The Continent Trembles, Yue Hua Grieves

Tang Xiao's eyes turned bloodshot.

The elders were startled by Tang Xiao's reaction.

But before long, one elder retorted, "You can't put it that way. Who could have known Tang Hao would do something like killing the Spirit Hall Pope?"

"Exactly. And he even had a child with a Soul Beast. He's utterly disgraced our Clear Sky Sect."

"Our Clear Sky Sect has no one like that."

"..."

The elders spoke over one another, nearly painting Tang Hao as an utterly heinous villain.

"Shut up!!" Tang Xiao panted heavily.

"I'll speak to Spirit Hall about the soul bones."

With that, Tang Xiao left.

"What kind of attitude was that!"

"Exactly. We're all doing this for the good of the Clear Sky Sect. Those are two Inheritance Soul Bones!"

"I told you, their branch is no good. What's the use of high talent if they can't lead our Clear Sky Sect to greater heights?"

"First Elder, what should we do?"

"What do we do now?" The elders all looked toward the First Elder.

"We'll discuss the specifics later. If Tang Xiao can't get the soul bones back, we'll remove him from his position."

"Good!"

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

A refined, easygoing middle-aged man stared at the information in his hand in silence.

An old man beside him, whose face was as smooth as a baby's, spoke first. "Fengzhi, this is most likely true. After all, even the Clear Sky Sect's Inheritance Soul Bones have appeared."

"I know. I never expected Spirit Hall to find Tang Hao." Ning Fengzhi sighed softly.

"Fengzhi, this is a matter between the Clear Sky Sect and Spirit Hall. It has nothing to do with us," Gu Rong said.

"I understand, but Spirit Hall is growing stronger and stronger. They even killed Tang Hao without us receiving the slightest news." Ning Fengzhi had no answer.

To maintain the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect as an auxiliary sect, they had to constantly nurture other powerful geniuses.

They were inherently far inferior to the Clear Sky Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

"That's normal. Spirit Hall has branches in every city, so it's only natural that someone would spot Tang Hao."

"This time, Spirit Hall was putting on a display for us to see. Their strength is still as formidable as ever."

"Alright, don't overthink it. Let's focus on raising Rongrong. Perhaps Rongrong can evolve her Martial Soul into the Eight Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda."

At the mention of Ning Rongrong, Ning Fengzhi's expression softened considerably.

Ning Rongrong had innate Level 9 Soul Power and had been the most talented person in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect over the past half year.

She was also the future of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

"I never expected Tang Hao to die. Life truly is unpredictable."

Yu Yuanzhen looked at the information in his hand, unable to calm down for a long time.

"Big Brother, Spirit Hall is getting stronger and stronger. It would be best if we didn't clash with them.

"With Tang Hao's talent, he probably had the strength of Level 94 or even Level 95 by now. He also possessed the Clear Sky Sect's secret techniques, on top of Explode Ring.

"If Spirit Hall could kill Tang Hao, then they could destroy our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect as well."

As Spirit Hall's mole, Yu Luomian naturally had to steer the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect back onto the right path.

"Second Boss, that's not right. Could our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect really be inferior to Tang Hao?"

"Exactly."

Several elders were deeply dissatisfied.

"Compared to the Clear Sky Sect, our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect is definitely weaker. Even the Clear Sky Sect dares not confront Spirit Hall. If we do, are we going there to die?" Yu Luomian shouted angrily.

"We are the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect," one elder said with immense pride.

Yu Luomian was speechless. With elders like these, it was only natural that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect would eventually be destroyed.

What Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect? It all came down to whose fists were harder.

The sect only had one Title Douluo.

Even with the True Dragon Nine Crowns, could they defeat Spirit Hall?

Ridiculous!

Yu Luomian fell silent. Speaking to these people felt like an insult to his intelligence.

They had become trapped in the glory of their sect.

Little did they know that currents were already stirring beneath the surface.

The current Pope, Bibi Dong, was an extremely ambitious woman.

Their arrogance and tyranny were simply courting death.

How arrogant had the Clear Sky Sect once been? And now?

They had sealed off their mountain!

The Clear Sky Sect had once had Tang Chen.

But what did the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect have?

Jack shit.

Good thing his family had surrendered.

At least the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon bloodline could still be preserved.

Seeing this, Yu Yuanzhen nodded. "Alright, that settles this matter."

"This is the Clear Sky Sect's business. We will continue developing."

"Yes."

Aside from the Upper Three Sects, the Two Great Empires of Heaven Dou and Star Luo were also shaken by Tang Hao's death.

As one of the Clear Sky Sect's Twin Stars, Tang Hao had been exceptionally dazzling more than a decade ago.

He had also become the youngest Title Douluo on the continent.

He had even killed the previous Pope of Spirit Hall.

Yet such a man had died.

He had died at the hands of Spirit Hall.

Spirit Hall had taken its revenge.

The news immediately spread through every street and alley across the continent.

Heaven Dou City, Moonlight Pavilion.

When the news arrived, Tang Yuehua's fingers paused over the zither.

The music came to an abrupt halt.

Her hand froze above the strings, her fingertips trembling slightly. Even her breathing stopped for an instant.

Her gentle, sleepy eyes became hollow.

"Sister Tang..." Princess Xue Ke stood to one side, not daring to approach.

The news had dealt Tang Yuehua far too great a blow.

Tang Yuehua abruptly rose to her feet. The tea at her side fell to the ground with a slap, and the hot tea scalded her arm, yet she seemed not to feel any pain.

As soon as she stood, she swayed as though a light breeze could blow her over.

"Sister Tang!" Xue Ke immediately stepped forward and supported her.

"Impossible... How could this be..." Tang Yuehua murmured, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz.

"Sister Tang, you've been burned. Let's treat your injury first." Xue Ke was frantic.

But Tang Yuehua's lips trembled, her face as pale as paper, and even her hands had turned cold.

Xue Ke had never seen Tang Yuehua like this.

The elegant, composed, noble mistress of Moonlight Pavilion was nowhere to be seen.

"Sister Tang, don't be like this..." Xue Ke's eyes reddened. Seeing Tang Yuehua like this made her feel terrible as well.

It was as though Tang Yuehua could not hear her at all.

She was like a puppet, her gaze unfocused.

Other than muttering under her breath, she made no further movements.

"Sister Tang, cry. You'll feel better if you cry."

Tang Hao's death had hurt Tang Yuehua far too deeply.

Ever since she was young, both her eldest brother and second brother had treated her very well.

Even after she awakened a martial soul that could not cultivate, they had never treated her poorly.

But her second brother was dead.

Tang Yuehua did not cry. She stood there quietly, like a walking corpse.

Outside the window, dusk hung heavy, and the last ray of sunlight vanished from the sky.

Within the music room, there was no sound besides Xue Ke's sobbing.

Tang Yuehua looked far more haggard.

The next moment, Tang Yuehua closed her eyes and fainted.

"Big Sister Tang!"

"Big Sister Tang!!"

Xue Ke hurriedly caught Tang Yuehua, but she was too young and did not have much strength.

"Someone!"

"Quick, someone come!!"