200: Father and son meet again, for the desolate tower.

"Rebellious son! You dare—!!"

A roar filled with shock and fury exploded in the Void Realm like a clap of thunder!

A dazzling beam of Saintly Dao power struck with unerring precision against the phantom of the Heaven-Opening Giant Axe that Qin Wushang had manifested with his Heavy Pupil Divine Ability!

Rumble!

Amidst the deafening roar, the phantom of the Heaven-Opening Giant Axe shuddered violently, unable to withstand the force, and shattered with a bang.

A figure appeared as if teleporting in front of the pale-faced Qin Wuchen, blocking Qin Wushang's cold gaze.

The newcomer was tall with a resolute face, wearing a robe embroidered with dark gold cloud patterns, radiating the majestic pressure of the Saint King Realm.

Qin Zhantian!

The current Family Head of the Qin Clan, and the biological father of Qin Wushang and Qin Wuchen.

"Father!"

Qin Wuchen cried out, practically scrambling to hide behind Qin Zhantian, his face still filled with lingering fear.

The look he cast at Qin Wushang was full of terror and malice.

Qin Wudi's figure also flickered as he arrived at Qin Zhantian's side, bowing slightly with a posture that mixed respect with innate arrogance.

"Wudi greets the Family Head."

"Mhm."

Qin Zhantian's gaze swept over Qin Wudi. Sensing his incomparably thick God King Realm aura, a flash of satisfaction crossed his eyes, and a rare smile appeared on his face.

"Not bad. The God King Realm, a solid Foundation, and Qi and blood like a Dragon. You truly are the Qilin son my Qin Clan has poured its efforts into cultivating; your future is promising."

His tone shifted, his voice suddenly turning cold as he looked pointedly at Qin Wushang.

"Unlike some vile spawn who, by some stroke of luck, obtained a bit of Opportunity and achieved some minor success, then forgot their own name, showing no respect for their elders and acting with arrogant overbearance."

"Even going so far as to ruthlessly attempt to kill his own brother. He has absolutely no regard for human ethics or social order; he is worse than a beast!"

This indirect vitriol was practically pointing at Qin Wushang's nose and cursing him.

Ever since learning that Qin Wushang had not faded into obscurity after leaving the Qin Clan, but had instead made rapid progress, receiving various Heavenly Dao rewards, winning first place in the grand competition, and becoming famous throughout the Desolate Heaven Domain, an indescribable rage had been simmering in Qin Zhantian's heart.

A thing he had personally discarded, someone he had deemed a waste, had actually managed to reach this stage!

This was like repeatedly slapping his face, negating every decision he had made back then!

Qin Wushang hovered in the air, looking at that face below that was both familiar and strange. Hearing those words, his expression remained ice-cold.

"Qin Zhantian."

He spoke, his voice not loud.

"I've realized that you aren't just blind in the eyes and heart, but the thickness of your skin is truly peerless, unparalleled throughout the ages."

"It's no wonder you could produce such a thing. It's a direct lineage; looking at it this way, it's actually understandable."

"Presumptuous!"

Qin Zhantian was furious. His Saintly pressure erupted, causing the surrounding space to hum and vibrate.

"Rebellious son! How dare you speak to your father like this?"

"Who gave you the courage to address your father by his given name?"

"Have all your manners and filial piety been fed to the dogs?"

"Shut up!"

Qin Wushang's eyes suddenly sharpened, and his voice rose sharply.

"Who the hell is your son? Stop trying to claim relations here!"

"I, Qin Wushang, from the day I left the Qin Clan, have had no further connection with your Qin Clan or you, Qin Zhantian!"

"Bloodline? Kinship? Heh!"

"When you all joined forces to gouge out my Supreme Bone and discarded me like a dead dog, did you ever consider the words 'Bloodline kinship'?"

"I will say it one last time—get lost! Otherwise, I'll cut you down along with them!"

"You! You unfilial beast!"

Qin Zhantian trembled with rage, pointing at Qin Wushang, killing intent laid bare in his eyes.

"Fine! A fine severance of ties! You certainly make it sound easy!"

"Do you think blood relations are something you can sever just because you say so? How can the Laws of Heaven and Earth and the principles of ethics allow you to treat this like a game?"

His tone shifted, a cold, mocking sneer appearing on his face. "You repeatedly claim to have nothing to do with my Qin Clan. If that's the case, then why do you still covet my Qin Clan's Legacy treasure and take the Desolate Tower for yourself?"

"If you truly have such backbone and prospects, hand over the Desolate Tower right now!"

"That is an Imperial Weapon left behind by a Great Emperor of my Qin Clan. It is not something an outsider like you is qualified to hold!"

So it was for the Desolate Tower!

Qin Wushang understood clearly, and the look of mockery in his eyes deepened.

He wondered why Qin Zhantian had jumped out so proactively today; it turned out he was coveting the Desolate Tower, an Imperial Weapon.

It made sense. An intact Imperial Weapon was a Foundation for any Immortal Legacy.

The Qin Clan had lost the Desolate Tower for many years. Now that they knew its whereabouts, how could they not be tempted?

"Finally showing your true colors?"

Qin Wushang sneered and shook his head. "I was wondering why you were suddenly showing such 'fatherly love as heavy as a mountain,' coming out to protect your precious son. It turns out you've set your sights on my Desolate Tower."

"Your Desolate Tower?"

Qin Zhantian looked as if he had heard the world's biggest joke.

"Qin Wushang, have you lost your mind?"

"That is an Imperial Weapon refined by a Great Emperor of my Qin Clan. When did it become your private property?"

"Return it immediately, and this Family Head might... might consider past sentiments and deal with you leniently!"

"Past sentiments? Did such a thing ever exist between us?"

Qin Wushang's gaze was ice-cold.

"The Desolate Tower was indeed left by the ancestors of the Qin Clan."

"But the ancestors have spirits, and an Imperial Weapon chooses its own master. It chose me, so it is mine!"

"What the hell does it have to do with you or this current filthy, decayed Qin Clan!"

His words were neither humble nor arrogant!

"Your Qin Clan?"

Qin Zhantian caught the detail in his words and sneered repeatedly. "What? Now you admit you're a person of the Qin Clan? How laughable!"

"My Qin Clan has no room for a disciple like you who forgets his ancestors and is unfilial and rebellious!"

"Of course! If you can bring out the Desolate Tower and admit your mistakes to your father, I might consider letting you return!"