As Tang San released his Divine Slaughter's Domain, the crowd that had been restless moments ago immediately fell silent.
No one had expected this seemingly youthful boy to possess such overwhelming killing intent.
Tang Xiao did not stop Tang San. There was even a hint of pride on his face.
Using his ability to locate people by sound, Tang San immediately found the sect disciple who had spoken first, and the killing intent in the air gathered around him.
Shrouded in that cold killing intent, the man was startled.
But as a Direct Disciple of the Clear Sky Sect, he was no coward.
Black light surged in his right palm, and a one-meter-long Clear Sky Hammer appeared. Four spirit rings, two yellow and two purple, lit up around him.
"What? You want to have a little spar?"
Provoked once again, Tang San was furious, his eyes instantly turning red.
Seeing this, Tang Xiao suddenly shouted:
"Tang San, stop at once! Do not be insolent before the elders."
The expressions of several elders changed when they saw what had just happened.
They also realized that Tang San, like Tang Hao, possessed Divine Slaughter's Domain.
Tang San withdrew his killing intent and calmly bowed to Tang Xiao and the elders.
"Greetings, Sect Master and elders."
One of the elders said disdainfully:
"You are a third-generation disciple. Why do you not kneel when you see us?"
Tang San paused, then knelt anyway.
"Tang San is willing to atone for my father's sins and devote all my strength to helping the sect regain its former glory. I ask the Sect Master and the elders to permit me to Reclaim Ancestral Lineage."
The moment Tang San finished speaking, one of the elderly men flew into a rage.
"Reclaim Ancestral Lineage? You make it sound so