Tears streamed down Xu Qing's face, and she smiled. Meng Hao's father and mother stood next to her, looking extremely excited and proud.
This was their son. Their Meng Hao!
As all of the Mountain and Sea cultivators burst with excitement, the Ninth Sea was off in the distance, battling with the Paragon puppet.
The Ninth Sea had been pushed to the limit in the fighting, and had shrunk down so much that it was no longer boundless and majestic like before.
Now, it appeared to be trying to take advantage of the commotion caused by the appearance of Meng Hao. The woman's face appeared within it as it began to back up as if to flee. At that point, Meng Hao looked over.
"Did I say you could leave?" he asked coolly.
His gaze struck the Ninth Sea like a physical blow. It began vibrating, and the woman's face filled with fear. His voice was like the magical law of Heaven and Earth, which instantly locked down the path of escape.
