A Violent Father-Son Reunion

"Dad!" Lin Qi stared blankly at the burly figure striding down the distant street with his arms spread wide.

Blackbeard came just like that, a massive cigar as thick as a carrot clenched between his teeth, wrapped in a heavy black bear-fur coat, walking like an upright black bear. He swung his arms with easy swagger as he strode down the middle of the street, giving people the strange impression that even if a mountain stood in his way, he would smash it to pieces with his head.

Heavy, tyrannical, incomparably savage—Blackbeard rolled his eyes and expelled two thick streams of white smoke through his nostrils. The curling smoke shot dozens of meters away like arrows, carrying a piercing shriek through the air. It was clear just how far his cultivation had now reached.

With every step he took, the onlookers felt as if the ground beneath them were a soft cushion suddenly sinking in. Only after he had passed did it return to normal. He approached with an overbearing, savage Killing Intent about him, his huge eyes rolling as they flashed with vicious, brutal light, like a ferocious tiger that had been caged and stifled for years, desperate to kill something.

Yue Lengtu's body suddenly stiffened. Blackbeard was approaching from behind him, still several hundred meters away, yet Yue Lengtu already felt a savage, murderous aura enveloping him. What kind of Killing Intent was that? It was as if some evil spirit beast from ancient primordial times, a creature said to be capable of destroying the world, had suddenly appeared before him—and he himself was nothing more than a pitiful little mouse beneath its claws, too frightened even to move.

The Blood Qin Empire's southwestern frontier consisted of eighteen provinces. Beyond those eighteen provinces stood the sacred mountain where