Star Luo Falls, in the Name of the Asura God

Tang Hao was enveloped in dark red soul power as he flew back to the Clear Sky Sect through the air with Tang San, Dai Mubai, and the others.

The moment they crossed the enormous stone gate inscribed with the words "Clear Sky," the tense atmosphere hanging in the air rushed toward them.

The training ground, where disciples usually practiced every morning, was now completely deserted.

The disciples patrolling the sect wore grave expressions, gripping the weapons at their waists tightly. Even their footsteps were more hurried than usual.

Looking down from mid-air, the entire sect exuded an oppressive sense of alarm and panic.

"Looks like the sect has received word of Spirit Hall's movements as well."

Tang Hao's gaze swept over the surroundings, and he frowned slightly as he pondered to himself, But I wonder how far things have progressed since we left Spirit City after the Soul Master Competition?

"And what exactly is the situation with the Star Luo Imperial Family within the Star Luo Empire?"

Tang Hao did not linger. He led the children directly toward the sect's central hall.

Before long, they arrived at the center of the Clear Sky Sect and landed directly on the smooth bluestone slabs of the square.

Tang Hao turned to look at everyone behind him. His voice was gentler than usual as he instructed Tang San, "Little San, take everyone to rest in the courtyard on the back mountain first. Remember to arrange neighboring rooms for Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing as well."

"The Star Luo Imperial Family's situation is still unclear. Let them remain safely within the sect for now. With the Clear Sky Sect here, no one will be able to harm them in the slightest."

"Understood, dad."

Tang San nodded in response, his gaze carrying a calm