The Martial Soul Isn't Useless, Yet I'm Expelled from the Sect

The once sunny sky above the Clear Sky Sect suddenly became overcast with dark clouds; the air grew viscous as an invisible wave of pressure surged forth, sweeping across the entire sect.

Strong practitioners from within the Clear Sky Sect leaped out, their yellow, purple, and black soul rings illuminating beneath their feet. Upon seeing the scene at the sect's mountain gate, they were struck dumb. In the sky, a full ten figures stood suspended in mid-air—ten of them!

To stand in the air without using a martial soul meant that all ten were Title Douluo! Ten Title Douluo; the sheer number was enough to terrify anyone into stupidity.

Even if one counted Tang Hao and the old sect master Tang Chen, who had been missing for over twenty years, the Clear Sky Sect possessed only three Title Douluo in total.

Were these ten Title Douluo all here for the Clear Sky Sect?!

At this moment, the minds of the Clear Sky Sect disciples went blank. The civilian soul masters who had just joined the sect wanted to slap themselves, gripped by an urge to flee.

"Tang Zhen, come out!"

The leader of the ten Title Douluo, a tall, middle-aged man clad in dark gold armor with a brown, high-collared cloak, spoke.

Inside the sect, Tang Zhen flew rapidly to the mountain gate. He bowed respectfully to the figures in the sky, his face devoid of its previous arrogance and pride. "Greetings, Senior Golden Crocodile."

Tang Xiao and the Six Elders of Clear Sky followed closely behind. Like Tang Zhen, they bowed to the Title Douluo in the sky, their hearts filled with uncontrollable horror.

As the number one sect in the world, the Tang family had always believed that while their overall strength might not match Martial Soul Hall, it would not be far behind. They assumed the only reason the Clear Sky Sect stood a head shorter than Martial Soul Hall was the disappearance of the old sect master Tang Chen, while Qian Daoliu, who stood on equal footing with him, remained in Martial Soul Hall. This was why they had to unite with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, with the Upper Three Sects standing together to resist Martial Soul Hall.

But now, they realized how laughable their previous thoughts had been. The foundation of Martial Soul Hall was far beyond what the Clear Sky Sect could compare to; even after losing two Title Douluo, they could still produce ten more. These ten Title Douluo alone could completely annihilate the Clear Sky Sect, and that was not even counting Qian Xunji and Qian Daoliu.

If the father and son of the Qian family were added, the number of Title Douluo in Martial Soul Hall would equal the combined total of the current sect master, Tang Hao, Tang Xiao, the six elders, the heads of the Four Single-Attribute Clans, and every single Soul Douluo and Title Douluo currently in the Clear Sky Sect.

Golden Crocodile Douluo said coldly, "Hand over Tang Hao, or the Clear Sky Sect will be destroyed."

Tang Zhen's heart tightened. He continued to speak respectfully, "Senior Golden Crocodile, Tang Hao has already been expelled from our sect. He is no longer a member of the Clear Sky Sect, and everything he has done has nothing to do with us. How can we hand him over?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo sneered, "Ridiculous. If Tang Hao has been expelled, why does he still use the Clear Sky Sect's inherited martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, and the sect's secret techniques? Is this what you call expelling him?"

"Everyone, ever since that degenerate Tang Hao committed the act of harming a Title Douluo of Martial Soul Hall, he unilaterally announced his departure from the sect and has never returned. The Clear Sky Sect has been searching for him to capture him and cripple his martial soul. It is only because our intelligence capabilities are insufficient that we have failed to track him down, allowing that degenerate to remain at large and commit even greater sins."

Tang Zhen once again shamelessly offered his defense. Since Martial Soul Hall was willing to negotiate rather than strike immediately, he knew that Qian Xunji must not be dead.

As long as Qian Xunji was alive, Martial Soul Hall would care about its reputation as the holy land of soul masters. As long as he insisted that Tang Hao was no longer a member of the sect and that his actions were unrelated to them, Martial Soul Hall would not be shameless enough to ruthlessly destroy the Clear Sky Sect.

In the original timeline, Martial Soul Hall might have been helpless against Tang Zhen's shameless words, forced to leave with much thunder but little rain, only to issue a continent-wide warrant for Tang Hao. But things were different now.

What a silver-tongued fellow, Golden Crocodile Douluo thought to himself. If not for the Grand Elder's instructions, I truly wouldn't know how to handle this.

"Tang Zhen, Tang Hao mated with a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast and sired an ominous creature. He did not destroy his Clear Sky Hammer, and he used your sect's inherited martial soul and secret techniques to harm countless Martial Soul Hall members, including two Title Douluo elders, for the sake of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. This act is no different from betraying humanity."

"In consideration of the old friendship between the Grand Elder and your former sect master, I grant you a one-month deadline. Find the human traitor Tang Hao, or have him announce to the continent that he has crippled his Clear Sky Hammer and truly severed ties with your sect. Otherwise, the Clear Sky Sect will share his guilt. In one month, not even a chicken or dog will be left alive in the Clear Sky Sect!"

If they could not gain the upper hand in reputation, they would use a greater reputation and the banner of righteousness to apply pressure. For humanity, what could be a greater crime than betraying the human race?

As he finished speaking, two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red soul ring—nine in total—lit up beneath Golden Crocodile Douluo's feet. The immense soul power of a level 98 Title Douluo was released.

Behind him, the nine other Title Douluo also released their soul power, their own nine soul rings—two yellow, two purple, and five black—illuminating the air. The Clear Sky Sect felt as if it had been struck by a super-typhoon; a terrifying wave of pressure swept through the entire sect.

Under the terrifying soul pressure of ten Title Douluo, even Tang Zhen, Tang Xiao, and the Six Elders of Clear Sky were forced to summon their Clear Sky Hammers to resist. Further back, the weaker outer sect disciples were blown away.

At the same time, with a thunderous boom, the two three-meter-tall trapezoidal stone steps at the sect's gate, crafted from solid granite, collapsed. The two marble statues of men holding large hammers atop the stairs shattered into pieces.

The mountain gate, built from high-quality timber, crumbled inch by inch under the pressure of the ten Title Douluo. The plaque bearing the three powerful characters for "Clear Sky Sect" fell to the ground and shattered into several pieces.

In just a few breaths, the Clear Sky Sect was left in ruins.

"Remember, you only have one month."

The ten Title Douluo withdrew their pressure and departed from the Clear Sky Sect.

The civilian soul masters who had just joined the sect felt as if they had narrowly escaped death. Their minds were haunted by the shocking sight of those ten Title Douluo and their ninety soul rings, including the soul master world's greatest treasure: a hundred-thousand-year soul ring!

Tang Zhen, Tang Xiao, and the Six Elders of Clear Sky stared fixedly at the shattered plaque, the broken gate, and the crumbled statues. The pride of the Clear Sky Sect had been thoroughly trampled. Their eyes were bloodshot, their breathing ragged, and their hearts filled with immense fury.

"Martial Soul Hall, this is simply too much!"

Tang Zhen roared, his face flushing a deep red.

With a sudden "Puff!", Tang Zhen spat out a large mouthful of stagnant blood and collapsed backward, limp.

"Father!"

"Big Brother!"

"Sect Master!"

Tang Xiao and the Six Elders of Clear Sky rushed to catch Tang Zhen, carrying him back to the main hall to call for a healing-type soul master.

Tang Zhen was already critically ill, and this sudden surge of anger had struck at his heart. Even the slightest mistake could lead to his death. With the sect currently facing such a crisis, the Sect Master could not afford any mishaps.