Clear Sky Sect.
At the majestic Snow Mountain Peak, the cold wind bit fiercely.
Tang Xiao stood silently before the Iron Chain Bridge, gazing at the tiny figure on the far side. A faint sense of powerlessness rose in his heart. Even though Clear Sky Sect had sealed its mountain for twenty years, he had still maintained a keen, enterprising mindset, yet before that person opposite him, the gap in strength was like a chasm, leaving him at a loss.
Rank ninety-eight, a blood-red One Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, a top-tier Beast Spirit, the Golden Alligator King.
Those four terms pressed down on his heart like mountains.
It was not that he had never tried to break through Second Worship Golden Alligator's blockade, but every time, he had been defeated without the slightest ability to resist. If not for Golden Alligator's wariness of his great-grandfather, whose whereabouts were unknown, Clear Sky Sect would probably no longer exist.
As for the combined ultimate technique of Clear Sky Sect's five elders, that was their final trump card. Unless the sect reached a moment of life and death, it would never be used.
And so, the dignified number-one sect, Clear Sky Sect, had been locked inside its Mountain Gate by Golden Alligator Douluo alone.
Suddenly, several figures walked over from the Iron Chain Bridge, drawing closer and closer. Although Golden Alligator Douluo had sealed off Clear Sky Sect's exit, he had not forbidden everyone from coming and going. Some of the younger generation had to go down the mountain to transport food.
When he saw who had come, a trace of joy flashed through Tang Xiao's eyes. After the group crossed the Iron Chain Bridge and arrived before the Mountain Gate, Tang Xiao smiled and said, "Yuehua, why have you come back?"