"He said he's my father!?" Tang San wore the exact same expression as Xiao Wu. This was simply absurd!
Tang San looked at Lin Yu. No matter how he looked at him, he could not match him with the figure in his heart at all! No matter what, he would never believe it.
Just based on his martial soul alone, his Clear Sky Hammer represented his identity as a disciple of the Haotian Sect. His father also belonged to the Haotian Sect; that was an indisputable fact. As for the Blue Silver Emperor, it was now unique to him and symbolized his mother.
"Xiao San, why are you still only a Soul King after all this time? Are your sister and mothers doing well?"
Tang San's soul power was currently at level sixty, though he had yet to obtain a soul ring. Lin Yu remembered that Lin San had already been in his thirties before he left. According to Lin Xingluo, time here seemed to have been accelerated by ten years. Yet he had only improved this much in those ten years?
Tang San was even more bewildered when he heard Lin Yu's words. Sister? I have a sister? Didn't my mother sacrifice herself for Father? And why did he say mothers instead of mother?
Tang San became even more certain that the person before him could not possibly be his father. He had probably mistaken him for someone else... but this was far too ridiculous.
Only then did Tang San notice that someone was kneeling before him. The Spirit Hall Spirit Sages around them had all vanished, replaced by scarlet blood splattered across the ground.
Who... was he?
"Mother turned into Blue Silver Grass!"
???
What was going on now? A Yin had turned into Blue Silver Grass? In