"What are you talking about?"
"Have you forgotten our ancestral teachings? The sect's interests come before everything. Only while I live does the Clear Sky Sect have a future. Your sacrifices today will pave the way for the Clear Sky Sect's glory."
Tang Chen spoke in a deep voice as he faced the terrified disciples of the Clear Sky Sect.
"But..."
One disciple tried to speak, but he never got the chance.
"No buts. Come here."
As Tang Chen spoke, he extended his palm and pulled the disciple toward him from a distance. With only the strength of a Soul Elder, the disciple had no control over his body as he was drawn toward Tang Chen.
In the end, Tang Chen seized him by the throat and lifted him up.
"A-Ancestor, please don't kill me."
"I-I'm still young. My future still holds endless possibilities."
His eyes and voice were filled with pleading.
But once an arrow left the bow, how could it turn back?
Tang Chen had already tasted the benefits. There was no way he would stop now.
A moment later.
The youth became a desiccated corpse, which Tang Chen casually tossed onto the ground.
The shriveled corpse broke into pieces upon hitting the ground.
"Gasp..."
Everyone sucked in a cold breath, their eyes filled with terror.
They felt that their future was dark and hopeless.
Do we have any chance of surviving?
"Let's risk it! We'll charge out together!"
Someone in the crowd shouted.
His words immediately won the other survivors' agreement.
They ran toward the cave entrance like madmen.
But the next instant, Tang Hao appeared in their path.
Crack, crack, crack, crack.
A series of crisp snapping sounds rang through the cave.
He broke the disciples' legs one after another, then knocked each of them unconscious