Dragon God's Inheritance

What if this passage of scripture could generate some strange power and erase the last trace of karma Tang San had left in this world?

Yu Xiaoheng recited it over and over.

His voice echoed through the empty stone house, carrying an eerie tranquility.

Only when the last remnants of Tang San's presence in the stone house had been burned away by the lingering might of Heaven's Wrath Violet Fire, and even the threads of karma in the air had snapped, did he stop.

He opened his eyes and dusted off his clothes.

"This should make it foolproof."

He rose to his feet and looked out at the pitch-black night beyond the window.

The rear mountain of the Clear Sky Sect remained silent.

Tang Chen and Bo Saixi were still deep in meditation, utterly unaware of everything that had happened here.

They would never have dreamed that the future of the Clear Sky Sect, on which they had pinned such high hopes, had turned to dust in the wind tonight.

Yu Xiaoheng walked out of the stone house and looked toward the Clear Sky Sect's main peak beneath the night sky.

There was no killing intent in his eyes, only calm.

He did not take the opportunity to kill Tang Chen and Bo Saixi.

There was no need.

Those two were already finished.

To help Tang San forcibly fuse divine power, they had already depleted their life essence.

Now that Tang San was dead and their hopes had been cut off, coupled with their previous severe injuries, neither of them would live much longer.

As for the remaining ordinary disciples of the Clear Sky Sect—

Yu Xiaoheng likewise had no intention of launching a massacre.

He admitted that, in the end, he was still a modern man with a complete