Sect Re-election Conference Begins

Qian Daoliu turned and left to find Qian Xunji to discuss the Sect Re-election Conference.

When Qian Xunji learned that Ling Yuxuan had six Limit Douluo behind him, he was greatly shocked. After hearing Ling Yuxuan's plan, Qian Xunji was stunned again, but quickly agreed to it.

Three months later, the Sect Re-election Conference would be held at the Papal Palace Plaza.

Invitations had already been sent to all major factions.

After the invitations were sent out, the various sects reacted differently.

At this moment, within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, inside the Sect Main Hall.

Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo sat high within the hall.

Ning Fengzhi frowned as he looked at the invitation Spirit Hall had sent him.

"Alas, I have no idea what Spirit Hall's purpose is in doing this. Otherwise, they would not have convened the Sect Re-election Conference so lightly.

Sword Uncle, Bone Uncle, it seems I'll have to trouble the two of you again at this Sect Re-election Conference.

Now that the Clear Sky Sect has sealed off its mountain, they may not participate in this Sect Re-election Conference. Without the Clear Sky Sect as a competitor, the Number One Sect will be our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. One sect, two Douluo.

As long as we secure the title of Number One Sect, more and more independent Spirit Masters will join our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. That will make our sect even stronger."

As he spoke, Ning Fengzhi thought of someone. If that person had joined the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect back then, they might have been a sect with three Douluo by now!

What a pity, what a pity. In the end, that person made an enemy of the Clear Sky Sect and refused to join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, only to meet a tragic death.

Sword Douluo narrowed his eyes, lost in thought.

Within the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, inside the Family Head Hall.

Yu Luomian handed Spirit Hall's invitation to Yu Yuanzhen.

"Big Brother, are we participating in this Sect Re-election Conference or not?"

Yu Yuanzhen lowered his head in thought. In Spirit Hall's eyes, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan occupied a rather awkward position. After all, that rebellious son of his family had actually overestimated himself and tried to take away Spirit Hall's Saintess. Though he had ultimately been stopped by the Pope and driven out of Spirit City, the clan had still been implicated.

If not for that rebellious son, how could the clan have ended up in this state?

That rebellious son was useless—incapable of accomplishing anything and only good at ruining things!

"Participate. Why wouldn't we? Are we supposed to stay away just because of that rebellious son?"

Within the Clear Sky Sect, inside the Sect Main Hall.

Tang Xiao sat high upon the Sect Master Throne, looking at the invitation in his hand with complicated feelings.

"Elders, should we participate in this Sect Re-election Conference or not?"

The most hot-tempered among them, Seventh Elder Tang Lie, slammed his palm directly onto the table.

"Participate! If not for that useless Tang Hao, how could the sect have ended up like this? We can use this Sect Re-election Conference to let the world know the Clear Sky Sect again and display the might of our Number One Tool Martial Soul, the Clear Sky Hammer!"

At this moment, the oldest Second Elder also spoke.

"I agree with Old Seventh. Our Clear Sky Sect has sealed off its mountain for six years. It is time to let the world recognize our Number One Sect once more."

Hearing the two elders' opinions, Tang Xiao hesitated.

"Let's decide by vote!"

The result was an awkward situation where every elder agreed, while Tang Xiao alone opposed it.

"Then it's settled. Our Clear Sky Sect will participate in this Sect Re-election Conference. I refuse to believe that Spirit Hall would dare attack us in front of the whole world."

Seeing this, the Second Elder spoke.

"The Sect Master will lead Old Seventh, Old Third, and Old Fifth to participate. The remaining few will stay behind to guard the sect."

Seeing that resistance was futile, Tang Xiao could only comply with the elders' decision.

At that moment, Tang Xiao was thinking about Tang Hao. Tang Hao's reputation within the sect was simply terrible.

In his eyes, his second brother had done nothing wrong by protecting his beloved. Spirit Hall was the one at fault. If Spirit Hall had not coveted Ah Yin's Soul Ring and Spirit Bone, how could Ah Yin have ended up sacrificing herself?

So what if you killed a few people from Spirit Hall? Did that warrant attacking our Clear Sky Sect?

Since his younger brother had defeated Qian Xunji back then, he would challenge Qian Xunji this time as well and grind Spirit Hall's dignity into the dirt.

The major factions all harbored their own schemes and thoughts.

Soon, three months passed, and the Sect Re-election Conference began on schedule at Spirit Hall Plaza.

The Sect Re-election Conference would be conducted in the form of arena matches. Each major faction would send its strongest person onto the stage to compete. The faction of the final victor would become the Number One Sect recognized by the Spirit Master World.

An enormous arena had already been erected before the Papal Palace Plaza. The entire competition grounds had been forged from all kinds of special rare metals. In the eyes of those blacksmiths, this was simply a criminal waste of natural resources!

Four special crystal stones stood around the competition grounds. These crystals could absorb the shockwaves generated during battles between Titled Douluo, preventing them from harming the people in the spectator stands.

Directly in front of the competition grounds stood the Papal Palace. Qian Xunji stood there silently, watching everything below.

Early in the morning, the major factions were led to their respective areas by designated personnel.

The resting areas of the major factions had all been built around the competition grounds.

At this moment, within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's resting area.

Sword Douluo frowned slightly as he looked toward the Clear Sky Sect's resting area.

"Fengzhi, I never expected even the Clear Sky Sect to come this time."

"Yes, I never expected the Clear Sky Sect to participate in this Sect Re-election Conference. We miscalculated."

At that moment, Ning Fengzhi noticed an unfamiliar resting area.

"Sword Uncle, look over there."

Sword Douluo looked toward Snow Feather Hall's resting area.

"Strange. I can't see through those two people, and I can even feel a sense of pressure from them. Especially the one in front—when I tried to probe him, even my Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul started trembling."

"A new faction? It seems this Sect Re-election Conference is becoming interesting."

At that moment, Yun Ming also sensed that someone had been probing him. Following the direction from which that spiritual power had come, he found Sword Douluo.

Sword Douluo saw Yun Ming as well. Their eyes met, and Sword Douluo unconsciously took two steps back, cold sweat streaming down his body.

"What's wrong, Sword Uncle?"

Sword Douluo's body was trembling. He spoke in a quavering voice.

"That man is not someone I can contend against. Just that simple glance was enough to make me unable to endure it and take two steps back. I can't even summon my Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul."

Ning Fengzhi's pupils abruptly contracted as he stared at Yun Ming in shock. A single glance had forced Sword Douluo back, and the Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul had even refused to emerge.

Just how terrifying was this man's strength?