Who is allied with your Clear Sky Sect? Don't speak nonsense, lest His Holiness the Pope misunderstand.
The patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan didn't even look sideways at Tang Zhen.
He was still sitting in his seat, his body as tall as a mountain and his face as resolute as iron.
There was just an unabashed arc at the corner of his mouth, full of sarcasm and coldness.
That look seemed like he was not looking at a sect leader who had once been an equal.
Rather, it is a ridiculous insect struggling in the mud in vain but unaware of it.
Calm, indifferent, even with a hint of... pleasure!
And Ning Fengzhi, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect master who has always been known for his gentleness, elegance, and good dancing skills, slowly turned his head after hearing Tang Zhen's roar.
He still had that warm and gentle smile on his face.
It's just that smile, but it didn't penetrate deep into his eyes.
He looked calmly at the embarrassed and crazy Tang Zhen below, shook his head gently, and asked in a soft tone:
"Sect Master Tang, I just remembered the words Upper Three Sects are united in spirit... Isn't it a little too late?"
"What?" Tang Zhen was stunned, as if he didn't understand what Ning Fengzhi meant.
The smile on Ning Fengzhi's face faded a little, but his tone was still gentle. But the words he spoke were as sharp as a knife and showed no mercy:
"Have you forgotten, Zongzong Tang? The saying that Upper Three Sects are like branches and are horns to each other is a kind of secret that we put forward in private in order to jointly deal with certain potential pressures when the senior Tang Chen was still alive and powerful in the world... Well, let's call it a tacit understanding or vision."
He paused, and his eyes seemed to penetrate through time, returning to the era when Clear Sky Sect was at its peak:
"But what's the result?"
Ning Fengzhi's tone brought a hint of sarcasm:
"The result is that, under the leadership of senior Tang Chen, Clear Sky Sect has become unparalleled in power. You turned around and applied to the Spirit Hall, and passed the certification of the title of the No. 1 sect in the world, and hung it grandly on the mountain gate to announce it to the world."
He looked at Tang Zhen's face that instantly turned ugly, and continued to speak slowly:
"Sect Master Tang, tell me..."
"When you Clear Sky Sect hang up the plaque of the No. 1 sect in the world, enjoy the supreme glory, and accept the worship of thousands of people..."
"Have you ever thought about where this number one title will put us Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"
Ning Fengzhi's voice is still calm, but with a compelling sharpness:
"Shouldn't this kind of behavior be clearly told to the whole world, to me and Chief Yu..."
"I, Clear Sky Sect, am better than you! I just disdain to be on an equal footing with you! You... are not worthy of sharing this supreme glory and status with me, Clear Sky Sect!"
"In this case, how can we talk about the original connection?"
"You yourself took the lead in tearing up that tacit understanding and placing yourself above us. Now that you are facing a catastrophe, you want to use this slogan that has been trampled by you to kidnap us and make us be buried with you first?"
Ning Fengzhi shook his head slightly and sighed.
In that sigh, I couldn't tell whether it was true regret or false compassion:
"Sect Master Tang, don't you think... this is a bit overwhelming, even... ridiculous?"
Ning Fengzhi's words are logically clear and well-organized, and they vividly analyze Clear Sky Sect's behavior of going rampant when he gained power and taking the lead in breaking the balance.
It also made many representatives of forces present who knew some of the inside story secretly nod their heads.
Yes, when you Clear Sky Sect was so famous and your nostrils were turned upward, you didn't put Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan in the same position.
Now that I'm down and out, do you think of the same spirit?
How can there be such a good thing in the world!
Ning Fengzhi finished speaking, and Yu Yuanzhen on the side seemed too lazy to remain silent.
He snorted coldly, his voice rolling like muffled thunder, with Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul's unique domineering and unruly tone, and he spoke directly, his words were more direct and merciless than Ning Fengzhi:
"Sect Master Ning is too kind."
Yu Yuanzhen's eyes finally turned to Tang Zhen, who was paralyzed in a pool of blood, formally and condescendingly for the first time.
That gaze was as cold as electricity, full of unabashed contempt:
"Tang Zhen, I speak frankly, you don't want to listen to me."
"When Tang Chen was still around, how majestic were you Clear Sky Sect? Your tails were almost raised to the sky! In your eyes, besides Spirit Hall, can you still tolerate others?"
"At that time, didn't you boast that you had a close relationship with the Spirit Hall and were the only two transcendent forces in the mainland? Didn't you just ignore us, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and even have a faint tendency to suppress them?"
Yu Yuanzhen's sarcastic curve at the corner of his mouth is even more obvious:
"What? Now that Tang Chen is missing, his backer is gone, and he can't stand it anymore, so he starts to think of asking for help? Starts to talk about the same thing?"
"Tang Zhen, I will tell you the truth."
Yu Yuanzhen's voice suddenly turned sharp, with a firm determination:
"Ever since Tang Chen left Clear Sky Sect and heard nothing from it, I, from the bottom of my heart, can no longer look down on you Clear Sky Sect!"
"To put it bluntly, who did you, Clear Sky Sect, have the status you have today, and the title of the No. 1 sect in the world, thanks to you? Isn't it only Tang Chen that you can rely on?"
"Besides Tang Chen, you Clear Sky Sect, what else do you have?"
Yu Yuanzhen's gaze, like a cold blade, swept over Tang Zhen, across Tang Xiao, and across the remaining elders and disciples:
"Look at what you are like now! The sect leader is seriously injured and dying, the young sect master has a broken arm and is disabled, the elders are dead and injured, and the disciples are like pigs and sheep to be slaughtered! Is this enough to be called the number one sect in the world? Is it worthy to be on par with our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"
"Do you really think that Spirit Hall was willing to take you to play because he valued you Clear Sky Sect yourself?"
Yu Yuanzhen sneered:
"Stop dreaming! Spirit Hall is willing to look high on you and have a close relationship with you purely because of Tang Chen! Because of that ninety-nine-level Peerless Douluo!"
"The same is true for us!"
He unceremoniously tore off the last fig leaf:
"Since you yourself don't look down on us and don't bother to associate with us. Now that you are in a life-or-death crisis, do you want to turn your head and beg for help?"
"Tang Zhen, you say it yourself..."
Yu Yuanzhen's voice is full of extreme sarcasm:
"Isn't this embarrassing?"
"Boom--!!!"
Yu Yuanzhen's words were like the fiercest storm, completely shattering the last trace of fantasy in Tang Zhen's heart!
He also completely trampled Clear Sky Sect's pitiful dignity, which was maintained by Tang Chen's remaining power, into the mud and trampled it repeatedly!
"You... you... poof--!!!"
Tang Zhen's eyes widened, almost bulging out of his sockets!
He stared intently at the two figures on the high platform who had calm faces and even a slight sneer on them. His blood was boiling in his chest, his heart was filled with anger, and a fishy sweetness surged up into his throat!
He opened his mouth to refute, to curse, to scold them for their perfidy and adding insult to injury...
However, all the words were blocked by the mouth of irrepressible, hot blood!
"Pfft--!"
A large mouthful of dark red blood spurted out from Tang Zhen's mouth like a fountain!
Blood splashed all over himself, as well as the faces of Tang Xiao and several elders beside him.
His body shook violently, his vision went black, and the last bit of support seemed to have been taken away.
It was as if his bones had been ripped out of his whole body, and he fell softly backwards, paralyzed in a pool of blood. Only his chest was still rising and falling weakly.
His eyes were distracted at the moment, and he was already breathing out too much and taking in little.
Grief, despair, shame, pain of betrayal...
All kinds of emotions were mixed together, and finally completely defeated the Clear Sky Sect master who was once considered a great man of his generation.