All these years, whenever she thought of that dying infant in swaddling clothes, it was torture for her. Her child had been born a Supreme! It was all because she had failed to protect her own flesh and blood, allowing someone to dig out his Supreme Bone. His vitality had deteriorated, turning him from a divine child who could run and jump freely at nine months old into a frail infant who seemed barely born.
How despairing she had been. She and Shi Ziling had desperately sought remedies, searching the Ancestral Land for hope. They had gone to the Second Ancestral Land, then found the Stone Clan's First Ancestral Land. Unfortunately, the Ancestral Land had declined, and there were no hidden supreme deities there at all. They had no choice but to seek out Mount Eternal, only to be trapped there for more than a decade.
"Hao'er!"
The handsome young man also cried out. Large tears rolled from his tiger-like eyes. It was truly unimaginable that he could see his eldest son again.
Shi Ziling felt guilty toward Shi Hao. The joy of reunion, sorrow, surprise, bitterness, excitement—all of it crashed over him, leaving his expression completely out of control.
"Father, Mother, I've come to save you."
"Boom..."
Shi Hao was overjoyed, but he was distracted as well. He was struck directly by the attack of the Divine Flame expert and sent flying.
"Hao'er..."
"Brother Heng, help me suppress this false god!"
This time, he stopped acting like a coward and spoke up directly. "Haha, you should've said so earlier."
Shi Yongheng's figure flickered, and he instantly appeared beside the false god, exchanging a palm strike with him.
"Bang..." Then someone flew away—but it was not him. It was the old man of Divine Flame.
Strike while the iron was