"Teacher, I want to go to the Clear Sky Sect!"
"I feel that my Blue Silver Grass will become increasingly ineffective as I progress... I need greater power! The Clear Sky Hammer is my true inheritance!"
"My father... he told me he came from the Clear Sky Sect. That place is the root of my power, and... the only place I can turn to for help now."
If the Clear Sky Sect really was that powerful, Tang San had to secure their support.
His father's death might just be the brick that knocked open their door.
Yu Xiaogang visibly shuddered. He looked at the flames burning in Tang San's eyes. They were no longer fueled by a pure passion for cultivation, but something closer to... a desire for revenge that staked everything on one throw.
That desire matched the one in his own heart.
Perhaps Tang San was his only hope of taking revenge.
Meanwhile, the atmosphere within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was quite different from that among the people of Shrek.
Lin Ye sat alone on the cushioned couch in his room, a trace of exhaustion impossible to conceal between his brows.
The tremendous price of forcibly undoing the Fourth Divine Seal now came surging back like a tide.
The Soul Power within him had been completely drained. This was the "period of depleted power" he had to endure.
Fortunately, now that he was back at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, he no longer had to worry about the dangers outside.
This was the ideal fortress in which he could recover his strength.
"Lin Ye, would you like some ginseng soup? I just made it. It'll replenish your vitality."
Ning Rongrong carefully carried an exquisite jade bowl into the room, her face full of concern.
"Thank