Guanyin's Tear, the Strongest Strike

Pain twisted Tang San's features.

Tiny beads of blood continuously seeped from the surface of his skin.

Forcing the fusion of the origins of two deities placed an enormous burden on his current body.

Yet Tang San still gritted his teeth.

He sensed the tragic aura emanating from the main hall plaza.

Tang San also saw Tang Chen and Bo Saixi, grievously wounded and fallen to the ground.

The sight of such devastation ignited towering fury in his heart.

"Yu Xiaoheng."

Empowered by divine power, Tang San's voice spread across the entire Clear Sky Peak.

His figure turned into a streak of light in midair.

The intertwined red and blue beam instantly crossed a distance of a thousand meters.

With a thunderous boom.

Tang San landed before Tang Chen and Bo Saixi, and a surge of air spread outward from where he touched down.

This airflow barely offset the Purple-Gold True Dragon's oppressive aura radiating from Yu Xiaoheng.

Tang Chen struggled to rise.

"Little San... run..."

Tang Chen's voice was weak.

The vitality within him had nearly been extinguished in the previous battle.

Bo Saixi supported herself with a fragment of the Sea God's Trident.

Her complexion was equally dreadful.

"You shouldn't have come out."

Bo Saixi let out a soft sigh.

She knew Tang San was their last hope.

But now, even that hope seemed destined to be extinguished here.

Tang San said nothing.

He placed his hands on Tang Chen and Bo Saixi's shoulders respectively.

The internal energy of the Mysterious Heaven Skill within him, mixed with traces of the Sea God's and Asura's divine power, slowly flowed into their bodies.

A warm current began repairing their injuries.

Although it could not restore their fighting strength, it at least preserved their lives.

"Great-Grandfather, High Priest, I won't leave."