"Bastards!!"
Tang Xiao's eyes nearly split with rage as towering fury surged straight to his head.
These were all disciples of the Clear Sky Sect.
Yet they had been slaughtered so easily right at their own gates.
What humiliation!
What provocation!
He suddenly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the two figures sitting leisurely in the distance, as though they had merely swatted a few mosquitoes to death.
"Who exactly are you? How dare you slaughter my Clear Sky Sect disciples so viciously! Do you truly think our Mountain Sealing means we fear anyone?" Tang Xiao's voice was somewhat hoarse, yet carried by Soul Power, it boomed like thunder.
The several elders behind him were likewise shocked and enraged. Their Soul Power surged as they prepared to strike at any moment.
Although the opponents' auras were terrifying, the pride of the Clear Sky Sect—the number one sect beneath heaven—could not be trampled so freely!
They were all Title Douluo. Could they truly be no match?
Facing Tang Xiao's furious questioning, Guang Ling Douluo slowly raised his head in the distance. His ice-covered left eye swept over Tang Xiao and the others without the slightest emotion as his cool voice clearly reached every ear. "It seems... the people of your Clear Sky Sect have poor ears and even poorer brains."
"Did you take Spirit Hall's earlier warning as empty wind?"
He paused, and his tone suddenly turned severe, carrying unquestionable majesty. "Since you chose Mountain Sealing, then stay sealed properly! Without permission, who gave you the courage to come and go as you pleased?"
The instant his words fell...
Boom! Boom!
Two vast auras, far more terrifying and majestic than before, suddenly awakened and erupted from Guang Ling Douluo and Qing Luan Douluo.
Their auras shot into the sky,