Tang Chen stiffly turned his head. But no matter how he looked, Xuan Xiao was nothing more than a fourteen- or fifteen-year-old boy.
But what was that giant beast behind him? A pet? Why couldn't he sense any aura from it?
The Golden-haired Lion Mastiff had completely concealed its aura. It now looked like nothing more than an enormous dog.
All that could be said was that anything produced by the system was top-notch. As long as it wanted to, not even Tang Chen, a Level Ninety-Nine Peerless Douluo, could detect anything amiss.
Tang Zhen braced himself on the Clear Sky Hammer and knelt on one knee, gasping for breath. He looked at his father with bitterness written all over his face.
"F-Father... it... it was him."
Tang Hao also struggled to lift his head. His bruised and swollen face was filled with venom as he looked at Tang Chen and spoke haltingly.
"Grand... Grandfather, kill... kill him."
Seeing his grandson, on whom he had placed such high hopes, bleeding from all seven orifices, Tang Chen's killing intent erupted like a volcano. The pressure made even the surrounding air freeze solid.
The Clear Sky Hammer instantly appeared in his hand. Its nine Soul Rings radiated terrifying light as he glared at Xuan Xiao as though looking at a dead man.
Qian Daoliu took a step forward, intending to stop Tang Chen, but Xuan Xiao stretched an arm across his path and blocked him.
Then, amid everyone's dumbfounded stares, Xuan Xiao pulled a lump of metal from the Storage Ring on his hand. It was entirely black and had a tube attached to it.
He hoisted the metal contraption onto his shoulder and pulled the Hazard Trigger. A beam of energy as thick as a water barrel shot toward Tang Chen,