A Son Dooms His Father, Reuniting Father and Son

Tai Nuo's furious roar shook the earth and mountains.

But when his gaze passed over the wreckage strewn across the ground and landed on Su Yu's face, his crimson pupils suddenly contracted, and the aura around him changed sharply.

Qian Xunji.

That face, those brows and eyes, and that aloof, indifferent posture looking down from above.

Tai Nuo's breathing stopped instantly. He even unconsciously took half a step back, and the voice squeezed from his throat came out distorted:

"Q-Qian Xunji... You're Qian Xunji?!"

Su Yu did not speak. He merely looked at him calmly, as though he were looking at an insignificant dead man.

Tai Nuo stared at him fixedly, his chest heaving violently as overwhelming fear and hatred churned his mind into chaos.

Qian Xunji was clearly dead, killed by Tang Hao.

Yet this face before him, a face almost identical to Qian Xunji's when he was young, made him feel as though he had seen a ghost.

"No... You're not Qian Xunji. Qian Xunji is already dead! No matter who you are..."

Tai Long shook his head fiercely and roared in a hoarse voice.

He lowered his head and glanced at Tai Long's corpse on the ground. His son's wide-open eyes still held the fear and unwillingness from before his death, while his rugged face was twisted beyond recognition.

Tai Nuo's eyes instantly reddened as grief and rage swept over him once more.

"No matter who you are, you must pay for my son's life today!"

Tai Nuo threw back his head and let out a long howl, his fists carrying tremendous force.

This punch was driven by fury.

Yet before his fist could touch Su Yu, a cyan figure cut in between them.

Azure Luan Douluo raised his hand and lightly struck Tai Nuo's chest with