Moonlight Pavilion

Tang Hao, who was standing guard outside Hell Road, suddenly sneezed. "..."

Tang Liu looked conflictedly at his smiling great-grandfather, then said without hesitation, "I jio think he's probably outside Hell Road right now."

Tang Chen's eyes lit up. "All right. My good great-grandson, wait here for me."

Tang Liu had just nodded when Tang Chen vanished from sight in a flash.

Tang Liu pressed his palms together. "I hope Dad will be okay."

The system suddenly cut in. "Starting off with the old Hope Project, are we?"

"Shut up!"

After Tang San and Hu Liena joined hands and made it through Hell Road, they went their separate ways.

Not long afterward, Tang San met Tang Hao, who had come to pick him up.

Then he looked at Tang Hao's bruised and battered face. "..."

Honestly, if Tang Liu had not been standing beside Tang Hao with a smile on his face, he would probably have immediately asked who had beaten Tang Hao into this state.

At that moment, Tang Liu had released his Ethereal Blue Silver Emperor martial soul, and the six Soul Rings around him left Tang San utterly astonished.

The red Soul Ring at the very end was continuously glowing, indicating that Tang Liu was using this Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Skill.

A vine from the Ethereal Blue Silver Emperor was also wrapped around Tang Hao's left arm.

It was precisely because of that Ethereal Blue Silver Emperor vine that Tang San noticed the bruises on Tang Hao's face rapidly fading.

But judging from how quickly the bruises were disappearing...

Just how savage a beating had Tang Hao taken earlier?

Tang Hao paid no attention to the complicated look in his eldest son's eyes or the laughter of his younger son, who had practically witnessed the entire process. Of