Tang Liu: You can't cut it

Tang Liu misunderstood, thinking he was being asked to gather his energy and lighten his body, so he said listlessly, "Hey, you're the big brother here, okay? If you can't even pull us up, I'm going to think you can't cut it..."

Tang San: "???"

Tang San: "..."

With his little brother putting it that way, what else could he do as the older brother?

Naturally, he had to oblige and prove himself!

First, he grabbed the rope around his waist. Then, drawing on the force-generating principles of the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer, he used his flight soul skill to brace his feet against empty air, channeling the force through his waist and into his arms.

With a twist of his body, he flung the rope—and the four people attached to it—upward, sending them flying toward the cliff opposite.

Tang San also withdrew the Blue Silver Emperor attached to the iron chain. Pulled along by the rope around his waist, he flew toward the opposite cliff with Tang Liu and the other three.

The three young men landed face-first in the dirt, while Tang Liu severed the rope around his waist just before he arrived, then steadied himself and landed smoothly on the cliff.

Behind them, Tang San easily stabilized himself as well. Freed from the rope's pull, he used his flight soul skill to descend slowly onto the cliff.

The three young men then got up and untied the ropes around their waists.

Their leader turned to Tang San with a hearty laugh. "Hahaha! Brother, thanks for that. If it weren't for you, we might have died at the bottom of that gorge."

Tang San smiled faintly. "No need to thank me, big brother. We're all fellow disciples. It was only right."

The young man smiled. "Your name's Tang