"Pass down the order. Strengthen the mountain gate's defenses. No disciple is to leave the sect without permission, and we must keep a close watch on developments across the continent. Neither Spirit Hall nor that Black Dragon from Star Dou is someone we can afford to provoke."
He knew better than anyone that Tang Hao's feud with Spirit Hall had nearly brought the Clear Sky Sect to ruin.
Now that Black Dragon was far stronger than Tang Hao had been back then. It could even stand against Qian Daoliu. If the Clear Sky Sect got caught in a clash at that level, it would be crushed.
But as soon as he finished speaking, the secret chamber fell deathly silent. The elders exchanged glances, none daring to say another word.
Just then, the Seventh Elder, seated at the far end, slammed his palm onto the stone table. A web of cracks spread across the hard bluestone. The old man had fought across the continent beside the previous sect master, Tang Chen. Now, with his hair and beard bristling, he glared at Tang Xiao and let loose without holding back. His voice made the whole chamber hum.
"Tang Xiao! Wake the hell up!"
"Back when we followed the old sect master Tang Chen, we fought from one end of the continent to the other. We hammered the other sects until they couldn't lift their heads. Even Spirit Hall had to show us some respect! The old sect master tore through everyone on his own and took the continent's MVP title! And now? In your generation, you want to shut the gates and defend the high ground while the enemy marches right up to our walls? You're still thinking of hiding away and scraping by?!"
The Second Elder slammed his palm against the