The Tang Family's Bullying the Weak and Fearing the Strong

"This Clear Sky Sect is being far too overbearing."

"Exactly! We came here with good intentions to offer our congratulations, only to be treated like this."

Muffled discussions began to rise along the stone steps.

Tang Xiaoshan immediately grew anxious. While it was true that flying was prohibited at the foot of the Clear Sky Sect, the "kill without mercy" decree was something he had decided on his own, keeping it hidden from the Sect Master who was currently in seclusion.

He felt that since the Clear Sky Sect had been in seclusion for ten thousand years, they needed to establish their authority once and for all. Now that the mountain gates were finally reopening, how could such a simple affair possibly befit the reputation of the number one sect in the world?

The more Tang Xiaoshan thought about it, the more righteous he felt. He simply planted his Clear Sky Hammer onto the stone steps, stuck his neck out, and roared at the crowd below:

"Listen up! The Clear Sky Sect is just this overbearing. If you aren't satisfied, you are free to head back down the mountain right now."

"Brother Shan is right!"

The other young disciples of the Tang family from the Clear Sky Sect chimed in.

"That's right! As the number one sect in the world, we should have the posture that befits our status!"

"If you ask me, Brother Shan is being too polite. If it were me, I'd smash those people's Soul Tools to pieces and make them crawl up the mountain—that would be proper!"

The seven or eight young disciples around him egged each other on, growing more and more agitated.

Just as the Tang family members finished speaking, someone on the stone steps let out a soft, mocking chuckle.

The laughter was