The Clear Sky Sect Commits Its Entire Force, the Younger Generation Takes the Battlefield

In Gengxin City, all the upper echelons of the Clear Sky Sect Allied Forces had gathered in the Council Hall. The atmosphere was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Yang Wudi of the Breaking Clan, Niu Gao of the Defense Clan, Titan of the Strength Clan, Huo Yun of the White Tiger Sect, Bai He of the Speed Clan, and representatives from other small and medium-sized sects all wore grave, sorrowful expressions.

By now, everyone present had learned of Tang Xiao's death in battle.

At this moment, no one dared to casually break the silence. Only the long table in the center of the Council Hall quietly bore Tang Xiao's body, becoming the focus of everyone's gaze.

Everyone sat on both sides of the long table. As the Leader of the Alliance, Tang Hao occupied the main seat in the middle.

His body leaned slightly forward, his gaze fixed firmly on Tang Xiao's body on the table. Unfaded grief still lingered in his eyes.

Yet as the Leader of the Alliance, Tang Hao had no choice but to forcibly suppress the sorrow in his heart and not let his emotions affect his judgment.

Tang Xiao's corpse lay flat at the center of the long table. The bowl-sized hole in his chest was especially dazzling, and his clothes were still stained with long-dried blood. Every trace of it spoke of the brutality of the battle before.

Everyone stared at Tang Xiao's fatal wound in silence. Only their heavy breathing could be heard in the hall.

After a while, Bai He, as the eldest senior present, truly could not bear to let the atmosphere remain deadlocked. He also knew that now was not the time to wallow in grief.

Thus, Bai He was the first to speak. In a heavy