Tang San tightly held Tang Hao, who was unconscious and barely clinging to life. Tears blurred his vision, and his heart was filled with endless grief, rage, and uncertainty about the future.
He hurriedly used everything he could, but Tang Hao's injuries were simply too severe.
Though he was still alive, he likely had only a few days left.
His mother had been a soul beast, sacrificed to death;
his father was grievously wounded and near death, reduced to a broken body missing an arm;
he bore the secret of two supreme Martial Souls, yet neither had truly awakened; the heavy legacy of the Clear Sky Sect, the blood-deep hatred against Spirit Hall, the clues concerning his aunt Tang Yuehua...
Countless thoughts churned through his mind before ultimately condensing into two words—become stronger!
He had to become stronger!
Strong enough to heal his father, strong enough to awaken the Blue Silver Emperor, strong enough to return to the sect, strong enough to... make Spirit Hall repay that blood debt!
Tang San wiped away his tears, his gaze gradually turning cold and resolute.
He carefully settled Tang Hao inside a concealed cave, set up several simple traps and poisons, then knelt and heavily kowtowed three times to his unconscious father.
"Dad, wait for me. I'll definitely find a way to save you, and I'll definitely become strong enough! I, Tang San, will remember the enmity against Mother and you!"
He rose, gave his father one final look, then resolutely turned and sped toward Holy Soul Village.
He had to retrieve what his mother had left behind first!
With his father's current condition, he could not hold on for much longer.
The next day.
Outside Holy Soul Village lay a secluded valley surrounded by dense vegetation and steep cliffs, rarely visited by