Just as everyone in the Clear Sky Sect united against their common enemy, Tang San stepped forward and, in an instant, arrived above the Clear Sky Sect.
The moment Tang San appeared, he unfurled his eight pairs of wings. Endless divine might burst forth. Apart from the Titled Douluo elders, every member of the Clear Sky Sect who had been filled with resolve just moments ago prostrated themselves on the ground.
Although Tang San's strength could no longer be compared to what it had once been, everyone present recognized him immediately.
The Seventh Elder, who had always been most at odds with Tang San's family, immediately roared.
"Tang San, what are you doing?! This is the Clear Sky Sect! Are you trying to rebel?!"
As everyone waited for Tang San's response, he merely shot the Seventh Elder a cold glare.
The Seventh Elder's expression changed drastically. He was sent flying backward and slammed into a nearby mountain peak. Billowing dust rose into the air, while several terrifying cracks appeared across the mountain. It was clear just how horrifyingly powerful Tang San's seemingly casual glance had been.
Tang Hao could no longer sit still. He had finally managed to make the sect accept him during this period, yet Tang San had immediately come to attack a sect elder. Wouldn't that make all his previous efforts go to waste?
"Xiao San, you—"
Before Tang Hao could finish, Tang San, who had always treated him with respect, suddenly increased the pressure of his Divine Power, leaving him unable to utter another word.
Tang San stood in midair, expressionless, yet radiating a sacred and solemn aura as he slowly spoke.
"Father, I have broken through level one hundred and ascended to godhood. It is time for the Clear Sky Sect's rules to change.
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