At the angel clan member's report, all of Heaven Dou City erupted in an uproar, voices of discussion rising one after another.
"Seven hundred and seventy-seven members of the Strength Clan, two thousand two hundred and twenty-three imperial guards from the palace... three thousand in all..."
"Hiss~~"
"Those women are way too ruthless, aren't they?"
"Three thousand people—all killed by those women? Only a few members of the Strength Clan who weren't there managed to escape by sheer luck?"
"First they wiped out the Strength Clan, then stormed the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, and after that they even took a stroll through the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect..."
"Those women are clearly only Soul Douluo at level eighty. How did they manage something so horrifying?"
"Facing hundreds of Soul Master Imperial Guards, even a Soul Douluo would have to keep well clear. Yet those ten women came away without a scratch and slaughtered three thousand Soul Masters. This makes no sense at all!"
"More than three thousand lives... when has Heaven Dou City ever seen such a terrifying massacre?"
"Heaven Dou Empire is really in chaos now. They even dared to attack the imperial family and the Upper Three Sects. Is Spirit Hall trying to turn the whole continent upside down?"
"Oh my god! Those women are bloodthirsty fiends who kill without batting an eye! Is Spirit Hall trying to set the whole continent ablaze?"
The uproar swelled like wave upon wave, fear and shock mingling as they spread to every corner of Heaven Dou City.
Some of the more timid onlookers had been so frightened by the outrageous tally that their faces turned white, and even their voices trembled.
Even the greedy ones were scared into retreating again and again.
They looked at the ten young, beautiful members of the Angel Clan, their eyes filled with—every last one of them—nothing but fear and wariness.
They had never imagined that the clan members Qian Wuyou had brought along would all be such ruthless killers.
In just half an hour, those women had wiped out the entire Strength Clan and severely battered the imperial guards at the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace. Their brutality had left all of Heaven Dou City trembling with fear.
By comparison, the women's stroll through the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect seemed like a harmless little matter.
"Mm! You did well!"
Qian Wuyou nodded and praised them.
He didn't feel the slightest bit guilty about making Spirit Hall take the blame. In fact, he thought it couldn't have been more fitting.
Under that madwoman Bibi Dong's leadership, Spirit Hall really had grown stronger and stronger, but it had also offended plenty of clans and forces.
Rather than wait for Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu to call him to account, he might as well give them both something to keep them busy.
For instance—let the two great empires, Heaven Dou and Star Luo, and the Upper Three Sects start a fight with the colossal Spirit Hall.
No, really.
Spirit Hall, under Bibi Dong's leadership, had always acted with domineering ruthlessness. When it came to a massacre that wiped out an entire clan, people would suspect Spirit Hall first. No one would even think that the Angel Clan had done it.
After all—the Angel Family's reputation spoke for itself.
Even if he stepped forward right now and said that everything that had happened today was his own idea, and had nothing to do with any plan or order from Spirit Hall's pope, Bibi Dong, he doubted anyone would believe him.
That was the Angel Family's reputation, built over ten thousand years!
"Clan Leader, you flatter us!"
"If not for the Angel Contract you bestowed upon us, the ten of us alone could never have accomplished all this."
The woman's voice was so calm—as if she were describing something utterly trivial.
But her words boomed like thunder in the ears of Ning Fengzhi and the others.
Only then did the three of them come to their senses.
Those ten women had taken advantage of their absence to empty the World Treasury, where the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect stored its resources.
"You... you... how dare you..."
Ning Fengzhi was shaking with rage. The hand gripping the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda trembled violently, and even his words came out in broken fragments.
The World Treasury held the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's accumulated wealth from centuries of cultivation!
It was no exaggeration to say that if he couldn't recover the resources stolen from the World Treasury, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would suffer a severe blow. They might even have to tighten their belts and scrape by in the future.
"Your Excellency Qian Wuyou! You've gone too far!"
Chen Xin roared, the Seven Kill Sword in his hand vibrating violently with an incessant hum. He stood like a sword poised to strike.
"Spirit Hall, you bastards! Are you trying to wage war against every force on the entire continent?"
Gu Rong's face was ashen, his voice cold as ice.
He glared at Qian Wuyou, his killing intent almost tangible.
The World Treasury was the very foundation of the sect's survival!
Without those resources, how could the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect train its disciples? Recruit experts? Maintain its standing on the continent?
Without its resources, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would be nothing but an empty shell. Its century-old legacy would be ruined in an instant—and that would hurt them countless times more than the sect's destruction.
"Qian Wuyou, hand over the World Treasury's resources. Otherwise, even if I have to stake every last ounce of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's strength, I, Ning Fengzhi, will fight Spirit Hall to the death!"
The killing intent in Ning Fengzhi's eyes erupted without restraint.
Clearly—Ning Fengzhi was on the verge of losing control.
To show how serious he was, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in Ning Fengzhi's hand suddenly blazed with brilliant light. Waves of Soul Power enhancement landed precisely on Chen Xin, Gu Rong, and Tang Hao, instantly boosting the three Titled Douluo's auras by a great deal.
"Brother Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, let's kill them. You can still recover your sect's World Treasury afterward..."
The enhancement from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul made Tang Hao abandon his earlier plan to retreat.
Before Ning Fengzhi and the two Titled Douluo, Sword and Bone, had arrived, he could accept that he was no match for Qian Wuyou and his group.
But if he still chose to run now, wouldn't that make Ning Fengzhi and the two Titled Douluo's reinforcements all for nothing?
After handing Tang San over to Flender, Tang Hao gripped the Clear Sky Hammer and stared at Qian Wuyou, brimming with killing intent.
"Heh! Arrogant fools!"
Qian Wuyou made no effort to hide his disdain as he continued to stoke Bibi Dong's anger.
"Tang Hao, Ning Fengzhi—with a bunch of useless trash like you, you think you're worthy of waging war against Spirit Hall?"
"Under our pope, Bibi Dong, the two mere empires and the Upper Three Sects are nothing but ants trying to stop a chariot!"
"If you want war, then let's wage all-out war!"
Qian Wulu: "Huh?"
Tianzhen and Wuxie: "What?"
The other ten members of the Angel Clan: "Hadn't we already defected and left Spirit Hall?"
Qian Renxue: "What the hell do you mean, 'all-out war'?"
Snake Lance Douluo: "Wha... what the hell! You're going this far?"
Chi Xue Douluo: "Could this be Spirit Hall's latest plan?"
As everyone was still puzzling over it, Qian Wuyou led all the clan members into the air.
"It's time—to leave these people one last gift before we part..."
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