When Ye Lan suddenly took flight, Ye Qifeng, Qian Renxue, and Yue Guan remained perfectly calm, but Tang Hao's expression changed as he lurked in the shadows.
He knew full well.
Flight was one of the Blue Silver Emperor's innate abilities. Ah Yin had possessed it back then, and the 100,000-Year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone she had left behind after her sacrifice had inherited that ability as well.
Thus, the instant he saw Ye Lan use Flight, Tang Hao became almost completely certain that Ah Yin's spirit bone was on her. There could be no mistake.
At the thought, Tang Hao's expression involuntarily darkened further beneath the ragged black hooded robe that shrouded his entire body.
His gaze was unfathomably deep, the red gleam within it growing darker. The killing intent he radiated intensified with it, as though he might strike at any moment and tear Ah Yin's spirit bone back out of Ye Lan.
Fortunately, Tang Hao had not lost his reason. He knew this was the Elite Spirit Master Tournament, and the consequences of attacking here would be unthinkable.
He would have nowhere left to stand in the entire Spirit Master world of the Douluo Continent, and he might even implicate his son Tang San, or the Clear Sky Sect.
He did not care about himself-his reputation had long since rotted away-but Tang San and the Clear Sky Sect were different.
Tang San had yet to mature and still needed time to develop. If this incident caused Spirit Hall to hunt Tang San down just as it hunted him, the loss would far outweigh the gain.
The same went for the Clear Sky Sect.
The Clear Sky Sect was now a far cry from what it had once been. It had withdrawn deep into Snow Mountain,