Winds of Change Rise

"Alas, I'm still far from Level 90. Otherwise, I could help ease the Sect Master's burdens." The Second Elder wore the same troubled expression.

The elders were all Tang Chen's juniors. With Tang Chen around, they had not trained so diligently in their prime, which had led to their slow progress now.

Back then, they had thought that even breaking through to become Titled Douluo would be of little use. Even if they died, Tang Chen would still be alive—they could never outlast him. With Tang Chen's protection, all they needed to do was wield their authority.

Yet Tang Chen had insisted on pursuing Level 100, and after that, there had been no news of him whatsoever. The burden of the Clear Sky Sect had then fallen upon them.

Ever since Tang Chen's departure, the elders had been cultivating desperately, with vast resources poured into them.

The Clear Sky Sect now possessed immense resources. Among the second-generation disciples, only Tang Xiao, Tang Hao, and the Seventh Elder Tang Lie's son had exceptional talent worthy of focused cultivation and lavish resources.

As for the rest, the resources were used to raise the elders' strength. One more Titled Douluo meant one more layer of security.

The Breaking Clan's elixirs and medicinal baths were indeed excellent. The elders and Tang Xiao had all made considerable progress, and Tang Xiao's cultivation had already reached Level 75.

"Report!!!" A loud cry rang out.

A second-generation disciple hurried inside.

"Reporting to the Sect Master! Brother Hao has returned!" The disciple immediately dropped to one knee and reported.

"What?! Hao'er is back! Hahahahaha! Hurry, bring him in!" Tang Zhen had finally heard some good news.

The other elders, Tang Xiao included, were overjoyed as well. Tang Hao was the Clear Sky Sect's true genius. The records he had set were even more astonishing than those of the Old Sect Master Tang Chen at the same age.

The Old Sect Master had been so delighted that he personally taught Tang Hao the ultimate technique of the Great Sumeru Hammer. Several years ago, Tang Hao had gone to the City of Slaughter to temper himself.

Now that he had returned, what did that mean? It meant he had obtained the City of Slaughter's unique Domain Spirit Skill—the Divine Slaughter's Domain!

Before long, a young man with a cold, resolute face and a burly build, standing around two meters tall, strode in.

"Father! Uncles!" Tang Hao clasped his fists and bowed to Tang Zhen and the elders.

"Hahahahaha! Good, good, good! After Father, Hao'er has also obtained the Divine Slaughter's Domain. Hao'er possesses peerless potential!" Tang Zhen had not been this happy in years.

He walked down at once, carefully looked Tang Hao over, then patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Good, good, good! Your Soul Power has reached Level 68, and your foundation is solid. Hao'er is only twenty-eight years old. There can't be another genius like him in the Spirit Master world, hahaha!"

"Indeed, indeed. Nephew Tang Hao is truly outstanding."

"That's right. Tang Hao, Uncle Lie has high hopes for you. Take my boy under your wing more often—his hammer techniques still aren't ruthless enough."

"Hao'er can safeguard our Clear Sky Sect for centuries."

At this time, in the Core Zone of the Star Dou Great Forest

Chen Xilin was engaged in a true battle with a forty-thousand-year Spirit Beast. Six Soul Rings appeared around him: yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black.

Within the Clear Sky Sect,

"So that's how it is. Spirit Hall's move is truly vicious—they've pushed our Clear Sky Sect to the forefront of the storm." Tang Hao had also learned the full story from Tang Zhen and the elders.

"Hao'er, you've only just returned from the City of Slaughter. Go straight to Heaven Dou City. Yuehua is there, and she can cleanse you of all worldly dust."

Tang Zhen patted Tang Hao's shoulder and said with a smile. Today was perhaps the day Tang Zhen had smiled the most in years.

"Yuehua?" Tang Hao recalled the little girl who had once followed him everywhere.

Tang Xiao, Tang Hao, and Tang Zhen all doted on Tang Yuehua immensely. Others in the Clear Sky Sect might have looked down on Tang Yuehua as useless because she had not inherited the Clear Sky Hammer.

Tang Hao had often beaten those who bullied his sister into keeping their mouths shut.

Tang Zhen himself also felt that it would look ridiculous for his beautiful daughter to swing a huge hammer around. Girls should look like girls—being pretty was enough.

Still, Tang Zhen had been greatly annoyed by the sect's rules, so he had directly sent Tang Yuehua outside to develop her own path, sparing her from some of the sect's gossip.

However, Tang Yuehua had proven herself. She founded Moonlight Pavilion, taught court etiquette and music, and earned the sect a great deal of money.

Even the elders could say nothing about it. The money Tang Yuehua earned accounted for thirty percent of the sect's revenue. That was no small contribution.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's decor was naturally very different from that of the Clear Sky Sect. Its interior looked as though it had been fashioned entirely from gemstones.

The newly appointed Ning Fengzhi was discussing the Seven Great Sects Re-selection Assembly with Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.

After succeeding as Sect Master, Ning Fengzhi recruited Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo and formed a close partnership with the Heaven Dou Imperial Family. As a result, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had not declined after Azure Gang Douluo's death, but had instead flourished.

Because of this, Ning Fengzhi was hailed as the wisest Sect Master the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had seen in a century.

"Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone, what are your thoughts on this Seven Great Sects Re-selection Assembly?" Ning Fengzhi asked with a warm smile.

That was Ning Fengzhi's manner of speaking. No matter whom he spoke to, he gave off a gentle and refreshing feeling that naturally inspired goodwill.

Two old men sat on either side before Ning Fengzhi.

One wore a spotless snow-white robe. His silver hair was neatly combed behind his back, and his handsome face was as smooth and tender as a baby's. His expression was indifferent, and his eyes seemed unable to see anything around him. He merely stood there silently without speaking.

Yet simply standing there gave people the feeling that, among heaven and earth and all things, he alone reigned supreme.

The other old man's face was withered, his muscles and skin shriveled, his eye sockets deeply sunken. He was not built with hugely bulging muscles, but his skeletal frame was astonishingly large. His clothes seemed to be held up entirely by bones, and his terrifying height was nearly two and a half meters.

Bone Douluo said, "Fengzhi, Old Xie, Azure Gang Douluo, is gone. At the previous Seven Great Sects Re-selection Assembly, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect ranked third.

"This time, Tang Chen of the Clear Sky Sect is gone as well. The Clear Sky Sect only has Tang Zhen left. Though that old fellow Tang Zhen is Level 95, if this old swordsman and I join forces, we can definitely defeat him.

"As for that old dragon of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, whether he can even beat either me or Sword Douluo alone is questionable. In this competition, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect can replace the Clear Sky Sect and become the Number One Sect Under Heaven."

Ning Fengzhi smiled after hearing Bone Douluo's words. "Hehe, Uncle Bone is right. With you and Uncle Sword here, we can indeed take first place at this assembly. However, Spirit Hall is still looming over us.

"Spirit Hall stands above all others. Its number of Titled Douluo exceeds the combined total of our Seven Great Sects. If we become the Number One Sect, I'm afraid we may draw Spirit Hall's suppression."

Ning Fengzhi's eyes were deep, as though he were contemplating something.

Meanwhile, at the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan

Yu Yuanzhen was equally troubled. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was truly facing a shortage of successors now, relying on him alone to hold it up.

Tyrant Dragon Douluo, the previous clan head, had perished together with Azure Gang Douluo. For him, it had been a wonderful ending—reaching the peak of his power in a final battle against his sworn enemy.

But for Yu Yuanzhen, the new clan head, things were exceptionally difficult. Aside from himself, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had no Titled Douluo, only a group of old Spirit Douluo. Among those of his generation, only Yu Luomian had relatively high cultivation, but he was merely a Soul Saint.

Once Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Spirit Masters reached the Soul Saint rank, their cultivation speed became incredibly slow. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul's secret technique, Dragon Transformation, required immense Soul Power to sustain. That was also one of the reasons the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul was so powerful.

Yu Yuanzhen stared at the true dragon statue outside the door and growled, "This time, my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is determined to claim the position of the Number One Sect Under Heaven!"

As soon as he finished speaking, powerful lightning surged around Yu Yuanzhen!