Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon

could no longer see clearly. 。Those who had been fortunate enough to secure tickets to witness this epic showdown in person were suddenly overcome with a profound sense of urgency. 。But just at that m..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonblue. 。Fresh air mingled with the humidity wafting from Lake Poseidon, making the earth feel alive. 。Tang Wulin stood on the academy's training ground, looking at the main teaching building in front o...