That's Right, Dad's a Lone Hero

Suddenly, an extremely intense emotion rushed into Tang Wulin's heart.

"Dad, Mom!"

The words almost burst from him. In the next instant, fierce longing surged out like a gusher, and for a moment, he felt as if his chest were so stifled he could barely breathe.

Tang Wulin did not understand what was happening either. Hadn't he reunited with Tang Ziran and Lang Yue? Why would he still miss his father and mother?

A faint gold lingered all around him. As Tang Wulin's consciousness gradually cleared, his entire mental state began to change along with it.

Everything before his eyes seemed to be vanishing, and the outside world faded away with it.

His surroundings were half real, half illusory, wreathed in golden light.

"Child."

A soft voice called to him.

Tang Wulin lifted his head with some difficulty. Deep in his heart, it felt as if something were about to explode...

A beam of golden light suddenly brightened before him, and a figure was slowly walking out from within that light.

The golden light and shadow were dreamlike and illusory, but that figure was extraordinarily familiar.

"Old Tang?" Tang Wulin's voice was a little hoarse. In this illusory world, it was as if his entire being had come under a tremendous mental influence.

But he soon discovered that today's Old Tang was different from before.

Today, he looked a few years younger than usual. He wore a suit of golden armor, his long blue hair falling loose behind him, with only two strands draped over his chest. On his forehead was a golden three-pronged helmet, and at its center, a brilliant jewel shone with dazzling radiance. In his right hand, he held a golden trident that seemed to symbolize boundless majesty.

Everything around them turned into a dark, starry sky,