We Shall Judge the Sea God in the Name of Judgment, and Deliver His Verdict!

Before the gates of the Clear Sky Sect, Tang San, accompanied by Bei Bei and Tang Ya, finally set foot upon this familiar yet unfamiliar land.

He forcibly suppressed the killing intent in his heart toward the two beside him—his identity as the Holy Spirit Cult's Holy Son had already been firmly established, and turning against them now would be meaningless. For the time being, the two could still serve as his temporary assistance.

Tang San had already planned it out: first, he would communicate with the divine soul deep within the Clear Sky Sect, then immediately return to Sea God Island to begin the Sea God's divine trials. Only by becoming a god could he break through the layers of predicaments before him.

The moment he entered the sect's inner grounds, 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 whatsoever.

"Was that an illusion?"

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

Ever since Xuan Zi had tricked him into the Holy Spirit Cult, he had felt as though he was constantly caught in someone else's scheme, every step like treading on thin ice.

In a nearby courtyard, Wang Dong'er had been chatting with Xiao Xiao. Midway through her sentence, she suddenly stopped, her eyes fixed intently on the three figures ahead.

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

Tang San spotted Wang Dong'er at once, and joy rose in his heart. Just as he was about to step forward, Wang Dong'er flipped her wrist, and a pitch-black Clear Sky Hammer appeared in her hand. Dim light flowed over its surface, making