In the Name of Judgment, for the Sin of Verdict, We Judge

Before the gates of the Clear Sky Sect, Tang San arrived with Beibei and Tang Ya, finally setting foot on this familiar yet unfamiliar land.

He forcibly suppressed the killing intent he felt toward the two beside him—their identities as Holy Spirit Cult disciples had already been completely confirmed. Turning against them now would be meaningless. For the time being, they could still serve as his temporary allies.

Tang San had long made his plans: first communicate with that divine soul deep within the Clear Sky Sect, then immediately return to Sea God Island to begin the Sea God's divine trial. Only by becoming a god could he break through the layers of predicaments before him.

The moment he stepped into the heart of the sect, Tang San keenly sensed several sharp gazes falling upon him like needles.

He instinctively released his Spiritual Power to investigate, but there was nothing within his range of perception. No abnormalities at all.

"Was it an illusion?"

Tang San frowned deeply, and the vigilance in his heart grew heavier.

Ever since Xuanzi had tricked him into joining the Holy Spirit Cult, he had always felt as though he was trapped in someone else's scheme at every moment, every step as precarious as walking on thin ice.

In a courtyard not far away, Wang Dong'er had been talking with Xiao Xiao. Midway through her sentence, she suddenly stopped, her eyes locking onto the three figures ahead.

Following her gaze, Xiao Xiao froze as well—it was Tang San, Beibei, and Tang Ya.

Tang San spotted Wang Dong'er at once. Delight rose in his heart, and he was just about to step forward when Wang Dong'er flipped her wrist. A pitch-black Clear Sky Hammer appeared in her hand, dark light flowing across its surface. She was clearly