Tang Qing stepped inside.
Behind the waterfall lies a deep, secluded cave.
The cave was spacious, with hard rock walls on all sides. Water droplets dripped continuously from the cracks in the rocks, making a "drip-drip" sound that echoed in the quiet cave.
Only in the very center of the cave was there a small patch of muddy ground that looked out of place.
A faint beam of light struggled to squeeze in through a narrow crack in the cave ceiling, landing precisely on that patch of land.
On that land, a lone blue silver grass was growing.
No, that cannot be called growth.
Its leaves were withered and curled, exuding a deathly gloom, and the whole plant drooped, as if it would turn to ashes at any moment.
This is the seed of life.
This is the former Blue Silver Emperor, Ah Yin.
Tang Qing stopped in his tracks, his breath catching in his throat for a moment.
A surge of rage exploded within his chest!
"Tang Hao!"
"Is this what you call protecting her? Is this your love for her?"
"You've been using her from beginning to end! Using her sacrifice, using her life, to enhance your illustrious reputation as the Haotian Douluo!"
"..."
Tang Qing slowly walked to the Blue Silver Grass and knelt down on one knee.
He reached out, his fingertips trembling slightly, without even realizing it himself, and touched the withered yellow leaf.
The moment we touched, a sense of closeness originating from the depths of our blood flowed into my heart like a warm current.
That is an indelible bond between mother and child.
Tang Qing closed her eyes.
Streams of extremely pure life energy, carrying a faint golden halo, flowed continuously from his palm into the body of the Blue Silver Grass.
This is the source of his "life realm" power.
A miracle happened.
The withered leaves, at a speed visible to the naked eye, began to sprout a touch of new green from the roots.
Although still weak, the lingering death aura was eventually dispelled somewhat.
The blue silver grass swayed slightly.
A faint, yet incredibly gentle thought echoed in Tang Qing's mind.
"This is..."
"My...child..."
A blade of grass, which had regained some green, trembled as it lifted up and gently touched Tang Qing's fingers.
The gentle touch sent a shiver down Tang Qing's spine.
Ah Yin is confirmed.
This aura, this bloodline, without a doubt, is her flesh and blood!
Tang Qing's Adam's apple bobbed, and he called out softly in a voice he had never used before, almost like a murmur.
"Mother."
The Blue Silver Grass seemed overjoyed by those two words, all its leaves unfurling and gently caressing Tang Qing's cheeks and the back of his hands.
That was pure, unadulterated maternal love.
But this joy did not last long.
As if suddenly remembering something, Ah Yin's joy was instantly replaced by immense panic.
"Child! Run!"
"Get out of here! Tang Hao...he's going to kill you!"
"He wants to take your bloodline! My child, run away!"
"..."
Her thoughts became urgent and chaotic, and Ye Zi kept pushing Tang Qing, urging him to leave.
Tang Qing reached out her other hand and gently grasped the anxious blades of grass, calming them down.
"Mother, don't worry."
His voice was steady, carrying a reassuring power.
"I will take you away and truly bring you back to life."
Ah Yin's mind was filled with resolve and pain.
"No! If the price of resurrection is to harm my son, then I would rather never be resurrected!"
Tang Qing felt a warmth in her heart, followed by a sharp pain.
Even now, his mother is still thinking of him.
"None of these are needed," Tang Qing said.
Ah Yin's mind remained anxious.
"Child, you go first. I…I will definitely try to persuade him…You are our child too…"
This intense exchange exhausted the little strength she had just recovered.
The swaying of the grass blades gradually weakened, and the spiritual connection also began to falter.
Tang Qing knew that he couldn't tell her the whole truth yet.
Given her current weakened state, my mother simply cannot withstand such a blow.
The leaves of the Blue Silver Grass slowly drooped down, and Ah Yin's consciousness once again fell into a deep sleep.
Tang Qing knelt quietly for a while, gazing at the fragile Blue Silver Grass.
He bent down and made a vow in a voice only he could hear.
"Mother, wait for me a moment."
"Once I've sorted things out here, I'll take you away."
As soon as he finished speaking, he slowly stood up.
In that instant, all the tenderness in his eyes vanished without a trace.
Instead, a murderous intent, tangible and storm-like, took shape.
He turned around and strode towards the cave entrance.
...
When Tang Qing's figure passed through the water curtain again and appeared in the valley, the scene before him made his pupils shrink suddenly.
Not far away, a figure in emerald green flew backward and crashed heavily to the ground.
It is Dugu Bo.
Where Dugu Bo had originally stood, Tang Hao held the jet-black Clear Sky Hammer, exuding murderous intent.
In his other hand, he was clearly supporting a young boy.
Tang San!
Taking advantage of the moment he entered the cave, Tang Hao suddenly attacked and injured Dugu Bo, who was trying to stop him!
Tang Hao turned his head and looked at Tang Qing, who was walking out from behind the waterfall, a ferocious and smug smile appearing on his face.
"Tang Qing!"
His voice was cold and venomous.
"Now, I have successfully saved my son!"
Not only will you fail to take Ah Yin away, but you'll also die here!
"..."
Although Tang San, who was being supported by Tang Hao, was weak, his eyes were filled with pleasure and resentment as he looked at Tang Qing.
"Blue Silver King, you're dead!"
Tang Qing's gaze passed over the clown-like Tang San and was fixed firmly on Tang Hao.
The anger and killing intent that had been forcibly suppressed in the cave now erupted completely, no longer restrained!
The Blue Silver Overlord Spear in his hand emitted a buzzing sound, its tip pointing directly at the man in front of him.
"Tang Hao."
Tang Qing's voice was very calm, so calm that it sent shivers down one's spine.
"It's time to pay back what you owe!"
Tang Hao supported Tang San, his eyes fixed on Tang Qing with a sinister gaze. The smug look on his face slowly faded.
Tang Qing simply stood there quietly, the tip of his spear pointing motionless at Tang Hao.
His heart, however, was churning like molten lava.
Tang Hao, do you still remember him?
Tang Qing felt resentful. When he was just born, he was still an infant when Tang Hao ruthlessly abandoned him, leaving him to fend for himself.
Tang Hao also schemed against his mother, Ah Yin, and ultimately had no choice but to sacrifice herself to fulfill his reputation as "Haotian Douluo".
Today, everything will come to an end here.
To avenge myself.
I took back my mother, who rightfully belonged to me.
Let her truly come back to life!
How could the Blue Silver Emperor live in the shadows?!
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