"Who else?"
Standing on the iron chain bridge, Dai Yao looked in the direction of Haotian Sect and shouted loudly.
The powerful voice echoed through the canyon, like the resounding beat of war drums, striking fiercely in the hearts of the Haotian Sect disciples. At this moment, in their eyes, Dai Yao was an invincible being.
The Haotian Sect had fallen into complete silence.
After suppressing their injuries, Tang Long and Tang Hu regained their footing on the iron chain bridge, trying to regulate their disordered breathing, staring intently at Dai Yao. Their fearful gazes held a hint of determination.
The two summoned the Haotian Hammer again in perfect unison, its dark light flashing.
"If you want to die, I don't mind killing you."
Glancing at the two people standing in front of and behind him, Dai Yao put his hands behind his back and said calmly.
Tang Long and Tang Hu were taken aback, but then they gripped the Clear Sky Hammer even tighter. Today, they had disgraced the Clear Sky Sect, losing to a mere member of the Spirit Hall. How could they possibly face returning to the Clear Sky Sect?
It would be better to die on this iron chain bridge; at least that way, one can retain some dignity.
"Enough!"
A muffled thunderclap boomed in mid-air. Many people instinctively covered their ears. Tang Long and Tang Hu turned around and looked at Tang Xiao's angry face, feeling even more ashamed to face their sect leader.
"Haven't you had enough? A defeat is a defeat, it's just that you're not as skilled. If you want to regain your dignity, then train hard!"
Tang Xiao stared sternly at Tang Long and Tang Hu, and shouted.
Tang Long and Tang Hu were the two most talented disciples among the third generation of Haotian Sect.
He had always believed that he had cultivated diligently enough to rival the soul power level of Tang Xiao and Tang Hao when they were young, and he couldn't help but feel a little arrogant.
But the two of them were nothing more than flowers in a greenhouse. Although Tang Xiao wanted to change their mindset, he could never bring himself to do it. Now, Tang Long and Tang Hu's crushing defeat at Dai Yao's hands was heartbreaking for him.
They are the future hope of the Haotian Sect, and we must not stand by and watch them die.
Moreover, he noticed the eight pairs of wings that had suddenly appeared behind Dai Yao, which he believed to be the legendary external soul bones, even rarer than soul bones themselves. After the appearance of the eight pairs of wings, Dai Yao's aura increased significantly.
Faced with such an enemy, Tang Long and Tang Hu had no chance of winning.
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Tang Long and Tang Hu choked up, their faces full of shame.
"Come back. Today's defeat is not your fault. The dignity of the Haotian Sect does not need to be borne by a few young people like you. This is something that we old guys should bear."
Tang Xiao sighed.
These words brought an even greater sense of sorrow to the faces of all the disciples of the Haotian Sect.
Tang Long and Tang Hu lowered their heads and walked step by step back to Haotian Sect across the iron chain bridge. They felt their steps were extremely heavy and difficult to move. Seeing the gray robes worn by all the disciples of Haotian Sect, they felt that it was an insult to the sect's dignity.
Noticing the strange looks from the sect disciples, he wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground.
"Spirit Hall, what exactly are you trying to do?"
After Tang Long and Tang Hu returned, Tang Xiao stared intently at Dai Yao and said coldly.
After this battle, he now has an absurd guess: Dai Yao is the real person in charge of the Spirit Hall's mission to the Clear Sky Sect.
"I told you, I just wanted to see the Clear Sky Hammer, the number one weapon spirit in the world. But you couldn't find me an opponent that would really get me going."
Standing on the iron chain bridge, Dai Yao shook his head and sighed, as if lamenting the decline of the Haotian Sect.
Seeing this, the disciples of Haotian Sect hated him even more.
The mountain wind was biting cold, blowing across the snow-capped peak. Tang Xiao and Dai Yao stared at each other intently, neither willing to back down.
After a long pause, Tang Xiao frowned and said in a cold voice:
"Does your Spirit Hall have to be so aggressive?"
Dai Yao chuckled lightly and said, "Hey, how could this be considered aggressive? It was just a friendly sparring match between Soul Masters. Didn't I spare Tang Long and Tang Hu's lives?"
"Although you didn't kill them, you were even more cruel than if you had. You made Tang Long and Tang Hu suffer a crushing defeat in front of the sect, making them feel ashamed of the sect. It's like killing their spirit!"
"If their hearts are not strong enough, their paths to becoming Soul Masters will be cut short! Such a young age, yet such a vicious mind!"
The elders of the Haotian Sect were all intelligent men; how could they not see through Dai Yao's true intentions? They all snorted coldly, staring at Dai Yao with icy eyes. As long as the sect leader gave the order, they would kill Dai Yao without any hesitation.
We must not let this child walk down the mountain alive.
Although it's somewhat unethical and might even provoke a furious retaliation from the Spirit Hall, they're willing to do anything about it. Otherwise, for the next hundred years, the Clear Sky Sect will still be suppressed by this person and unable to raise its head.
"Tang Long and Tang Hu are the two most outstanding disciples among my third generation. Now that you have defeated them, there is no one among the young disciples of my Haotian Sect who can rival you."
"If you really want to see the power of the Clear Sky Hammer, I can let one of my second-generation disciples spar with you."
Tang Xiao said in a deep voice.
These words immediately caused an uproar.
The Haotian Sect currently has four generations of disciples. The first generation consists of the elders, while the second generation consists of Tang Hao and Tang Xiao.
When the decision was made to close the mountain, many of the second-generation disciples were assassinated by the Spirit Hall, resulting in heavy losses. The Seventh Elder's son died in that hunt.
The remaining second-generation disciples were mostly seriously injured and are still recuperating, unable to engage in strenuous combat. Those who survived safely were the less talented disciples, currently only at the Soul Saint realm.
If we send these people out to play, winning will not only be unglorious, but losing will be even more humiliating.
"If they're willing to play, I wouldn't mind."
Dai Yao said with a half-smile.
Upon hearing this, many Haotian Sect disciples glared at Dai Yao, their blood boiling with anger, their faces filled with resentment, and their eyes filled with hatred as they looked at Dai Yao.
Although they had some reservations about their sect leader's decision, they all knew they had no other choice. The Spirit Hall was pressing them relentlessly, and as the number one sect in the world, they had no choice but to fight back.
But Tang Long and Tang Hu have both been defeated. Among the third-generation disciples, is there still anyone who can rival Dai Yao?
It is an utter disgrace that the number one sect in the world has to make its second-generation disciples face a young man from the Spirit Hall.
The hearts of many Haotian Sect disciples were filled with despair and helplessness, and their resentment was so strong that they wished they could break their teeth.
But all of this is nothing but impotent rage.
Just then, a voice suddenly rang out from the crowd of Haotian Sect disciples.
"Sect Master, let me go on stage."
Everyone was shocked, wondering who was so bold. Tang Long and Tang Hu had both been defeated, so for someone else to go up against them was simply overestimating their abilities. But when they saw who it was, a complex expression appeared in their eyes.
Although this person was wearing a mask, they had recently witnessed his fight with Tang Hu.
It was Tang San!
"Shut up! You bastard... You're an outsider, what right do you have to represent the Haotian Sect in this duel?"
The Seventh Elder pointed at Tang San's nose and angrily cursed.
The other elders seemed to be deep in thought. Although Tang San was also a Soul King, he had easily defeated Tang Hu in the battle just now and possessed the Killing God Domain. Perhaps he could really fight Dai Yao.
"Seventh Uncle, although Xiao San has never been to Haotian Sect before, he is still Hao Ge's bloodline and the bloodline of Haotian Sect. Blood is thicker than water, so let him go on stage."
Tang Yuehua said gracefully.
The Seventh Elder wanted to say something more, but the Second Elder stopped him, saying, "Seventh Elder, shut up!"
The Seventh Elder reluctantly shut his mouth.
The Second Elder came to Tang San's side, carefully examined him, and smiled kindly:
"Tang San, I know your purpose in coming to the Clear Sky Sect. As long as you defeat that person from the Spirit Hall, I can give you a chance to be recognized by your ancestors and return to your clan."
Do you dare to accept the call?
Tang San clasped his hands in a fist salute and said resolutely, "When the sect is in trouble, we have no reason to shirk our duty. I will definitely win this victory for the sect!"
"Alright, then I'll wait for good news!"
The Second Elder said with satisfaction.
At this moment, almost all the disciples of the Clear Sky Sect looked at Tang San with hope.
Although Tang San's father was the culprit behind the Clear Sky Sect's seclusion, at this moment, the Clear Sky Sect has been driven to the brink of despair. They desperately hope for the appearance of a savior, even if that person is Tang Hao's son.
Tang Xiao watched this scene with a cold eye, a slight joy in his heart. This was the purpose of his words: to create momentum for Tang San's appearance. As long as Tang San won, Hao Di could be recognized as a member of the clan.
Looking at Tang San who slowly walked up to him, Tang Xiao smiled and patted him on the shoulder, saying:
"I'll do my best to play, and I'll take responsibility if we lose."
"Thank you, Uncle!"
Tang San nodded heavily, and then, with an indomitable spirit, slowly stepped onto the iron chain bridge.
Looking through the mask at the enemy who separated him from Xiao Wu, his heart pounded faster and faster, and his blood seemed to boil.
He took a deep breath. More than a year of training at Yuexuan had given him a good grasp of his mindset, and he calmed down in just a moment.
"Don't worry, Xiao Wu, I will take care of our enemies today. After fulfilling the five-year agreement with the Shrek Six Monsters, I will come to find you. I will protect you forever."
He clenched his fists and thought silently.
Dai Yao stared at the masked man. Unlike the gray robes of the Haotian Sect disciples, this man wore magnificent blue clothes and had long blue hair. Although he was wearing a mask, Dai Yao recognized him at a glance.
He said in a pretentious manner:
"What? Are the disciples of the Haotian Sect some kind of cowards who hide their true colors? Do they have to wear masks during battle?"
"Dai Yao, you don't need to waste your breath with words. Today is the day you die. I will avenge the grudge I suffered at the Spirit Hall!"
Tang San pointed at Dai Yao, his voice filled with murderous intent.
"Ha! I have countless enemies. Who are you? If you are some nameless nobody, then there's no need to mention you again. Otherwise, you'll lose face after your defeat!"
Dai Yao raised an eyebrow, crossed his arms, and his scholarly air vanished, replaced by an aura of confidence and dominance. The spirited young man who had swept through fourteen opponents in the competition was back.
Seeing this, Tang San's heart skipped a beat. This familiar face was the nightmare he had been having for the past five years. He snorted coldly and said:
"You will naturally know my name! First Soul Skill: Entanglement!"
As soon as he finished speaking, five spirit rings slowly appeared. The first spirit ring suddenly lit up, and Tang San raised one arm, sending a Blue Silver Grass flying towards Dai Yao's foot and wrapping it around his foot.
"Oh? Blue Silver Grass, you're Tang San?!"
Dai Yao feigned shock, as if he had just recognized Tang San, and exclaimed in surprise and anger.
"Since you are Tang San, why do you wear a mask and hide your true self? Are you so ugly that you can't show your face to anyone?"
Following normal logic, Dai Yao continued. However, he had a touch of wicked pleasure in his heart. He knew everything that had happened to Tang San in the past five years, but now he was pretending to be completely unaware, which gave him the thrill of teasing Tang San from a god-like perspective.
Tang San remained silent, increasing his soul power to firmly bind Dai Yao's feet.
Looking at the Blue Silver Grass wrapped around his feet, Dai Yao's eyes flashed with interest. He was eager to know how much the Blue Silver Grass had grown after evolving into the Blue Silver Emperor.
With a sudden burst of force, Blue Silver Emperor straightened up, but unexpectedly felt a resistance.
"It can't be easily shattered. This Blue Silver Emperor does have some strength, but that's all!"
The golden 'King' character on his forehead shone brightly, and with another burst of power from his feet, the Blue Silver Emperor immediately disintegrated, turning into fragments that plummeted off the cliff.
"After my Blue Silver Grass evolved into Blue Silver Emperor, its toughness increased significantly, and it can already pose some obstacles for Dai Yao. If I use the Blue Silver Domain to further amplify the Blue Silver Emperor, it will definitely cause him even greater trouble!"
Seeing this, Tang San was overjoyed.
This simple probing gave him a plan to defeat Dai Yao.
With a flick of his left hand, dark light condensed, and the Haotian Hammer appeared in his left hand.
He paused, then charged towards Dai Yao, his footsteps clanging on the iron chain bridge. Staring at the figure somewhat similar to one from five years ago, he roared:
"Dai Yao, five years ago, you forced Xiao Wu and me to separate, and you made me a target of the Spirit Hall's relentless pursuit. Today, I will settle these scores!"
"Settle it? That depends on whether you have the strength! Besides, Xiao Wu is a 100,000-year-old soul beast. As a human, hunting soul beasts is perfectly reasonable! What's wrong with that?!"
Dai Yao retorted without backing down, his eyes blazing with a fighting spirit he hadn't shown in years.
Only Tang San could ignite Dai Yao's fighting spirit.
The information Dai Yao provided immediately caused an uproar at the Clear Sky Hammer. Tang San, just like Tang Hao, had fallen in love with a human who was actually a 100,000-year-old soul beast!
The Seventh Elder, who already disliked Tang Hao and his son, was so angry that he puffed out his beard and glared at them.
"Second Brother! Tang San and Tang Hao are birds of a feather! I was wondering why the Spirit Hall, which has been at peace with our Clear Sky Sect for so many years, suddenly started causing trouble for us! It turns out it's because of this kid!"
"Seventh Elder, do you think the Spirit Hall wouldn't have come without Tang San?"
Tang Xiao turned around, stared at the Seventh Elder, and said coldly.
The Seventh Elder wasn't a fool. They were the Spirit Hall's archenemies, forces that the Spirit Hall was determined to eliminate on its path to unifying the continent. He simply wanted to vent his grief over the loss of his son.
"Alright, Seventh Brother, just watch this duel. We'll talk about everything else after the results are in. If I'm not mistaken, this match should be the pinnacle battle of the younger generation."
The Second Elder said with a sigh. Upon hearing this, the Seventh Elder said no more.
Although the disciples of the Clear Sky Sect were somewhat dissatisfied with Tang San, they had no choice but to place their hopes on him at this moment.
The disciples and elders of the Clear Sky Sect, the few titled Douluo hidden in the Papal Palace and the Hall of Offerings—all eyes were fixed on the two figures approaching on the iron chain bridge… (End of Chapter)