Clear Sky Sect's Fury

The sun sank below the horizon, night fell, and the long darkness began.

Bibi Dong remained seated cross-legged in the same spot, her eyes closed, with her Soul Ring slowly rotating around her.

Her expression shifted between tense and relaxed; absorbing Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring was never an easy task.

The absorption of each Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring is accompanied by a Soul Shock.

That is the mental impact formed by the resentment and unwillingness of the Soul Beast in its previous life condensing in the Soul Ring. The higher the cultivation level and the heavier the resentment of the Soul Beast, the more violent the Soul Shock will be after death.

The Blue Silver Emperor's resentment was far greater than any of the Soul Ring Bibi Dong had absorbed before.

That resentment, hatred, and despair were all woven into this Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring.

Deep within Bibi Dong's consciousness, the remnant soul of the Blue Silver Emperor was launching a frenzied counterattack.

Countless golden and blue Blue Silver Emperor surged into her spiritual world like a tide, each Blue Silver Emperor carrying an extremely pure resentment and venom.

Bibi Dong's mental world was violently shaken by these resentments.

But she did not give up, and her true strength as a level 99 Peak Douluo was revealed at this moment.

The vast ocean of Spiritual Power withstood the impact of the Blue Silver Emperor's resentment.

At the same time, the Asura Divine Power spread throughout his body along his meridians. That power was extremely domineering, directly suppressing the Blue Silver Emperor's resentment and forcibly suppressing it deep within his Soul Ring.

You're not convinced? Then beat them until they are.

Not happy? Then I'll make you happy.

The Asura Divine Power is unreasonable and does not accept bargaining.

This absorption process took a full day and night.

The next day, when the sun rose, Bibi Dong was still asleep.

The sun rose to its zenith and then slowly began to set in the west, but she still didn't wake up.

By the early morning of the third day, the fluctuations in Soul Power finally subsided, and the light of the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring surrounding Bibi Dong dimmed, completely merging into her body.

She opened her eyes and exhaled a long breath.

"Alright?"

Bibi Dong nodded. "That child... you sent him to the orphanage?"

Qian Xunji hummed in agreement, then extended his hand to her. "Let's go home."

Bibi Dong pulled him up by the hand.

I didn't ask too many questions; I just understood it myself.

At the same time, news of the Spirit Hall's pursuit of Tang Hao spread from Nuoding City.

A battle at the level of Titled Douluo, with four powerful figures appearing simultaneously above a small town, it was impossible for them to go unnoticed.

After the news spread, the Heaven Dou Royal Family was the first to become restless.

Nuoding City is under the jurisdiction of the Fasinuo Province of the Heaven Dou Empire. If the royal family turns a blind eye to Titled Douluo- level assassination attempt occurring within the territory of the Heaven Dou Empire, they will lose face.

When Xue Ye learned that the person being hunted was Tang Hao, the second young master of the Clear Sky Sect, his heart skipped a beat.

He didn't want to provoke either the Spirit Hall or the Clear Sky Sect, but since the incident occurred on the territory of the Heaven Dou Empire, he had to make a statement.

He immediately dispatched Prince Xue Xing and several high-ranking officials to Nuoding City to investigate, and specifically instructed Xue Xing: investigate only, do not express any opinion, and do not offend any party.

When Prince Xue Xing arrived in Nuoding City with his men at top speed, it was already the third day since the incident.

Following the directions of the local people, they found the mountain forest north of the city and discovered the cave.

But the cave was empty—no one, no bodies, nothing at all.

No, it's not that there's nothing at all.

There were large patches of dried blood on the ground at the cave entrance, the surrounding trees were neatly sheared off by the shockwave, and deep sword marks and hammer marks remained on the mountain wall.

The soil churned, and faint fluctuations of Soul Power lingered in the air.

Every trace here tells the investigators that an extremely fierce battle took place here, and both sides were at least Titled Douluo level powerhouses.

They then discovered the cemetery.

In a low-lying area beside the cave, there is a patch of freshly turned soil, the mound is not high, and there is no marker.

The soldiers dug up the mound of earth and found two bodies lying side by side underneath.

A young woman with blue hair and a burly man were present; they were Tang Hao and Ah Yin.

Two days later...

Clear Sky Sect, Clear Sky Plaza.

This plaza, built atop a mountain peak, is usually only accompanied by mountain breezes and a sea of clouds.

Today, the square was packed with people.

A funeral hall was erected in the very center.

Black gauze and white curtains hung from thirty-six cypress pillars, swaying heavily in the mountain breeze.

Two ebony coffins stood side by side in the center of the mourning hall, each covered with a banner of the Clear Sky Sect.

An altar was set up in front of the coffin, with white candles burning brightly and wisps of smoke rising. On the altar were three kinds of sacrificial animals and five kinds of fruit.

The paper money burned in the copper basin, and the ashes were blown up by the mountain wind.

Ning Fengzhi was the first to arrive.

The sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect brought Sword Douluo Chen Xin with him.

In addition, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan also sent Yu Luomian.

Tang Hao's death shocked the entire Soul Master World; not attending would be impolite.

The Four Single-Attribute Clans of the Clear Sky Sect also attended the event, and Tai Tan, the patriarch of the Strength Clan, was in tears.

In addition, the Elemental Academies also came. The high-ranking members of the Heavenly Water Academy, Blazing Fire Academy, and Divine Wind Academy Academies stood in the crowd and bowed respectfully.

The square was crowded, yet eerily quiet.

No one whispered to each other, and no one exchanged pleasantries or reminisced.

The rustling sound of the mountain wind passing through the white curtains became the loudest noise in the entire square.

Then, a hoarse and mournful wail broke the silence.

"Hao-- Hao'er!"

My Hao'er!

Tang Yin, supported by Tang Xiao, walked down the stone steps behind the mourning hall step by step.

He was dressed in coarse hemp mourning clothes, with a straw rope tied around his waist, and his gray hair was loosely draped over his shoulders.

Just a few days ago, his temples were gray, but now his entire head is 80% white, as if someone had aged more than ten years overnight. Tears streamed down the wrinkles on his face.

Tang Xiao held onto his left arm, his own eyes red, but he stubbornly refused to cry.

Because someone has to take charge of this matter.

All eyes in the room turned to the father and son.

Tang Yin shook off Tang Xiao's support and stumbled to the coffin.

His hands were pressed on the coffin lid, his ten fingers gripping the edge of the coffin tightly.

"Hao'er... Hao'er, look at your father... just look at your father..."