"Enough! I lost this wager!"
Just as the Tang Hao brothers were at a critical moment, Tang San finally could no longer endure it and let out a furious roar. He swung the Asura Demonic Sword in his hand, bringing this tragic family melodrama to an end.
Bo Saixi's eyes shifted, but in the end, she chose not to act. Since Tang San had already conceded defeat, the agreement prohibiting intervention during the wager naturally no longer applied.
But Ah Yin, driven blood-red with killing intent, did not care about any of that. She had finally exhausted Tang Hao's Ring Detonation state and had intended to personally settle the grudges of the past. Yet someone actually dared to disrupt her!
"Let's see who dares stop me! All of you can die!"
Ah Yin roared furiously. The attack speed and number of the Blue Silver Overlord Spears, which already stretched beyond sight, seemed to increase once more beyond what the naked eye could perceive.
Impatience flashed through Tang San's eyes. His current strength no longer required him to grovel and humble himself, nor did he need to keep playing the dutiful son and worthy descendant. Divine Power erupted from him, directly restraining Ah Yin's attacks.
"Enough! Even if you are my mother, if you keep making trouble like this, don't blame me for showing no mercy," Tang San said coldly.
Only then did Ah Yin, who had been consumed by bloodlust, finally regain a trace of reason. The Blue Silver Grass that blotted out the sky rapidly contracted, as though everything that had just happened had been nothing but a dream.
Yet the ravaged earth bore witness to the brutality of the battle just now.
Ah Yin stared coldly at Tang San, the hatred in her eyes dense and utterly undisguised.