown.
He would be revered as the Great Xuan Master till the end.
"Dad..."
His son Shen Heying hurried to him, "Did you have a nightmare?"
"Yes, it's nothing."
