Yang Ni finally couldn't hold on, and he asked in a trembling voice: "You... are you my father?"

The King of Hell, it should be said that it was Yang Wang nodding gently.

"This, how is this possible? My father already..." At this point, Yang Ni stopped suddenly.

He originally wanted to say, "My father is dead," but then he thought, this is a place of dying, isn't it the place where the dying person should come.

Yang Wang's eyes were particularly bright. Even though he had tried his best to restrain himself, there was still a red light in his eyes. Even with Yang Ni's current physical fitness, he would feel a little dazzling.

"Is your grandfather named Yang Qingshan?" Yang Wang spoke slowly.

"You are really my father!" Hearing the grandfather's name speak out from this person's mouth, Yang Ni finally could see that the person in front of him was his father.

No matter how he thinks, it is hard to imagine that the King of Hell is Yang Wang, his father who has long been dead.

But there is one thing that Yang Ni has never understood. It has been more than ten years since his father left him. Could it be that he has been living in a dying place during this period?

Now the father and son seem to have little difference in the level of last year, and Yang Wangduo has a majestic momentum.

Yang Ni suddenly had a thought, what would happen if both father and son could return to the real world?

Just when Yang Ni was puzzled, Bai Tong interrupted his thoughts: "Although I don't want to destroy the warm atmosphere of your father and son's reunion, I still want to remind you that the duration of this star gate is almost over. If you don't want to be trapped in the turbulent flow of time and space, you must make your choice as soon as possible."

"Select, what choice?" Yang Ni said inexplicably.

"Would you like to go back to Fengcheng Town or move forward with me?" Bai Tong seemed to be talking about something insignificant, but Yang Ni knew very well that his next choice would affect the entire place of dying.

"Is there any difference?" Yang Ni had to ask more questions to be on the safe side.

"When I go back, I will naturally continue the disgusting battle royale game and then work hard to become the top ten to leave Fengcheng Town. However, it is hard to say whether there is a Huangquan game since then. After all, all games require the owner's consent to be distributed."

After a pause, he continued, "And if I go forward, I will take you to the judgment hall. The master and the members of the judges should be there now. I am tired and I should have an understanding of the matter there."

The father and son looked at each other and replied at the same time: "Of course we are going forward!"

After saying that, the two of them laughed at the same time.

For Yang Ni, his late fatherly love made him feel warm. Although the two now look more like brothers, the flesh-and-blood connection cannot be broken by time alone.

Yang Ni was very wise to not ask questions about his mother. Logically speaking, they died together. If they were both extraditioned to the dying place, they would definitely meet.

But my father never mentioned it from beginning to end, it must be because of his reason.

Now Yang Ni is no longer limited to whether he can win this battle royale game. What he wants to do is to take advantage of this Judgment Day to return to the real world.

But before that, the first thing he had to do was to go to the trial day site and look for opportunities.

There is no doubt that Yang Wang had the same idea. The father and son met for no more than 5 minutes, but they already had this kind of tacit understanding.

"Okay!" Bai Tong seemed to have guessed the result, touched her beard and laughed: "I'll take you there now!"

As he said that, he poked the ground hard with a crutch in his hand, three inches into the ground, but soon countless tiny roots grew from near the ground and plunged deeply into the soil.

Immediately afterwards, the wooden crutch that could be held with one hand began to grow rapidly. Not only did it grow taller and taller, but it also continued to stretch out branches, and then the leaves sprouted.

However, in more than ten seconds, this originally inconspicuous crutch actually grew into a towering tree that was 3 or 4 meters long, and it looked like a willow tree.

"Come on." Bai Tong waved and invited.

Yang Ni and his son stood under the tree as they were spoken, but they didn't see any movement of Bai Tong. The branches of the willow tree began to grow wildly, hanging directly to the ground, covering the three people, like a giant green egg.

Yang Ni felt a flash of fluorescent light in front of him. He was about to ask, but in a blink of an eye, he saw that the branches of the willow tree began to shrink upwards and returned to normal.

At the same time, what appeared in front of Yang Ni was a scene of strange rocks.

There are all kinds of stone statues carved halfway through here, most of which are incompletely damaged. Judging from the appearance, you can vaguely tell that these stone statues should be divided into two categories: characters and cattle and horses.

"Where is this?" Yang Ni was not surprised by Bai Tong's methods. What he wanted to know more was where he was now.
Chapter completed!