Though the Grand Elder appeared kind and easygoing, Tang San knew better—those who carried themselves with such calmness were always the most terrifyingly strong.That serene composure came only from absolute mastery—only someone who stood at the summit of strength could act so effortlessly.
"You… you have twin spirits!"
The Grand Elder's eyes widened as he stared at the six glowing ten-thousand-year soul rings revolving behind Tang San. Moreover, the spirit Tang San had released was not the Clear Sky Hammer—meaning he was a Twin Spirit wielder.
There were almost no recorded cases of Twin Spirits in the entire continent. And this young man not only possessed two spirits but also bore six ten-thousand-year rings.Even without knowing how he achieved such a feat, the Grand Elder had already made up his mind—Tang San was destined to be the Holy Son of the Clear Sky Sect.
"Take this."
The Grand Elder summoned his own spirit. Behind him floated nine soul rings, radiating immense power.He didn't even use a soul skill—yet even a casual strike from him was enough to annihilate a Soul Sage.
A howling gale erupted as the hammer fell.The meeting hall collapsed instantly, and at its center appeared a crater more than three meters deep. The shockwave shook the entire mountain, and all of Clear Sky Sect trembled as if struck by an earthquake.
"Elder Brother… you…"The Second Elder looked around at the swirling dust, speechless. This was the first time the Grand Elder had made a move since leaving seclusion.
"Thank you, Senior, for your guidance."
Just as everyone thought Tang San had been smashed into paste, a figure leapt out of the crater—completely unscathed.
The Grand Elder laughed heartily. "Good boy! I knew I wasn't mistaken about you. From today onward, you are the Holy Son of the Clear Sky Sect!"
In truth, the strike had looked devastating, but the Grand Elder had already withdrawn most of its force before it landed.
"Child, welcome home. You've suffered much over the years."He stepped forward and brushed the dust off Tang San's shoulders himself.
Off to the side, Bone Douluo leaned toward Ning Fengzhi and whispered,"Fengzhi, why do I feel like this Grand Elder looks fierce but is actually soft inside? He couldn't even kill a Soul Emperor."
But the moment the Grand Elder's gaze swept over, Bone Douluo felt as though a primordial beast had locked onto him, freezing him where he stood.
"Child," the Grand Elder continued, softening his tone, "where have you been living all these years? The Clear Sky Sect tried to find your father, but he vanished without a trace."
Tang San could feel the elder's sincerity—there was no deception in that gaze."We've been living in a small village called Holy Soul Village. There isn't a single soul master there."
The Grand Elder nodded slowly, understanding. "No wonder. That boy Tang Hao… still as stubborn as ever. It wouldn't have hurt him to bow his head and come home."
He sighed helplessly.If, after his wife's sacrifice, Tang Hao had simply returned, admitted his mistakes, and shed a few tears, the Grand Elder—who had just come out of seclusion at the time—could have dealt a serious blow to Spirit Hall, perhaps even crippling it.But if Tang Hao had done that… he wouldn't have been Tang Hao.
"Child, now that you've returned, what do you intend to do?"
Tang San bowed respectfully. "Grand Elder, this junior has come seeking my Uncle Tang Xiao. May I ask where he is?"
At that, the Grand Elder hesitated, glancing at Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo.
"It's fine, Grand Elder," Tang San said calmly. "They're both allies."
The elder nodded. "Very well, then I won't hide it. A few days ago, Tang Hao led several elders in search of the Third Elder's whereabouts. They encountered a mysterious man in the Sunset Forest—someone who also possessed the Clear Sky Hammer. Since then, none of them have returned. I fear the worst."
"What!? The Skyshaking Douluo… impossible! Who on this continent could slay him!?"Ning Fengzhi shot to his feet in shock. As Tang Xiao's contemporary, he knew how terrifying that man's power was.
Even if Tang Xiao wasn't invincible, at his Ninety-Fourth Rank, with the Clear Sky Sect's explosive combat style, no one should have been able to kill him outright.
"According to the Second Elder, Tang Xiao used his Ring Detonation technique during the battle. Whether he lived or died… no one knows."
The Grand Elder sighed deeply, his expression heavy. "Now then, child… what are your plans?"
Tang San's eyes firmed. "This junior is unworthy, but I wish to lead the disciples of the Clear Sky Sect down the mountain—to reenter the world. I ask the Elders for permission!"
His words fell like thunder.
Every elder besides the Grand Elder looked conflicted. Even the Second Elder seemed lost in thought.The sect had been isolated for too long—detached from the struggles of the world, having almost forgotten the threat of Spirit Hall.
"Little San," the Grand Elder said at last, shaking his head slowly, "you have yet to fully grow. This isn't the right time to expose ourselves."
He wasn't being cowardly—he was being cautious.If the Haotian Sect revealed itself now, war with Spirit Hall would be inevitable.
Golden Crocodile Douluo, the current Grand Elder of Spirit Hall, was strong but manageable.However, Qian Daoliu… even if the Grand Elder reached Rank 99, he would still have to retreat.That man carried a divine aura, something only those who had glimpsed the path to godhood could possess.
On this continent, only Bo Saixi and Tang Chen could stand as his equals. Just two—no more.
But Tang San shook his head. "No, Grand Elder. Spirit Hall now has over a hundred Titled Douluo. At the rate they're growing, it won't be long before they strike against the Three Upper Sects."
"What did you say?!" The Grand Elder's expression changed drastically. "Over a hundred Titled Douluo? You can't be serious!"
That number alone was enough to sweep the entire continent.
"It's true," Ning Fengzhi interjected solemnly. "That's precisely why I'm here—to request that the Haotian Sect emerge and join forces with us against Spirit Hall."
The Grand Elder took a deep breath, his face turning grave. "And… what are you planning to do?"
Ning Fengzhi didn't answer with words. Instead, he stepped forward and released his own martial spirit—the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda—and behind him, eight dazzling soul rings appeared one by one.
"You… you've broken through Rank Eighty?! How is that possible!?"
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