Martial Soul: Be a Saint

The dark clouds on Wu Hao's face instantly disappeared, and looked at Wu Tianguang, smiling as he called out.    

A voice that spoke of their relationship sounded out through their 'Father'.    

"He, is actually Wu Tianguang's son, hu …"    

After knowing the relationship between the two, the officials of the imperial city were shocked. They gasped, while Zuo Feng's pupils constricted and his face changed.    

"Wu Tianguang's son? It is said that he has a son who went to the Martial Cultivation World to gain experience. Zuo Feng thought, and his heart tightened. If it was really him, then wouldn't he...    

The more he thought about it, the more suspicious he felt.    

Martial Cultivation World never comes from the mortal world.    

To be able to safely return after training within, he was definitely not an ordinary person. It was no wonder that fatty just now was able to defeat even their general.    

That was an easy explanation, so it wasn't strange at all!    

However, now that the Wu family had such a powerful martial cultivators, and it was even the young master of the Wu family, wouldn't they …    

For a moment, they looked as if they had met a great enemy, and stared at Wu Hao warily.    

"Long time no see. Why did you suddenly come back? Why didn't you inform me in advance!" The haze in Wu Tianguang's heart was cleared as he smiled and replied.    

Hearing that, Wu Hao tilted his head, his gaze sweeping across the imperial soldiers behind him, yet smiling faintly at him. He answered: "I would like to inform you in advance, ah! However, even if I notify you in advance, I'm afraid that you won't be able to welcome me! "    

"Ahem, that's true!" Wu Tianguang instantly coughed twice in embarrassment.    

The two of them cooperated quite well.    

At least, that was what Jia Ren thought. Their father and son duo singing the same tune gave Zuo Feng and his subordinates a lot of pressure.    

Just at this time, Wu Hao suddenly raised his voice, pretending not to know, he asked: "Father, what is going on?"    

"Sigh, it's a long story!" However, Wu Tianguang cooperated well and sighed.    

With that said, Wu Hao's face darkened. A tyrannical force exploded out from his body, smashing towards the Imperial City soldiers.    

Wu Tianguang, who was standing in front of him, felt such a tyrannical aura, his eyes immediately flashed with joy.    

If his son was strong enough, their Wu Clan would be able to escape the suppression of the Empire.    

This was a world where the strong were respected, and the empire had a clear understanding of itself, it was impossible to offend a powerful martial cultivators.    

After all, no matter how powerful the empire was, he was just a small country in the mortal world.    

Even if a Martial Master Realm Ranker came out, it would be enough to make them suffer. Thus, under normal circumstances, countries in the mortal world would not deliberately offend people from the Martial Cultivation World.    

"Father, tell me, what exactly is going on? To think that people would surround my Wu Clan so tightly that even water can't leak out. Tell me, I'll directly destroy him!" Wu Hao's face darkened, the domineering aura in his body soared to the sky and he suddenly said this.    

But just as Wu Hao said that, Wu Tianguang acted as though he was shocked and anxiously shouted: "Brat, don't speak nonsense!"    

"Humph, anyone who dares to offend my Wu Clan, however distant, shall be destroyed!" Wu Hao replied indifferently, causing Zuo Feng's heart to sink, he anxiously took large steps forward to welcome her.    

"I wonder what this Young Hero is called? I am Zuo Feng, a general of the imperial guards of the Sky Cloud Empire!"    

Arriving in front of Wu Hao, he anxiously cupped his fists and politely greeted.