Sacrificing Clear Sky Sect

At the very front was Tang Hao.

Yet despite possessing Soul Sage Level strength, Tang Hao's face showed none of his usual domineering presence. Instead, it was filled with exhaustion and fear.

But he was still Tang San's elder brother.

The moment he saw Tang San lying on the ground, his flesh mangled and his divine armor shattered, Tang Hao's eyes instantly reddened.

He lunged toward the pile of rubble, trembling as he tried to help Tang San up, yet fearing that even touching him would worsen his injuries.

"Xiao San, how did you get hurt like this... That monster, he actually injured you this badly..."

Tang Hao's voice was hoarse.

Soon after, Tang Wei, the current Clear Sky Sect Master, stepped forward as well.

The imposing middle-aged man looked at Tang San's wretched state, his expression grim beyond words.

But he did not blame him, nor did he sigh. Instead, he crouched down and placed a broad hand on Tang San's shoulder.

"Xiao San, you have already done very well. You faced a monster capable of gravely wounding even Gods. The fact that you survived makes you the Clear Sky Sect's only hope."

Tang Wei's steady voice gave Tang San tremendous emotional support.

Several Clear Sky Sect Elders gathered around as well, their faces full of concern and worry.

"That's right, Xiao San. As long as the green hills remain, there will be no shortage of firewood."

"You are the most outstanding genius in the Clear Sky Sect's history. As long as you remain, the Clear Sky Sect will never fall."

"No matter what happens, everyone in the sect will always be your strongest support."

Listening to those warm words and seeing the elders' concerned, utterly sincere gazes, Tang San's eyes gradually moistened.

Warmth surged through his heart.

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