The road to the Clear Sky Sect was mostly rugged mountain paths, with clouds and mist swirling around the cliff faces and a chill carrying bits of gravel in the wind. Tang San and Lin Zhixia walked side by side along a narrow trail. The former gripped the Ruyi Hundred Treasures Pouch, protecting Xiao Wu's true body, while the latter kept her Star Orbit Shadow Wing half-spread, her Star Breath Perception constantly sweeping the surroundings—both knew that this journey was not merely a return to the sect, but also an unseen test of their strength.
They had just rounded a bend in the cliff when an urgent cry for help rose from below. "Help! Someone, pull me up!" Tang San and Lin Zhixia looked down at the same time. A young man in the gray robes of the Clear Sky Sect was hanging from a crack halfway down the cliff. Beneath his feet lay bottomless clouds and mist, while the hand gripping the stone ledge was already slipping. The Clear Sky Hammer token at his waist swayed precariously—he was clearly a fellow member of the Clear Sky Sect.
"Blue Silver Emperor!" Without hesitation, Tang San's Soul Power surged. Blue-purple vines shot from his palm, winding down the cliff face like nimble silver serpents. He precisely controlled their flexibility, avoiding the sharp rocks beside the young man. Only after the vines had wrapped around the man's waist did he let out a low shout. "Up!" The Soul Power of a level 63 Control System Battle Soul King at its peak erupted, directly hauling the young man up from more than ten zhang below.
The young man had barely found his footing before clutching his arm and gasping for breath. His eyes were full of lingering terror as he looked at Tang