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Chapter 111 Making the Father Kneel Before the Son
On the border of the Star Luo Empire, deep within the military camp, a chilling aura of rust and blood permeated the air.

Inside the commander's tent, a figure sat cross-legged, the chilling aura surrounding him almost tangible.

He was a middle-aged man, around thirty years old, whose gilded armor gleamed with a cold, hard luster in the dim tent.

His head, which was not wearing a helmet, was slightly lowered, revealing his angular features. His deep-set eyes held a sharpness like that of a hawk, while his thin cheeks exuded an indestructible strength as if tempered by steel. He was none other than the White Tiger Duke, Dai Hao, who was second only to the emperor in the Star Luo Empire.

"Boom——!"

Suddenly! A deafening explosion ripped through the silence, the dome of the military tent shattered like paper, and debris from wood and stone, mixed with the howling wind, rushed in.

Two dark figures, accompanied by the sound of air being torn apart, hurtled towards him like kites with broken strings!
"Who is it?! How dare you!"

Dai Hao's eyes snapped open, a cold glint flashing in them.

Kuiwei's body instantly swelled up, and his originally neat short hair stood on end, turning into black and white tiger stripes, as if a ferocious beast was about to burst out of his body.

Two yellow, two purple, and four black spirit rings suddenly rose from beneath his feet, unleashing a violent surge of spirit power as they spun, causing the floor tiles in the tent to crack inch by inch!

"court death!"

His roar was deafening. His right arm suddenly swelled to three times its original size, and the phantom of the White Tiger Martial Soul roared and took shape behind him, with each strand of silver-white fur visible and its fangs gleaming with a chilling light.

The eighth spirit ring suddenly lit up, and the tiger claws, sharp as knives, shrieked as they tore through the air, carrying a violent killing intent that could crush everything, and slammed down fiercely towards the falling black shadow!
This claw strike concentrated all his power; the full power of an 89th-level Soul Douluo's Soul Skill was enough to turn a hundred-meter-tall mountain into dust! Facing these two seemingly defenseless black shadows, this attack should have been a crushing defeat!

However, just as the tiger's claws were about to touch the shadow—

"Om-!"

An overwhelming force suddenly rebounded from the shadow! Dai Hao felt as if his arms had been struck by a ten-thousand-ton hammer, his joints making a teeth-grinding "crackling" sound, and even his eighth soul skill "White Tiger Annihilation Kill," which was only half-formed, was shattered!
He staggered back two steps, his arms numb, and looked at the dark figure on the ground with suspicion and uncertainty, his pupils suddenly contracting to needle size!
Those were none other than his own sons, Dai Yueheng and Dai Huabin!

The two men's bones were twisted at bizarre angles, their limbs were bent unnaturally, and their blood-stained clothes were torn to shreds, clinging tightly to their mangled bodies.

The faint breath was barely perceptible, as if it would be completely extinguished at any moment, clearly indicating that it was already exhausted and on its last legs.

The recoil that erupted just now was actually some kind of residual power within their bodies—a power that was both a constraint and an invisible barrier.

Otherwise, he would have already killed his two legitimate sons with his own hands!

"Yueheng! Huabin!"

Dai Hao was shocked, as if struck by a thunderbolt from the heavens, his blood seemingly freezing instantly.

His two sons were clearly studying at Shrek Academy, so how did they end up in this situation?!
His eyes were bloodshot, and he was about to bend down to check when a voice as cold as ancient iron ripped through the air, carrying a chilling sarcasm: "What, Duke White Tiger can't even recognize his own son?"

Before the words were finished, a figure slowly descended from the sky, its toes lightly touching the broken floor tiles inside the tent, without stirring up a single speck of dust.

He looked like a twelve-year-old boy, with a rather thin build, wearing the same school uniform as Dai Yueheng and the others, but his eyes were as cold as icy blades.

"Or is it that the great Duke of White Tiger intends to kill his own son with his own hands?"

Duke White Tiger did not answer him.

Because the moment the boy finished speaking, Dai Hao suddenly felt the surrounding air become as viscous and solidified as liquid mercury!

An indescribable, terrifying force suddenly pressed down on his shoulders, as if an entire mountain had crushed him, forcing this level 89 Soul Douluo to bend his knees and kneel down at the boy's feet with a thud. The dull thud of his knees hitting the ground was particularly jarring in the deathly silent tent!
An absolute sense of oppression I had never felt before! The almost solidified soul power within my body seemed to be frozen, unable to circulate even a little!
This is at least a Super Douluo of level 97 or higher!

A powerful figure! An absolutely peerless powerhouse!
"Who...who are you...?"

The indescribable feeling of suffocation made Dai Hao stutter as he spoke. He looked at the boy in front of him, whose forehead veins were bulging, but he couldn't budge that immense force at all.

The young man looked down at the White Tiger Duke, silently took out a 1.2-foot-long sheathed short blade from his pocket, and held it in front of the White Tiger Duke.

"I wonder if Duke White Tiger still recognizes this dagger."

A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips: "If Duke White Tiger has forgotten, I can remind you, my mother's name is Huo Yun, and as for my father—"

He immediately grabbed Dai Hao's head, making him examine the dagger before him closely, and said, word by word:

"I wonder which beast abandoned his wife and children."

"Yun'er?!" Upon seeing the dagger and hearing the name uttered by Huo Yuhao, Duke White Tiger's mind went completely blank.

Dai Hao struggled to lift his head, his gaze fixed on the boy's face, as if he had forcibly ignored the mountain-like gravity around him. The boy's features bore a striking resemblance to his own when he was younger!

"You...you are Yun'er's child? My child...this...how is this possible..."

Duke White Tiger was excited, his tone full of disbelief.

"How could you do such a thing? To harm your brothers and make your father kneel before his son—this is utterly rebellious!"

"My surname is Huo, Huo Yuhao!"

Huo Yuhao coldly interrupted him.

"Have you ever fulfilled your responsibilities in raising me? Do you even deserve to be my father?"

"You don't even know that I exist."

Dai Hao was immediately rendered speechless.

His mind was in complete chaos. He suddenly had a twelve-year-old child who wanted revenge on him, and this was beyond his comprehension!

"me……"

Looking at the man who had given him life, Huo Yuhao's eyes were as cold as ice.

"Dai Hao, you beast." He called him by his name, his tone full of contempt.

"Do you know that my mother is dead?"

“I…I know,” Dai Hao’s voice trembled, “but when I went back, all I saw was a mound of yellow earth. All I could do for Yun’er was rebuild her grave…”

Huo Yuhao sneered upon hearing this.

"Ha, repairing the tomb, what's the use of repairing the tomb? Do you know that even after my mother gave birth to me, she lived a life worse than a servant? And the one who killed my mother was this lawless little beast you gave birth to!"

As Huo Yuhao spoke, he grabbed Dai Huabin's head and forced him to look directly at Duke White Tiger!

"Tell him! Right?"

Although Dai Huabin was seriously injured at the moment, he did not dare to look his father in the questioning eyes and turned his head to the side.

"No... how could that be?"

Seeing his son like this, Dai Hao was struck as if by a heavy blow. His heart almost stopped, his strong back suddenly collapsed, and his eyes dimmed instantly, as if he were completely heartbroken.

"My son... killed Yun'er? Killed the mother of my other son?"

Upon seeing this, Huo Yuhao snorted coldly.

The next moment, Dai Hao felt the world spinning before his eyes. The terrifying gravity suddenly disappeared, replaced by a tearing sensation as if he were being forcibly pulled.

Suddenly, along with Dai Yueheng and Dai Huabin, who were barely breathing on the ground, the three of them were swept into a distorted space by an irresistible force.

"Om-"

Everything around him collapsed and reassembled like shattered glass. Everything was stripped away in an instant. Duke White Tiger could clearly feel that he was traversing a vast distance at an unimaginable speed.

In an instant, the movement stopped, and what lay before them was no longer a border military camp, but a magnificent mansion.

Duke White Tiger suddenly stopped breathing.

This is clearly his White Tiger Duke's Mansion in the capital of the Star Luo Empire!
In that brief moment, they had traversed thousands of miles, returning directly from the border to the core area of ​​the Duke's mansion!
"Pfft!"

Two heavy thuds sounded as Huo Yuhao casually tossed Dai Yueheng and Dai Huabin onto the cold bluestone slab, making a dull thud.

The two remained unresponsive, their fate unknown.

"Dai Hao, I want you to witness today how the entire White Tiger Duke's Mansion is wiped out."

"And this is all your own doing."

(End of this chapter)