Since Tang San's arrival at the Clear Sky Sect, neither Tang Xiao nor the five elders had been able to sleep peacefully.
From the first day to the second, and then to the third, they argued endlessly, unable to come to a decision.
In the assembly hall!
Tang Xiao sat imposingly in the main seat. As the sect leader and the strongest among them, his words carried significant weight. Frowning, he spoke in a deep voice:
"Elders, although Tang Hao was expelled from the sect, he was still the Clear Sky Douluo, our Clear Sky Sect's Clear Sky Douluo. None of you ever revoked his title."
"Now, Tang Hao has been tragically killed by the Spirit Hall. Shouldn't we do something? After all, the Clear Sky Sect today is not the same as it was over a decade ago. The Spirit Hall will have to think twice before acting against us."
Below Tang Xiao sat the five elders of the Clear Sky Sect, all Title Douluo apart from Tang Xiao. Their opinions were unanimous.
The Second Elder, who appeared old and frail but exuded a powerful aura like a volcano, spoke up:
"Sect Leader, we didn't revoke Tang Hao's title as Clear Sky Douluo because we held onto a sliver of hope for him. If he could have grown into a peerless Douluo like Ancestor Tang Chen, we would have personally welcomed him back."
"At that time, he could have led the Clear Sky Sect back to its position as the number one sect in the world. No matter how many mistakes he made, we wouldn't have held them against him."
"But now, he's dead. Should we drag the Clear Sky Sect into a direct confrontation with the Spirit Hall, only to be completely annihilated? How would we face our current clansmen, let alone our ancestors after we die?"
"Ultimately, it's because we see no hope in opposing the Spirit Hall. The most important thing now is to preserve the legacy of the Clear Sky Sect."
The other elders echoed his sentiments. While they hated the Spirit Hall with a passion, they also feared it deeply.
If someone like Tang Chen were to appear, they would undoubtedly clamor to take revenge. But now, they were old, afraid of death, and didn't want their descendants to perish.
Tang Xiao understood this reasoning. After much deliberation, he suddenly had an idea:
"What about my nephew? He's filled with killing intent, likely having come from that hellish place, the Slaughter City, just like Tang Hao. With twin spirits and immense talent, could he lead the Clear Sky Sect to greatness in the future?"
Hearing Tang Xiao mention Tang San, the elders' expressions varied. After a moment of contemplation, the Second Elder said:
"If he can overcome the dangers of twin spirits and cultivate both spirits to nine rings, with the Clear Sky Hammer bearing nine black spirit rings, even if he can't match Ancestor Tang Chen, he would undoubtedly become a top-tier powerhouse on the continent."
"Bringing him back into the sect isn't impossible, but can he achieve that? He must have already experienced the dangers of twin spirits, which is why he hasn't added a seventh spirit ring to the Clear Sky Hammer yet."
Hearing this, Tang Xiao sighed and lowered his head, feeling helpless:
'Tang Hao, it seems I won't be able to avenge you. Ah Yin, Xiao San is your and Tang Hao's child. I will definitely take care of him, but the dangers of twin spirits are beyond my control...'
...
While Tang Xiao and the five elders were still debating the matter, a massacre had already begun within the Clear Sky Sect.
Tang San laughed maniacally as he summoned his mutated Blue Silver King. Blood-red vines shot out like serpents, wrapping around anyone they touched. Barbs extended from the vines, piercing into their bodies and draining their flesh and blood. In moments, a living person would be reduced to a pile of bones.
The scene was both horrifying and cruel. The disciples of the Clear Sky Sect, such as Tang Long and Tang Hu, naturally didn't just stand by and let it happen. But when they summoned their spirits, they found their spirit power flowing sluggishly, leaving them weak and powerless. Tang San easily ensnared them with his vines.
Before they died, they cursed Tang San vehemently, which only fueled his cruelty. He killed everyone he encountered—men, women, old, and young—without discrimination. After draining their flesh and blood, only piles of bones remained.
The commotion soon alerted Tang Xiao and the five elders. When they stepped out to investigate, they saw Tang San in the midst of his massacre. Their faces twisted in rage, and their eyes nearly burst with fury.
"Tang San, stop!"
"You little beast, surrender now!"
"Ahhh!!!"
The group shouted and cursed, but Tang San ignored them, continuing his slaughter and devouring flesh and blood.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Six powerful auras erupted into the sky as Tang Xiao and the five elders unleashed their full power. Six massive Clear Sky Hammers and fifty-four spirit rings appeared, their overwhelming force sending the blood-red vines flying.
Tang San could no longer pretend not to notice.
"Seventh Spirit Ability, Mutated Blue Silver True Body!"
Amidst a crimson glow, Tang San's body disappeared, transforming into a cluster of blood-red mutated Blue Silver Kings. In this form, his devouring ability increased by 100%, allowing him to convert flesh and blood into spirit power at an accelerated rate.
Tears of blood nearly streamed from Tang Xiao's eyes:
"Tang San, Tang San, why are you doing something so cruel? You also carry the blood of the Clear Sky Sect. You're slaughtering your own kin—your uncles, aunts, brothers, and sisters!"
Tang San's voice echoed from all directions:
"Haha, everyone points fingers at me, everyone avoids me like the plague. You don't deserve to be my family. You're only fit to be my nourishment. Offer me your flesh and blood, and I will take you with me to conquer the Spirit Hall. Isn't that better than cowering on this mountain?"
From the Second Elder to the Seventh Elder, the group of elders went nearly mad, launching continuous attacks at the blood-red vines. But as they used their spirit power, the poison spread faster through their bodies, further hindering their spirit power.
This poison wasn't lethal, but it rendered its victims powerless, even affecting Title Douluo.
Tang Xiao also sensed the abnormality in his body and spoke with a shudder:
"It's poison!"
Tang San's voice rang out again, filled with pride:
"Correct. It's the Tang Sect's 'Immortal's Downfall.' Even an immortal would collapse after being poisoned. Consider it an honor to experience it."
As Tang Xiao and the five elders found their spirit power increasingly sluggish, they struggled to use their spirit abilities, their resistance weakening by the moment.
Tang San began testing his attacks:
"Sixth Spirit Ability, Iron Python Strangle! Fourth Spirit Ability, Slaughter Drain!"
The blood-red vines became as hard as iron and steel, yet remained incredibly flexible. They coiled around Tang Xiao and the five elders, tightening like pythons.
At first, they held on, but as time passed, from the Seventh Elder to the Second Elder, the Title Douluo elders were one by one ensnared by the vines.
The barbs extended, beginning to drain their flesh and blood. Amidst their agonized screams, the elders fell one after another.
Tears of blood streamed from Tang Xiao's eyes. Even though he sometimes clashed with the five elders, they were still his seniors and the foundation of the Clear Sky Sect. He never imagined they would die at Tang San's hands.
"Ah!!"
Tang Xiao, with his 96th-level spirit power, had the strongest resistance. With a roar, he shouted:
"Tang San, you are unworthy of being Tang Hao's son, unworthy of being Ah Yin's son! I will kill you with my own hands!"
After saying this, he soared into the air, using the last of his spirit power to escape the sect, planning to recover and then return to kill Tang San.
But he didn't get far. The poison spread completely, and he plummeted from the cliff. Whether he lived or died remained unknown.
Tang San reappeared, gritting his teeth in frustration:
"Damn it, he got away. My uncle's blood and energy were the most potent. The others were just old men. I don't have the ability to fly yet, so I can't chase him."
Then, Tang San went to inspect the bodies of the five elders. To his delight, he found that the elders possessed no fewer than ten spirit bones. These spirit bones had played a crucial role in their breakthroughs to Title Douluo, having been obtained through the slaughter of high-level spirit beasts.
This time, Tang San gained over ten spirit bones, the flesh and blood of five Title Douluo, and the life force of hundreds of Clear Sky Sect spirit masters. It would take him a long time to fully absorb it all, but once he did, his strength would skyrocket.
Moreover, his killing intent and malevolent aura surpassed even Tang Hao's. If Chen Yuan were to see Tang San now, he would be overjoyed. Killing Tang San would be equivalent to slaughtering hundreds or even thousands of spirit masters. His affinity with the Asura God would undoubtedly reach 100%.
(End of Chapter)
Word Count : 1,563
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