"Plane Master, Tang Hao?"
When Yun Qianzhao spoke those words, Gu Yuena in the distance frowned. She covered her wound, her face pale and her aura weak.
Yet she could not be bothered with her own injuries now. She stared fixedly at Yun Qianzhao.
"What did you... just say? The Plane Master—is Tang Hao?"
Hearing Gu Yuena's question, Yun Qianzhao's gaze fell upon her.
Gu Yuena's aura was frail at this moment. She looked as though even breathing exhausted her. He gave a slight nod and said to her, "That's right. The current Plane Master of the Douluo Continent is Tang Hao, the father of Sea God Tang San."
"How is that possible!!"
Gu Yuena roared, aggravating her injuries and immediately coughing up a mouthful of blood.
Her face turned deathly pale in an instant.
"How could this be... The Plane Master of the Douluo Continent has never possessed a true physical form for hundreds of thousands of years. It is the collective will of all things between heaven and earth!"
Yun Qianyue looked at the agitated Gu Yuena and said slowly, "But after Tang San became a god, things changed."
Gu Yuena continued to mutter, "How could he dare? How could he..."
What was there to dare?
Yun Qianyue looked strangely at Gu Yuena, who kept mumbling to herself.
At the side, Yun Qianzhao raised the Sun God Spear and said, "Rather than worrying about the Plane Master's situation, why not worry about your own? It seems... that is what matters most right now, isn't it?"
"Silver Dragon King, Gu Yuena! You have lost."
Upon hearing this, Gu Yuena could not hold back another mouthful of blood.
Gritting her teeth, she said, "If the Plane Master had not suddenly interfered, you would never have been my match!"
Yun Qianyue