Douluo Continent, the ruins of Sea God Island.
Bo Saixi could no longer bear to watch. She closed her eyes, clasped her hands over her heart, and prayed endlessly for Tang Chen.
"Tang Chen, run! Tang Chen, you mustn't die there! Please, please don't die there!"
"I'm still waiting for you to come marry me on Sea God Island!"
Not far from the ruins of Holy Soul Village, Tang Hao's face no longer held its former calmness and composure. All that remained was deep unwillingness and despair.
"Grandfather, you mustn't die!"
"The future glory and disgrace of the Clear Sky Sect, the future glory and disgrace of the Tang Family, all rest on you."
"Even whether San'er and I can return to the Clear Sky Sect depends entirely on you, Grandfather!"
At Spirit Hall, Qian Daoliu's expression was more complicated than ever before.
Tang Hao was special to him. He was both a close friend and a rival, as well as an enemy.
So whether Tang Hao survived or died here, neither outcome was a good thing for him.
"Great Offering, don't forget our goal. The Clear Sky Sect must be destroyed. With Tang Hao around, the Clear Sky Sect cannot be eliminated. So right now, we should pray that Tang Hao dies at the hands of this Yu Clan cultivator."
Seeing Qian Daoliu's complicated expression, how could Bibi Dong not know what he was thinking? She lightly tapped her scepter against the ground and reminded him.
"I know. I know all of it. But that's Tang Chen. We've been through far too much together. I truly can't bring myself to be happy because of his death. Yet for Spirit Hall's grand cause, I also hope that this is where he meets his end. Sigh, so I don't even know