Clear Sky Sect Leader Tang Xiao! Do You Know Your Crimes?

Thud!

Thud!

All the villagers, men and women, young and old alike, seemed to have been struck viciously by an invisible giant hammer the instant the pressure descended.

The smiles on their faces froze instantly, while extreme terror and confusion erupted in their eyes.

Then, their bodies lost control as they fell uniformly to their knees.

The dull thuds of knees striking the hard ground merged into one.

Then, something even more horrifying happened.

The Clear Sky Sect disciples disguised as villagers reacted slightly faster, instinctively trying to unleash the Soul Power within their bodies in resistance. However, their soul rings did not even have time to light up beneath their feet—

"Agh—!"

"Pfft—!"

Shrill, abrupt screams and the muffled sounds of bodies bursting apart erupted almost at the same time.

The Clear Sky Sect disciples who had tried to activate their Soul Power exploded violently, utterly unable to resist.

Blood splashed across the walls of the low stone houses like the richest paint.

Severed limbs and mangled remains flew everywhere, and the stench of blood, so thick it made one retch, instantly filled the air, replacing the fresh scent of grass and trees from the mountains.

In less than a breath, the entire village had transformed from a peaceful mountain settlement into a bloody slaughterhouse.

The many Clear Sky Sect disciples stationed here had their lives instantly erased.

Only then did the source of that destruction truly reveal itself.

Above the village, space rippled violently like water, and ten figures exuding overwhelming auras slowly emerged as though divine beings descending upon the world.

At their head stood Spirit Hall's Pope, Ye Xian, holding the Frost King Sword and radiating extreme cold!

To his left stood the Third Enshrined Elder, Azure Phoenix Douluo.

Clad in blue robes, he had handsome features, yet his gaze was sharp as lightning. Nine soul rings revolved around him.

A blue hurricane condensed behind him into the phantom of a gigantic divine bird.

Its wings spread wide, stirring the winds and clouds. It was the terrifying wind pressure he had unleashed that instantly swept the bloody stench and dust high into the sky, preventing them from spreading too soon.

To Ye Xian's right stood the Fifth Enshrined Elder, Light Feather Douluo.

He held no bow in his hand, yet an invisible, razor-sharp arrow intent locked onto every inch of land below, as though it could pierce through space at any moment.

Nine soul rings pulsed, one of them a profound black soul ring shimmering with light. It was the pressure of the arrow domain he had unleashed.

That invisible sharp force was one of the culprits behind the bodies of so many Clear Sky Sect disciples being invisibly sliced and torn apart.

Behind them, seven figures stood firm as rocks.

The three Enshrined Elders—Lion, Qian Jun, and Jiang Mo—as well as the four Elders—Yue Guan, Gui Mei, Pufferfish, and Snake Lance.

The Soul Power of ten Titled Douluo intertwined without reservation, forming a terrifying Force Field powerful enough to make heaven and earth change color.

It sealed off the entire village completely.

Aside from these ten, there was also an exceptionally swift figure atop a nearby tree canopy.

It was Bai He, Clan Leader of the Speed Clan.

He had personally led everyone here with a map in hand.

Ye Xian's icy gaze swept over the mountain village below, now resembling purgatory.

His voice was not loud, yet it clearly reached the ears of every Titled Douluo, carrying an unquestionable command.

"Check the perimeter. Leave none alive!"

"Do not leave any survivors!"

"Yes!"

The other nine Titled Douluo answered in unison, their voices rolling like muffled thunder.

At Ye Xian's command, a cold gleam flashed through Light Feather Douluo's eyes.

Invisible arrow intent instantly condensed into hundreds and thousands of streams of light too faint for the naked eye to discern, shooting precisely toward the stone houses and cellars in the village where Soul Power fluctuations were hidden.

Boom!

The sturdy stone houses were pierced through as easily as paper. The two Clear Sky Sect Soul Kings hidden within, who had thought they could escape disaster, died instantly.

From Stone Creek Village to the Clear Sky Sect Mountain Gate, one had to pass through five peaks connected by iron chains.

But before Ye Xian, such obstacles were as good as nonexistent.

He activated his Soul Power, and the damp, cold air instantly froze into ice. An Ice-Sealed Path formed in an instant.

The frigid mountain wind carried thin mist with it, and before long, the Clear Sky Sect's mountain gate, hidden among the folds of the mountains, appeared before them.

The massive stone archway had weathered the passage of time. Upon it was carved the ancient and domineering Clear Sky Hammer Emblem, silently speaking of the majesty once possessed by the number one sect under heaven.

Ye Xian stood a hundred zhang away from the mountain gate. His deep-blue papal robe did not stir in the mountain wind, as though it had been sculpted from Ten Thousand Year Profound Ice.

The Frost King Sword in his hand pointed diagonally at the ground, the Deep Blue Cold Qi coiling around its tip seeming to freeze even the surrounding space.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei stood on either side of him, while the other seven did not reveal themselves directly.

Half a step ahead and to the side of Ye Xian stood Bai He.

Bai He stared excitedly at the mountain gate that had once brought him humiliation and despair. His eyes held icy resolve, along with an indescribably complex trace of emotion.

It was precisely because of those unforgettable memories from years ago that he had been able to point out this secret route leading straight to the heart of the Clear Sky Sect for Your Holiness the Pope.

"Clear Sky Sect!"

Ye Xian's cold voice was not loud, yet it pierced through the howling mountain wind like an ice spike, echoing clearly through the valley.

"Tang Xiao, Leader of the Clear Sky Sect, do you know your crimes?"

The instant his words fell, the profound ice patterns on the Frost King Sword suddenly lit up.

A vast, extreme coldness erupted from him like an ancient Ice Dragon awakening, crashing fiercely toward the silent mountain gate!

Bzzz—!

The power of an invisible domain spread instantly, carrying an absolute will that seemed to declare sovereignty.

The hard rocks near the mountain gate were instantly coated in thick layers of deep-blue ice, while countless tiny, razor-sharp icicles condensed in the air.

This terrifying and unfamiliar fluctuation of Soul Power was like a massive boulder cast into stagnant water, instantly throwing the Clear Sky Sect into turmoil.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Three incomparably violent auras, carrying a pressure as heavy as mountains, shot into the sky from behind the mountain gate.

Immediately afterward, an even more mighty and domineering aura followed, as though it contained the power to split heaven and earth apart.

With a heavy rumble, the massive mountain gate slowly opened inward.

The first to rush out were the Clear Sky Sect's Second Elder, Third Elder, and Fifth Elder.

Their beards and hair flared wildly, Soul Power around them like burning lava, while nine soul rings beneath their feet pulsed madly.

The enormous phantoms of Clear Sky Hammers flickered behind them. Their terrifying pressure mixed with sky-piercing fury as they tried to tear apart Ye Xian's icy domain that froze all things.

Following the three of them, Tang Xiao, the Sect Leader, stepped forth.

He was broad and powerfully built, his face resolute and solemn, but it was now filled with unprecedented shock, fury, and gravity.

His aura was like the eye of a storm, even more vast and powerful than those of the three Elders.

He held no hammer, yet the invisible pressure he gave off felt like an unseen giant hammer hanging above everyone's heads.

His deep gaze was like that of an eagle, instantly piercing through the spreading frost mist and Ice Crystals as it swept precisely over the members of Spirit Hall.

When his gaze fell upon Ye Xian, his pupils suddenly contracted, filled with deep wariness and a trace of disbelief.

By now, Tang Xiao had naturally guessed this man's identity.

This was Ye Xian, the new Pope who had deposed Bibi Dong and sealed the Ice-Sealed Papal Palace in ice?

He looked so young—and possessed such terrifying power!