Angel God's Sword, Hard Clash Against Haotian's Killing Might

The air before the shrine seemed to freeze in an instant, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Qian Jun's eyelids twitched wildly. Forcing down the shock and panic in his heart, he asked in a low voice, "Grand Pontiff, he's making such a huge spectacle and coming straight for Spirit City. Could he be here for revenge?"

The other pontiffs exchanged glances, their expressions utterly grim.

Back then, in the great war between Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect, although Bibi Dong had ultimately broken the Clear Sky Sect's backbone through her insane tactic of besieging key points and ambushing reinforcements, backed by overwhelming force, forcing them to declare their submission to Spirit Hall.

Even the current sect master, Tang Xiao, now held the nominal position of an elder within Spirit Hall.

But who in the world did not know that it was merely a superficial display meant to preserve appearances?

Anyone with a functioning brain knew full well that the Clear Sky Sect had only severed its own tail to survive because a blade had been pressed to its throat! It was the utmost humiliation!

Now that Tang Chen had returned with power capable of destroying heaven and earth, power that could even slay gods, could he possibly swallow such an insult?

Could he stand by and watch the sect he had built with his own hands, once the greatest sect in the world, become Spirit Hall's dog?!

"Revenge?"

Hearing Qian Jun's speculation, Qian Daoliu pulled a helpless, bitter smile and slowly shook his head.

"At this point, does it still matter whether he came for revenge over the war between the sects?"

"Don't forget, even without that later bloodbath between Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect that nearly wiped out the sect..."

"Back then,