Chapter 7 Tang Hao Breaks Through Defenses, Is He Not the Strongest Warrior of the Clear Sky Sect?
Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan.
Everyone witnessed the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Haotian School being listed one after another.
"Bang--!"
Yu Yuanzhen slammed his hand on the armrest and stood up abruptly, his face full of resentment as he roared:
"Good! Very good! We are both from the top three sects, yet they are trampling on our heads!"
"Especially this Haotian Sect, which was severely damaged in the past, is now advancing instead of retreating!"
The elders shuddered, exchanged glances, and then smiled sinisterly:
"Sect Master, why be angry? Neither of the two representatives from the Haotian Sect is Tang Chen, which means they are essentially dead!"
"Without Tang Chen, the Spirit Hall will have no more scruples against the Clear Sky Sect and will launch an attack sooner or later. At that time, we can reap the benefits!"
Upon hearing this, Yu Yuanzhen was immediately in a good mood.
It is said that the three upper sects should be closely connected, but the Haotian Sect is really not worthy of it!
It is common knowledge that Haotian Sect abandoned its four affiliated clans when it retired.
Even if we ally with the Haotian Sect, we might end up being abandoned like those four affiliated clans.
Therefore, using the Clear Sky Sect as bait to catch the Spirit Hall, a big fish, is a win-win situation.
"boom--"
At this moment, Yu Luomian, who was absorbing the soul bone, suddenly unleashed a powerful aura, attracting the attention of the others.
To everyone's surprise, after absorbing the soul bone, he successfully broke through the level 89 bottleneck and advanced to the title of Douluo!
"Big brother, I've broken through! Level 90!"
Yu Luomian stood up excitedly, but quickly noticed the new rankings on the Sky List.
The news of the six Title Douluos from the Haotian Sect extinguished his joy like ice water.
"Haha, congratulations, bro!"
Yu Yuanzhen happily stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, and laughed loudly:
"Forget about these rankings for now, let's go hunt for spirit rings!"
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Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
The atmosphere at the scene was so heavy it was almost palpable.
"There are only thirteen titled Douluo out of six. Tang Chen is really gone."
Ning Fengzhi broke the silence first, shaking his head and sighing:
"The mainland is really about to change. I believe it won't be long before the Spirit Hall launches an attack on the Clear Sky Sect to avenge the death of Qian Xunji."
Chen Xin nodded slowly, then frowned and asked:
"The three sects are closely connected; should we lend a helping hand when the time comes?"
Ning Fengzhi was stunned for a moment, then fell into deep thought.
Back then, everyone believed that as long as Tang Chen was still alive, the Haotian Sect wouldn't face a life-or-death crisis, which is why he didn't offer assistance.
But times have changed. If we don't help this time, the Haotian Sect will truly be wiped out from the mainland.
After a moment, Ning Fengzhi slowly said:
"Let's see how the Heaven Dou royal family reacts then. This is like a gamble; if we lose, we'll lose everything."
As he spoke, Ning Fengzhi turned his gaze and landed on the ancient banyan tree that was absorbing soul bones not far away.
He prayed in his heart that he would break through the bottleneck and improve his strength, so that the sect would have more confidence to deal with unknown risks.
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Wuhun City, Hall of Offerings.
The worshippers were all unable to accept the news of Tang Chen's death.
Qingluan was the first to speak, her voice filled with disbelief:
"How exactly did Tang Chen die? With his strength, no one in the world could threaten his life!"
Qian Daoliu stared at the sky again and again, his heart churning with turmoil, finding it hard to accept this situation.
He and Tang Chen fought for a lifetime, vying for power, superiority, and women; they were both rivals and close friends.
But how could that guy have left before him? This filled him with a myriad of thoughts, including regret, melancholy, and emptiness.
"Well, the facts are right in front of us, we have no choice but to believe them."
Qian Daoliu suppressed the turmoil in his heart and sighed heavily.
The other worshippers nodded, their faces full of regret.
The regret in the golden crocodile's eyes lasted only a moment before it abruptly turned sharp:
"If that's the case, shouldn't we settle the score with Ji'er once and for all?!"
Upon hearing this, hatred instantly welled up in the eyes of the worshippers.
Qian Xunji and Qian Renxue were both raised under their watchful eyes, and this revenge must be taken!
Qian Daoliu waved his hand guiltily, his tone carrying a hint of evasion:
"We don't need to get involved in this matter. I'm sure Dong'er will handle it."
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Papal Palace.
Kiku and Oni Elder, who were unaware of the cause of Chihiro's death, saw this and their eyes flashed with joy.
"Congratulations, Your Holiness the Pope! Now that Tang Chen is dead, the Haotian Sect has lost its 'protective charm,' and we can avenge our former Pope!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei bowed simultaneously and spoke with joy.
Bibi Dong's face darkened, becoming ashen, yet she still feigned composure and said:
"Revenge is natural, but the strength of the Haotian Sect has not declined but rather increased. This matter needs to be carefully considered to prevent certain people from reaping the benefits in the end!"
As she spoke, her gaze unconsciously drifted toward the direction of the offering hall, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.
In her view, the only ones who can threaten her on the mainland now are those few old guys.
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo exchanged a glance, both seeing confusion in each other's eyes.
The High Priest must also want to avenge his son, so why is the Pope still wary of him at this time?
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Inside a tavern in a remote town in the Heavenly Dou Empire.
Tang Hao, who was enjoying his drink, froze on the spot when he saw the sky.
The wine glass slipped from his grasp and fell to the ground, the wine mingling with his tears.
"Grand...Grandfather...you...you're really dead?!"
Tang Hao's heart-wrenching screams of pain echoed through the noisy tavern.
The crying immediately drew the attention of everyone in the tavern, but was quickly drowned out by the murmur of conversation:
"What's wrong with that drunken guy? Forget about him, what did you just say?"
"I mean, what about Tang Hao, who killed the Pope back then with a hammer from the Clear Sky Sect? Why isn't he on the list as the strongest fighter?"
"Sigh, if he's not dead, then he's been surpassed by that Tang Xiao. Whatever, let's drink, bottoms up!"
Upon hearing the discussion, Tang Hao felt a chilling sense of unease wash over him.
In the Haotian Sect, he was the strongest besides his grandfather. Since his grandfather wasn't on the list, he should be.
But why is Tang Xiao the one who is on the list and receiving the reward now? In just a few years, has he really been surpassed by Tang Xiao?
"I've mastered all the Haotian Secret Techniques and have a 100,000-year soul ring, how could I possibly be inferior to Tang Xiao? This is a completely unfounded ranking!"
Tang Hao, panting heavily, slammed his fist on the table and stood up abruptly, cursing angrily.
But to everyone in the tavern, he was just drunk and acting crazy.
Fortunately, the heavens wouldn't bother with an ant like him; otherwise, he wouldn't be spared even if he died a hundred times over for his actions!
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Soto City, Shrek Academy.
"The Clear Sky Sect currently boasts six Title Douluos, yet it's only third from the bottom?!"
The people of Flanders knew almost nothing about Tang Chen, so their focus was naturally different from that of the major powers.
When they saw the ranking of Haotian Sect announced by the sky, they were all stunned. Was the ranking wrong?
Yu Xiaogang was drawn to the striking evaluation of the Haotian Sect and immediately burst into laughter:
"Look at this, Tianmu actually said that the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul isn't top-tier, and that its strength is only due to the Clear Sky Secret Technique inherited from the sect? How laughable! I told you long ago that this is just a random ranking, and now you all believe me!"
Zhao Wuji and Flander exchanged a glance, both harboring deep doubts about the rising sky.
They had witnessed the power of Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer, especially Zhao Wuji, who had been brutally beaten all night.
To say that the Clear Sky Hammer is considered a top-tier martial soul only because of its secret techniques is blatant lying!
However, at this moment, Zhu Zhuqing's cold voice suddenly rang out, instantly interrupting Yu Xiaogang's triumphant laughter.
"Isn't that so? According to information from public intellectuals on the mainland, the most powerful owners of the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul throughout history never used Soul Skills, but instead relied on secret techniques!"
(End of chapter)