"Fine! Then I agree. If you can defeat me today, you, Tang San, can acknowledge your ancestor and return to the clan, returning to Clear Sky Sect to cultivate!" Tang Yu sneered.
Tang San's face was ruthless. "Tang Yu! I was weak back then! But now, I, Tang San, am no longer the same. Do you think you can definitely beat me?!"
"In today's battle, I, Tang San, will definitely defeat you! Who wins and who loses—it's still unknown!!"
"If I defeat you, you have to return Xiao Wu to me too!!"
Tang San's fighting spirit surged.
In his view, both he and Tang Yu were Soul Emperors. With the powerful Hidden Weapon Technique he had mastered, he might not be unable to defeat Tang Yu.
Although Tang San was not absolutely confident, he at least felt he had a fifty-fifty chance. He had a chance to win!
"Xiao Wu?" Tang Yu shook his head and smiled. "You're still dreaming about that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soft Bone Rabbit?"
"She's right here!"
Many years had passed.
At this moment, Tang Yu finally revealed his current strength and realm before Tang Xiao and the others in the sect.
Soul Rings began to appear around his feet one after another—yellow, yellow, purple, black, black, red, red. Seven rings circled around him!
"Seven Rings Soul Saint!"
"Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings! He actually has two Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings!"
"Holy shit! Tian Na! As expected of the peerless genius of our Clear Sky Sect! Tang Yu! Tang Yu is way too terrifying!!"
"Brother Yu is awesome!" Tang Hu stared in shock.
"Brother Tang Yu is incredible!!" Tang Rou, the six-year-old little girl from earlier, along with all the disciples younger than Tang Yu, were utterly stunned.
Tang Xiao's expression turned incomparably grim. "How is that possible! How is that