Tang Chen trembled as he raised a hand, as though trying to touch something. "Clear Sky Sect... I can't return. Bo Saixi... I can't fulfill my promise to you either."
His voice grew weaker and weaker, the life force draining rapidly from his body.
Tang San's body jolted, his face filled with shock as he hurriedly lowered the trident he had been holding aloft.
"You're Tang Chen? You're Tang Chen?"
He lunged before Tang Chen, desperately pouring the profound inner power of the Mysterious Heaven Skill into Tang Chen's body.
At the same time, the Blue Silver Grass Domain activated, and the surroundings instantly brimmed with vitality.
The Blue Silver Emperor Leg Bone skill, Wildfires Cannot Burn It All, Spring Winds Bring It Back to Life, took effect on Tang Chen, injecting immense life force into his body.
At last, Tang Chen's nearly closed eyes slowly opened again, and color returned to his face.
He looked at Tang San in confusion. "Asura King, you know me?"
Tang San dropped to his knees and nodded hurriedly. "My name is Tang San. I'm Tang Hao's son."
As he spoke, he raised his left hand, and a shrunken Clear Sky Hammer appeared in his palm.
Tang Chen smiled. "I never expected you to be Hao'er's son. So many years have passed... I never imagined Hao'er's son would have grown so much."
As he spoke, black light surged in Tang Chen's hand, and an enormous Clear Sky Hammer covered in dark golden demonic patterns appeared in his grasp.
Seeing this, Tang San no longer had any doubts.
Though Tang Chen's Clear Sky Hammer differed somewhat in appearance from Tang San's, that unmistakable aura of shared lineage could not be faked.
Tang San's face suddenly turned deathly pale. The old man before him—the Slaughter King