Subduing Tang Hao and His Son, Capturing Ah Yin

"No, Ah Yin!"

Ignoring the intense pain emanating from his lower body and the sight of Tang San falling to the side, Tang Hao got up, ready to fight again.

However, his body had already suffered serious injuries due to the shattering of his Martial Soul, and now those injuries, combined with the attack of anger, flared up again.

In this situation, Tang Hao vomited three liters of blood on the spot, then collapsed heavily. He then weakly cursed, "Feng Yan, you have no martial ethics! How dare you bully a mere woman!"

Tang San slowly stood up, gritting his teeth, and said, "Feng Yan, release my mother immediately... otherwise, once the Divine Realm is freed from the Space-Time Turbulence, my true form will never let you go!"

"Xiao San... aren't you the original body?" Tang Hao, who was seriously injured, asked blankly.

You have to understand that Tang Hao made an incredibly difficult decision to save Tang San.

"Father... I forgot to tell you, I am just a small wisp of divine consciousness, my mission is to escort Xiao Wu and Wutong down to the mortal realm."

This time it was Tang San's turn to be dumbfounded. If he were in his original form, would he still be so helpless, unable to even fight back?

Tang Hao's eyes, red with anger, glared directly at Tang San.

Divine senses? Escorting Xiao Wu and Wutong to the mortal realm? When he castrated himself just now, this son's divine senses didn't even utter a sound to stop him.

He was willing to risk his life for his Xiao San, only to find out Xiao San was just a fleeting thought?

Feng Yan watched this scene with great pleasure, and even unconsciously tightened his grip on Ah Yin.

"Uh-huh..."

Feeling uncomfortable Ah Yin let out a shy, muffled groan, a sound that felt like a needle piercing Tang Hao's heart.

Feng Yan was also taken aback by the soft moan. He had only slightly increased the pressure on his hand, but who knew that Ah Yin would make such a sound.

If he weren't the Fire Buddha who saves people from suffering, he probably wouldn't have been able to control himself.

"Feng Yan! What did you do to my mother!" Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, and the remaining divine power unconsciously burst forth.

Tang Hao tried to get up, but he didn't even have the strength to lift his hand. He could only hoarsely roar, "Ah Yin... are you alright? Feng Yan, you little brat, if you have a problem, come at me, don't touch Ah Yin!"

Tang San then angrily retorted, "That's right, Feng Yan! You take it out on me and Father all the time, but Mother has never offended you!"

"Oh, you guys are serious?" Feng Yan immediately became interested, as if he had discovered a new continent.

Look...

What did the Fire Buddha discover?

Feng Yan's lips curled up as he pulled Ah Yin in front of him towards his body, using just the right amount of force so that she couldn't break free but also wouldn't feel uncomfortable.

Ah Yin stumbled half a step after being pulled by him, and instinctively raised her hand to support herself on Feng Yan's chest to barely steady herself, but the posture looked particularly ambiguous.

She looked up, her gaze meeting Feng Yan's, who was standing inches away from her. For a moment, the air seemed to freeze as their eyes met.

Ah Yin wanted to resist, but she was just a Divine Official; how could she possibly break free from the control of a First-Level Main God?

She tried to create some distance by placing her hands on Feng Yan's chest, but was stunned by the intense heat emanating from his body.

Blue Silver Emperor belongs to the Wood element, and Fire overcomes Wood. This is similar to the suppression of Heaven and Earth, which cannot be overcome by willpower alone.

Ah Yin bit her lower lip, turned her head, and realized that her family had no chance against Feng Yan. So she whispered, "Xiao Feng, as long as you let Brother Hao and Xiao San go, I'll do anything..."

Before she could finish speaking, Feng Yan, who had already guessed what she was going to say, immediately covered Ah Yin's mouth with his hand, stopping her from speaking.

Do you really think that he, the dignified Fire Buddha, would easily fall for another man's wife? His actions are nothing more than a ploy to scare away Haozi and Little Scumbag.

"Feng Yan... you dare touch her, just you wait!" Tang Hao watched helplessly as his woman was held in another man's arms, unable to get up. He could only clench his fists tightly.

Tang San panicked too.

You should know that no one here can stand against God of Fire. If Feng Yan is really determined to mess with his mother here, then no one can stop him.

He and Tang Hao could only watch the live broadcast with tears in their eyes...

"Feng Yan, release my mother! I'll give you anything you want! I'll even give you the life of this divine thought!"

Feng Yan had been waiting for these words. He covered Ah Yin's mouth with one hand and put his other arm around her waist. His smile vanished instantly, and he said seriously, "Although my integrity does not allow me to covet another man's wife."

"Can..."

Feng Yan paused, then continued, "No one can guarantee someone's character. You two, Haozi and Little Scumbag, you know what I mean, right?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Hao felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He understood, he understood all too well; Feng Yan's general meaning was:

I can abandon my humanity, I can forsake being some kind of Fire Buddha, I can disregard the dignity of First-Level Main God, and I won't even consider the consequences. If you think I wouldn't dare touch Ah Yin, then we'll see...

Tang San quickly understood what he meant and hurriedly replied, "God of Fire, as long as you spare my mother, my father and I will be at your beck and call."

Tang Hao also said, "Feng Yan, Xiao San is right..."

Feng Yan loosened his grip, releasing Ah Yin, and clapped his hands. "Then let me see your sincerity."

"It's easy to make me stay still, Ah Yin."

"Tang San, I want you and Tang Hao to have a... homosexual relationship!"

Tang San collapsed instantly. In his previous life, he had lived for so many years and heard countless threats.

But Feng Yan actually wants him to have a homosexual relationship with his own father?

He had thought that Feng Yan would at most take his life, or force him and his son to kill each other.

Tang Hao was also stunned. Doing that kind of thing with his own son? Feng Yan wanted to hear it for himself—was this even human language?

But he was now at his wit's end. He couldn't get out, he couldn't fight back, and begging for mercy was useless; Ah Yin was still in their hands.

It seems that the father and son have no choice but to agree at this point.

After a long silence, Tang Hao finally managed to speak, "Feng Yan, are you serious?"

"If this is your only condition for releasing Ah Yin, then... I, Tang Hao, agree!"

"But I demand that you swear an oath by the God of God of Fire that after this is done, you will let my Ah Yin leave safely, and you will not harm her in any way, nor will you reveal this matter to anyone who is not present."

Tang San immediately objected, angrily retorting, "Father, I think you've gone mad! I, Tang San, am your own son!"

Seeing this, Ah Yin hurriedly pleaded, "Xiao Feng, I beg you, please don't do this. You and Xiao San grew up together after all."

"Although I don't know what exactly your conflict is, please don't do this. Just let them go, and I'll be your slave."

Tang Hao panicked and immediately tried to persuade Tang San, "Xiao San, Ah Yin is your mother! What you're doing is incredibly unfilial!"

"Besides... I've already lost that part of myself. It's me, your father, who's suffering. You're the one who's enjoying it..."

Forced into a corner, or perhaps remembering that he wasn't the one being rejected, Tang San stopped resisting and said with a pained expression, "Father... I... I agree."

Feng Yan, standing to the side, couldn't bear to see Tang San get away with it, so he added, "You, Tang San, are the one who got screwed up; Tang Hao is the one who's having a good time."