"Father!" Tang Xiao cried out sadly, trying to help him, but he was staggering due to his broken arm and injuries.
Seeing Tang Zhen being so angry that he vomited blood and fainted, Ning Fengzhi and Yu Yuanzhen on the high platform not only showed no sympathy or emotion on their faces, but...
Ning Fengzhi just shook his head slightly, as if lamenting Tang Zhen's unwiseness and fragility.
Yu Yuanzhen, on the other hand, didn't even bother to take another look, and directly withdrew his gaze, as if the pool of blood on the ground and the dying man were just a pile of insignificant garbage.
Immediately, the two of them almost unanimously turned to Pope Qian Xunji who was on the throne.
Ning Fengzhi put that gentle smile on his face again, bowed slightly, and spoke in a clear and calm voice:
"His Holiness the Pope, Tang Zhen just talked nonsense, and the statement that Upper Three Sects is the same is actually wishful thinking and nonsense. I, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and Clear Sky Sect, and there is no special covenant or obligation. What happened today is Clear Sky Sect's own fault, and our sect has no objection to its outcome. Please also ask His Holiness the Pope to be clear-minded and not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings about our sect due to the crazy words of some people."
Yu Yuanzhen also spoke in a deep voice with a firm tone:
"His Holiness the Pope, I, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, have nothing to do with the Clear Sky Sect, let alone any sympathies. Clear Sky Sect's departure today is purely self-inflicted. I, Yu Yuanzhen, would like to declare that I will never interfere in the grievances between your palace and Clear Sky Sect. Please rest assured, Your Majesty."
The two stood in tandem, speaking clearly and taking a clear stance.
Not only did he completely dissociate himself from the Clear Sky Sect, but he also publicly expressed his support for the Spirit Hall's punishment of the Clear Sky Sect, and asked Qian Xunji not to misunderstand.
This is like driving the two strongest nails into the coffin board of the Clear Sky Sect!
It also completely cut off any possible hope of foreign aid for the Clear Sky Sect!
Qian Xunji sat on the main seat, listening to the expressions of Ning Fengzhi and Yu Yuanzhen, with the first real, happy and satisfied smile on his face today.
"Sect Master Ning, Chief of the Jade Clan, you understand the righteousness and take the overall situation into consideration. I am very pleased."
He nodded slightly, his tone full of appreciation.
Then he glanced down at Tang Zhen, who was paralyzed in a pool of blood, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. A trace of undisguised contempt and contempt flashed in his eyes, and his voice became colder:
"As for some people..."
"I originally thought highly of him. I thought he had some backbone. Even if he is defeated, he should at least die standing."
"But I didn't expect it to be so unbearable. When faced with a desperate situation, I didn't think about how to bear it and how to save the last bit of face of the sect. Instead, I acted like a shrew in the market, biting randomly and hoping for help from others..."
Qian Xunji shook his head slightly, as if he was commenting on a disappointing work of art:
"Such a mind, such a responsibility..."
"It's really a waste of time to humiliate senior Tang Chen. He defeated him with just one punch and one kick, so famous and strong!"
He said the last four words very seriously and full of sarcasm.
It is also like the final verdict, which is the final verdict for the Clear Sky Sect and Tang Zhen as an individual.
At the same time, on the official road leading to the Clear Sky Sect.
A carriage that looks ordinary but is actually elegantly decorated inside and covered with thick velvet carpets is driving smoothly and quickly.
The two horses pulling the cart are extraordinary, and the horses' hooves make a crisp and rapid sound on the road, showing the eagerness of the people on the road.
Inside the carriage, the atmosphere was in stark contrast to the rapid sound of horse hooves.
Tang Hao leaned against the soft wall of the carriage, his eyes closed tightly, and his brows furrowed into a deep frown.
Tang Yuehua sat opposite him, his hands clasped tightly on his knees, his knuckles slightly white from exertion.
She was still wearing the elegant palace cheongsam, but at this moment, the gorgeous clothes could not hide the paleness and panic on her face.
From time to time, she raised her eyes and looked carefully at her silent brother opposite, and then quickly glanced at Ah Yin, who was sitting in the corner of the carriage and was also silent. She moved her lips a few times, as if she wanted to say something to break the suffocating silence.
But when the words came to his mouth, they were blocked by the heavy reality and fear, and finally turned into an almost inaudible sigh and lowered his head again.
Ah Yin was sitting quietly in the innermost corner of the carriage, with his back against the wall of the carriage.
She put on a clean light blue dress, and her long hair was simply spread behind her shoulders. Her beautiful face didn't have much expression, only an almost indifferent calm.
Those blue, lake-like eyes sometimes looked out the window at the rapidly retreating scenery, and sometimes fell back on the brother and sister in the car. Their eyes were so clear that they seemed to reflect all the embarrassment and struggle in their hearts.
She made no attempt to break free or show any fear or urgency.
Just sitting there quietly, like an outsider watching a drama that is related to his own destiny but unable to change.
I don't know how long has passed, maybe a quarter of an hour, maybe a century.
The carriage ran over a piece of gravel, causing a slight jolt.
This jolt also seemed to alarm Tang Hao, who seemed to be immersed in eternal contemplation.
His closed eyelids trembled slightly, and then, slowly and with great difficulty, they opened.
Those once sharp and ambitious eyes were now covered with cobweb-like bloodshot eyes.
Deep down there is an inexorable fatigue, pain, and an almost empty confusion.
He stared blankly at the complicated carvings on the roof of the carriage, his pupils unfocused.
After a while, he made a dry, sandpaper-like sound from his throat, breaking the suffocating silence:
"Yuehua..."
His voice was hoarse, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from a dry river bed:
"You said... second brother, did I... really do something wrong?"
When he asked this question, he did not look at Tang Yuehua, but still looked at the roof of the car, as if he was asking the sky, the earth, and himself.
"I... what I was thinking at the time was that as long as I could get Soul Ring and Soul Bone from Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, with my talent and the foundation of Clear Sky Hammer, it would be very possible for me to break through to the level of my grandfather in the future... Even if I couldn't reach level ninety-nine, at least I could become one of the pinnacle experts in the world."
Tang Hao's voice was very soft, with a dreamlike erraticness, and a hint of final and fragile justification:
"At that time, even... even if my grandfather really cannot come back, as long as I am here, Clear Sky Sect will still be the number one sect in the world that no one dares to mess with! It will still be able to stand firm and even... reproduce the glory of my grandfather's era!"
"Everything I have done, including risks, calculations, and even... leaving the sect temporarily, is all for the sake of the sect's future status and reputation..."
"I... am I really wrong?"
He slowly turned his head and finally turned his gaze to the pale sister opposite.
Those eyes were full of confusion, pain, and an almost pleading look that longed to be understood and affirmed.
Tang Yuehua met his brother's complicated gaze and felt a sudden pain in his heart.
She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but thousands of words were stuck in her throat, but not a single word came out.
Is it wrong to say that second brother is wrong?
Judging from the results, it is obviously wrong.
Big mistake. If he hadn't insisted on his own way, if he hadn't absconded with the treasure, how could Clear Sky Sect have ended up in such a desperate situation where he was slaughtered by others, with rivers of blood flowing, and his dignity destroyed?
But...
Judging from the motivation and Tang Hao's logic, what he thought seemed not completely unreasonable.