Tang San and Tang Xiao

"Su Chen..."

"Su Chen..."

"No matter how I thought about it, it was all Su Chen's fault!"

Tang San, who had escaped with the Blue Silver Domain, placed all his hatred on Su Chen.

Ever since childhood, Su Chen had stolen everything that belonged to Tang San. Tang San clenched his fists in fury, his nails digging deep into his flesh.

"Su Chen, you have chosen the Way of Death!"

"Clear Sky Sect—so long as I find Uncle, he will surely avenge Dad and Senior Tai Tan!"

After searching for some time, Tang San followed the route Tai Tan had told him about and found a small village three hundred li away.

He deliberately revealed his Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul in the village, after which the villagers led him to the back mountain.

After crossing an iron-chain suspension bridge, Tang San arrived before a towering mountain gate.

A stone stele stood before the gate, engraved with three bold, sweeping characters.

Clear Sky Sect!

At the sight of those three words, Tang San's throat went dry. With a thud, he dropped to his knees and shouted with all the strength he had ever possessed:

"This unworthy disciple, Tang San, has come to return to his ancestral clan!"

Tang San infused his voice with Soul Power, and it echoed throughout the Clear Sky Sect.

Inside the mountain gate, Tang Xiao, the current sect master of the Clear Sky Sect, and the sect's five elders were alerted and hurried over.

The instant Tang Xiao saw Tang San, his pupils shrank to pinpoints. His lips trembled, and he uttered two words in a shaking voice.

"Ah Yin..."

Beneath that slightly disheveled head of blue hair was a beautiful, delicate face. His brows resembled distant darkened mountains, his eyes rippled like spring water,