Tang Chen

"Who is he? He's so strong." Xiao Wu watched the two fighting in the sky, her eyes full of curiosity.

Tang Hao had already revealed Qian Daoliu's identity to everyone, but no one expected that another person could contend with Qian Daoliu, Level 99.

"Using the Clear Sky Hammer, Xingyu's information is correct; they should be from the Clear Sky Sect. As for their identity, we can only inquire after Qian Daoliu completes the purification," Tang San said.

Tang Hao stood to the side, wondering if Qian Daoliu would continue to hit him, but when he saw Tang Chen's figure clearly, he trembled violently and subconsciously blurted out, "Master... Master."

"Grandpa?" Xiao Wu thought for a moment, "Isn't that Third Brother's great-grandfather?"

Tang San was equally surprised, never expecting this identity.

He had heard his father talk about the Clear Sky Sect, so the one in the sky was his great- Tang Chen!

"Ah--" The agonizing roar abruptly ceased, and the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King was completely annihilated.

The two people in the air simultaneously looked down.

"Young man, remember our pact, the Angel's Covenant," Qian Daoliu said, unleashing a Soul Skill.

A golden energy entered Wang Xingyu's body, forming something like a contract or agreement. Wang Xingyu could clearly feel its presence; breaking the agreement would backfire on him, but otherwise it would have no other effect.

After doing all this, Qian Daoliu flew away, glancing at Tang Chen one last time before leaving.

"Thanks, Old Qian." Tang Chen called out in the direction Qian Daoliu left. As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Daoliu flew even faster.

Without much thought, Tang Chen landed on the ground in a flash. His gaze swept over everyone, finally settling on Tang Hao, his voice tinged with a hint of melancholy. "Hao'er."

With a thud.

Tang Hao immediately knelt down, his eyes reddening, and said, "Grandpa, I'm sorry."

"What are you doing? Get up and speak. I sensed your presence in the Slaughter City before." Tang Chen took two steps forward and reached out to help him up.

But Tang Hao remained unmoved, tears finally falling. "Grandpa, I... I angered Father to death!"

"What!"

Next, Tang Hao recounted to Tang Chen everything that had happened between the Clear Sky Sect and the Spirit Hall over the years.

Hearing this, Tang Chen clenched his fists. "Damn the Spirit Hall, damn the Old Qian Daoliu! I never thought that after I left, you would be driven to this state! And the Clear Sky Sect... Sigh." This long sigh was filled with many emotions.

If he were alive, how could his son and grandson have fallen to such a state? The very power he built had even expelled his grandson.

However, without him, the Clear Sky Sect's strength was ultimately inferior to that of the Spirit Hall. This approach was a helpless move, and all that could be said could only be expressed in a sigh.

"Grandpa," Tang Hao said, his eyes filled with hope, "As long as you come back, we can definitely rebuild the Clear Sky Sect and avenge my father!"

"Sigh." Tang Chen sighed again.

He recounted his experiences over the years of participating in the Asura God Trial, being interfered with by the Rakshasa God midway, and being Parasite by the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King.

Now he has little time left to live, but unlike in the original story, he has more than a month left, not a week, probably because it was published earlier than the original story.

These days, his cultivation level will begin to decline because he can no longer withstand the Demigod body that has passed the Eighth Trial of the Asura God Trial.

The nine-headed bats also eroded his essence and soul. When he reached a certain level, he would die, with the estimated limit being a little over a month.

"Hao'er, go back to the Clear Sky Sect first. I will do my best to help you for the next month. After a month, I will go to fulfill my promise to an old friend." Tang Chen's expression was filled with regret.

This is probably why Qian Daoliu left directly. First, he sensed that Tang Chen didn't have much life left, and second, Tang Chen now had Demigod's body, which he couldn't defeat, so he decided to wait for the opponent's life to run out naturally.

"Um, senior, if it's the soul or the origin, I should be able to." A white Soul Ring appeared beneath Wang Xingyu's feet, and a white and Blue Silver vine extended from his palm.

Need to repair your soul? Isn't that exactly what you're looking for? As for the origin, sorry, the Martial Soul within the soul is also one of the origins.

With Tang Chen's discerning eye, he could immediately tell that this Soul Ring was unique and definitely not a ten-year white Soul Ring.

"Oh? And you are again?"

Tang Hao did not introduce Wang Xingyu and Xiao Wu, but only introduced Tang San.

Therefore, Tang San will be the one to introduce us this time.

He explained the three of them becoming sworn brothers, Xiao Wu's identity Soul Beast, and also introduced the Silver Moon Wolf Emperor and Big Yellow, saying that the Silver Moon Wolf Emperor was a relative of Xiao Wu's side.

Big Yellow crawled out of Tang San's Wishful Hundred Treasure Purse and stretched—since they were in the middle of a battle, they decided to let it sleep inside.

Tang Chen naturally sensed that the Silver Moon Wolf Emperor's cultivation level far exceeded 100,000 years, but he couldn't quite make out the details. The dog was with Tang Hao and the others, and they seemed to be familiar with each other, which is why he didn't make a move.

"Your Excellency, please accept my condolences. Your grandson also killed his son. Don't be too sad," the Silver Moon Wolf Emperor said.

"... Thank you for your comforting words," Tang Chen replied. The way the Soul Beast comforted him was quite unique.

Looking at the people, rabbits, cats, and dogs before them, Tang San and Xiao Wu felt a special connection. "Not bad, it seems your adventure is quite exciting."

After saying that, he glanced at Tang Hao. His grandson liked Soul Beast, and it seemed that his great-grandson also liked Soul Beast.

White vines Entanglement around Tang Chen's arm, and soul energy began to be transferred.

Tang Chen truly felt his soul and essence being replenished. "It can really replenish them?"

This is also why Wang Xingyu had never transferred all his soul energy to Ah Yin before.

He suspected that Tang Chen's lifespan was likely limited.

The original plan was that he could transfer Soul Power and life force to some extent, so that as long as Senior Tang Chen returned to the Clear Sky Sect, there would be no shortage of Titled Douluo to replenish him.

As long as I stay alive, I can repair myself once I break through to level 70 and use Divine Power.

I didn't expect that simply replenishing Soul Force would suffice.

Tang Chen felt his soul and origin being repaired. He closed his eyes and carefully experienced it for a moment, but still shook his head.

"Senior, what's wrong? Is it not working?" Wang Xingyu asked.

"It's possible." Tang Chen opened his eyes. "But I already have the body of Demigod, and my soul also belongs to Demigod. This kind of repair can only keep me alive, but it cannot stop the continuous decline in my cultivation level."

"Senior, don't worry, leave the rest to the younger generation," Wang Xingyu said confidently.

In terms of strength, Wang Xingyu felt that with the Clear Sky Sect joining the fray, it would be enough to stop the Spirit Hall's Soul Hunting Operation.

"Alright!" Tang Chen looked at the young people in front of him, his gaze sweeping over Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Wang Xingyu one by one. "The future is in your hands."

Without lingering any longer, the group set off for the Clear Sky Sect.