The So-Called Clear Sky Sect

Seeing this, Tang San withdrew his Purple Demon Eye. The muscles in his calves suddenly tensed, and his entire body shot up from the ground, the tips of his toes tapping lightly across the clumps of grass.

At that moment, he brought Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to its absolute limit.

Tang San lowered his body, and the aura of his Blue Silver Emperor martial soul extended forward, resonating with the vegetation on the mountaintop.

His spiritual power spread ahead through the network of plant roots, allowing him to sense a vast stretch of vegetation on the cliff before him.

It seemed he had not gone the wrong way.

He unfolded his Eight Spider Lances, their spikes hooking into the cliff face, and began circling around under the cover of the mountain wall's shadows.

He had to be especially careful on this next stretch. One careless move, and there would be no coming back.

After crossing one peak, the air grew colder and colder as the elevation increased.

Tang San summoned the Blue Silver Emperor. Blades of grass wound around the ice chains as a safeguard, and he used the force to glide forward. Just as he was about to slide to the end of the ice chain, a thunderous shout suddenly exploded from the cold mist not far away.

"Who goes there!"

A burly man wielding a Clear Sky Hammer charged out of the fog.

Tang San's reaction was almost simultaneous with his thoughts.

His right hand seized empty air, and the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul abruptly appeared in his palm. Divine Slaughter's Domain emerged unconsciously, and surging killing intent spread uncontrollably in every direction. The temperature in the air seemed to plunge by several degrees, and the ice crust on the chains gave off a fine crackling sound