Chapter 5: The Title Douluo Who Died of Anger.
While Huo Yuhao was asleep in the Spirit Hall, the situation on the continent underwent earth-shattering changes.
Tang Hao's "glorious deed" of assassinating the Pope of the Spirit Hall for the sake of a soul beast had already reached the ears of various major forces. On the seemingly peaceful Douluo Continent, undercurrents were now surging...
The mighty Haotian Sect, the outstanding Battle Soul Hammer!
The once-glorious number one sect in the world was now in complete chaos.
In the council hall of the Haotian Sect, the old sect master Tang Zhen was sitting in a chair, coughing loudly.
He was already seriously ill and bedridden when he received the news, and he vomited blood on the spot, almost dying of anger.
Facing the Spirit Hall, Zhen Tian Douluo dared not be the slightest bit careless.
In the past, with their father Tang Chen around, they could contend with the Spirit Hall. But now, they simply didn't have the resources to challenge the Spirit Hall. After all, Qian Daoliu alone could annihilate the entire Clear Sky Sect!
During this period, everyone in the Haotian Sect was on high alert.
"How's it going, Xiao'er? Is the Spirit Hall still not making any moves? Any new information?"
Tang Zhen's aged body trembled slightly as he forced himself to sit in the chair, relentlessly questioning Tang Xiao, his eyes bloodshot.
Tang Xiao was also on edge, but he forced a smile and kept comforting his father: "Dad, you should rest for a while. You haven't slept for three whole days! I'll take care of things here."
That being said, Tang Xiao knew better than anyone how terrifying this matter was.
Qian Daoliu's son had been killed by his own brother. If the Spirit Hall really intended to take action against the Clear Sky Sect, they wouldn't need to send anyone else; Qian Daoliu alone could slaughter the entire Clear Sky Sect.
Tang Xiao repeatedly urged his father to rest, but he himself hadn't slept for three whole days.
"My dear Hao, the trouble you've caused this time is truly enormous... I wonder where you are now? Are you alive or dead...?"
Tang Xiao gazed into the distance with a sorrowful look in his eyes. His once jet-black hair was now streaked with silver strands, as if he had aged ten years overnight.
Just then, a disciple of the Haotian Sect rushed in from outside.
Before he even arrived, his voice had already reached them.
"Reporting to the Sect Master, last night, the Spirit Hall launched a surprise attack on all branches of our Clear Sky Sect. All direct disciples and disciples from affiliated sects were slaughtered. As of today, all branches of our Clear Sky Sect have been wiped out!"
"What! Pfft..."
Upon hearing the news, Tang Zhen felt his vision go black. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his body began to tremble violently.
He had painstakingly built up the power of the Haotian Sect over decades, spreading its influence throughout the continent, only to have it all vanish overnight!
Blood tears streamed from Tang Zhen's eyes, his eyes wide with rage: "Ah...ah! Damn it! Damn unfilial son, damn the Spirit Hall!"
Seeing his father's agitated state, Tang Xiao rushed forward to support him, his eyes filled with worry: "Dad, calm down. The healing soul master said that you absolutely cannot get angry during this period..."
"Cough cough cough..."
Supported by Tang Xiao, Tang Zhen began to cough violently. Then, he suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, which sprayed onto the ground. His soul power began to fluctuate violently, and finally, he lost all strength and collapsed straight into the chair.
"Dad! Dad! What's wrong? Don't scare me! Someone, quick, someone go find Senior Ye and call all the elders over!"
Tang Xiao's roar almost lifted the roof off the entire building. His terrifying Title Douluo-level soul power, mixed with sound waves, was heard by almost everyone in the sect.
A short while later, a rumbling sound like an earthquake came from outside the door. Then, a group of elders with bulging muscles burst out of the door and nearly smashed the entire room to pieces.
"Second Brother! What's wrong? Say something!"
The Third Elder and the Seventh Elder rushed into the house first. When they saw Tang Zhen lying lifeless in Tang Xiao's arms, they almost knelt down on the ground. Then they immediately threw themselves down beside Tang Zhen and cried bitterly.
From childhood to adulthood, the Third Elder and the Seventh Elder had the best relationship with Tang Zhen, and they were almost inseparable.
Now, the two of them watched their beloved second brother die right in front of them, completely unable to accept the reality before them.
This was especially true for the Seventh Elder; it was like adding insult to injury.
Having just received news of his son's death, and now witnessing his second brother die before his eyes, the Seventh Elder could no longer suppress his anger.
"Damn the Spirit Hall, damn Qian Daoliu, how dare they slaughter my Clear Sky Sect disciples! It's unforgivable!"
The Seventh Elder was so angry that his eyebrows, beard, and hair stood on end, and a terrifyingly hot flame emanated from his body. He picked up two hammers and walked outside.
"Seventh Brother, where are you going?"
Before the Seventh Elder could even step out the door, a tall man with gray hair blocked his way.
He pressed his hand firmly on the Seventh Elder's shoulder, and his powerful level 96 soul force instantly froze the Seventh Elder in place.
The newcomer was none other than Tang Lie, the chief elder of the Haotian Sect, and also the elder brother of the sect master and all the elders!
"Big brother, let me go! I need to avenge my second brother, I need to avenge my son!"
The Seventh Elder's face was ferocious, and the clothes he was wearing already smelled burnt. His martial soul was the mutated Flame Haotian Twin Hammers, which not only had the terrifying power of the Haotian Hammers, but also the power of scorching flames.
Even though his soul power level was only 86, his strength was enough to rival that of a half-step Title Douluo.
However, his martial soul also had a flaw: whenever he was extremely angry, the flames on his body would start to burn involuntarily.
"Tang Lie, wake up! Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo are both incredibly powerful. Even I can't break free from their dual-domain restrictions."
Not to mention that the Spirit Hall also had other titled elders and Super Douluo-level retainers!
Besides, Qian Daoliu isn't dead yet. What's the difference between you going to the Spirit Hall now and committing suicide?
When Qian Daoliu was mentioned, the Grand Elder couldn't help but reveal a look of fear in his eyes.
Although his soul power seemed to differ from Qian Daoliu's by only three levels, in reality, the difference was dozens of times greater. If they were to actually fight, Qian Daoliu could kill him in just a few rounds.
After all, with his current physical condition, he was simply not capable of using the Great Sumeru Hammer, and Qian Daoliu would never give him the chance to detonate his rings.
"Are we just going to let it go like this?"
The Seventh Elder roared at the First Elder with red eyes.
"Of course we can't let it go like this, but not now. We must be patient now! Our Clear Sky Sect still has many young children who haven't grown up yet. If we fight the Spirit Hall to the death now, these children will never grow up!"
Hearing the First Elder's words, the Seventh Elder finally calmed down.
His two grandsons are only three years old. What would happen to them if something were to happen to him? They just lost their parents; they absolutely cannot lose their grandfather as well.
Thinking of this, Tang Lie dejectedly put down the hammer in his hand and slumped to the ground.
The First Elder silently looked at his brothers and Tang Xiao, then said in a low voice, "Alright, now is not the time for sorrow. Many things are still unresolved. From now on, I will temporarily assume the position of Sect Master to stabilize the entire sect. Haotian Sect, let's close the mountain..."
(End of chapter)