Tang Sect Exposed!

Dai Mubai looked at the three stunning girls who had suddenly appeared, the look of contempt in his eyes not fading, but instead growing more intense.

"Hmph, three girls who don't know the meaning of death."

"Even if your talents are decent, in the face of absolute strength, numbers have no meaning."

"I am now a level 95 Title Douluo!"

"White Tiger Douluo!"

Dai Mubai let out a loud shout, and nine spirit rings suddenly rose from beneath his feet.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!

That bright red 100,000-year spirit ring radiated a suffocating, terrifying pressure that instantly enveloped the entire street.

The surrounding houses groaned under this pressure, their structures unable to bear the strain as roof tiles shattered and fell.

"Do you see?"

"This is the gap!"

Dai Mubai spread his arms, enjoying the terrified gazes of those around him; this thrill of controlling life and death fascinated him.

Yu Xiaogang also rode his horse to Dai Mubai's side at this moment.

He looked at the four women opposite him, striking the pose of an earnest elder:

"Shui Bing'er, Dugu Yan, you are both rare geniuses."

"Why throw away your bright futures for a Venti who ignores state affairs, or for a Godwind City that is about to be destroyed?"

"I am the Imperial Preceptor of the Heaven Dou Empire, and a former member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

"My disciple, Tang San, is the successor to the Sea God himself and is now a god-level powerhouse!"

"As long as you surrender now and join us, I can plead with His Majesty to spare your lives and even arrange important positions for you within the Heaven Dou Empire."

"This is your last chance."

Yu Xiaogang's voice was not loud, yet it carried a sense of condescending charity.

In his view, by bringing up Tang San's name, there was nothing in this world that could not be settled.

God-level powerhouse.

These four words were enough to crush anyone's psychological defenses.

However.

The scene he had envisioned—the four women panicking and kowtowing in submission—did not occur.

On the contrary.

The look Dugu Yan gave him was as if she were staring at an idiot.

"Yu Xiaogang, do you still have any shame?"

Dugu Yan pointed at the commoners shivering under the soldiers' whips, and at the pools of blood on the ground that had yet to dry:

"Is this the justice you speak of?"

"Is this your so-called last chance?"

"If joining you means becoming beasts who burn, kill, and pillage, then I, Dugu Yan, would rather die!"

Shui Yue'er, standing to the side, was also so angry that her pretty face turned red, and she couldn't help but spit:

"Pah!"

"Some 'Grandmaster' you are; I think you're just a sanctimonious hypocrite!"

"Leading a group of bandits to plunder and still speaking so grandiosely—it's truly disgusting!"

These words struck Yu Xiaogang's face like a series of loud slaps.

His stiff face instantly turned the color of liver, and the corners of his eyes twitched wildly.

In his life, the thing he hated most was people questioning his theories or his character.

"Stubborn and unyielding!"

"Since you are seeking death, don't blame me!"

Yu Xiaogang was incensed by shame and waved his hand:

"Mubai, do it!"

"No need to hold back, take them all down!"

Dai Mubai had long since grown impatient.

He licked his lips, a bloodthirsty glint flickering in his eyes:

"Don't worry, Grandmaster."

"I will make them know how to spell the word 'regret'!"

Before his voice had even faded.

Dai Mubai shot forward like a bolt of lightning, whipping up a gale in his wake.

Those massive white tiger claws, wreathed in golden soul power, swiped mercilessly toward the slender neck of Shui Bing'er, who stood at the very front.

Ruthless destruction of beauty!

Just at this critical juncture.

The Sky Curtain above the firmament trembled once more!

Golden light exploded, and a new ranking appeared before the world.

[Power Ranking Fourth Place: Tang Sect!]

This line of large characters acted like a binding spell, causing Dai Mubai, who was about to deliver a lethal blow, to freeze in his tracks.

He looked up instinctively.

It wasn't just him; everyone present, including Yu Xiaogang and the four women preparing to fight to the death, had their attention drawn away.

The scene shifted.

It was no longer the frozen, snowy landscape of the Far North, but a magnificent estate located within Heaven Dou City.

High walls and deep courtyards were filled with intricate mechanisms.

Countless disciples dressed in martial attire were practicing with hidden weapons: Godly Zhuge Crossbow, Pear Blossom Needle in Rainstorm, Peacock Plume...

And in the very center of the image.

A blue figure stood with his hands behind his back.

The Sea God Trident rested at his side, and the Eight Spider Lances were on his back.

Blue hair draped over his shoulders, surrounded by divine radiance.

It was none other than Tang San!

[Tang Sect: The Ancestor of All Hidden Weapons!]

[Leader of the Power: Tang San!]

[Key Members: Shrek Seven Devils, Speed Clan, Strength Clan, Defense Clan, Breaking Clan!]

[Overall Strength: Ranked Fourth on the Power Ranking!]

Godwind City, back mountain.

Venti had been lying on a tree branch, holding a bright red apple and preparing to take a bite.

Seeing the ranking on the Sky Curtain, he paused.

"Fourth, is it?"

"That seems fair enough."

He took a crisp bite of the apple, chewing with relish.

Although that kid Tang San certainly had some luck.

But when it came to heritage, or the kind of power that could shake the foundations of the continent, the Tang Sect was ultimately still too green.

After all, it was an emerging power.

If Tang San were gone, this Tang Sect would be nothing more than a second-rate sect.

"However..."

Venti swallowed the fruit, his brows knitting together slightly.

His emerald green eyes, which had been as clear as water, now rippled with a hint of disturbance.

He sniffed the air lightly.

The wind.

It had changed.

The once-fresh breeze was now tainted with a nauseating stench of blood, along with that repulsive, turbid aura reeking of greed and violence.

It was coming from within the city.

"Honestly."

"My mood for enjoying a drink has been completely ruined."

Venti sighed softly and set the half-eaten apple down on the branch.

"Since this wind blows so uncomfortably."

"Then let it..."

"Stop."

Before the words had even faded.

The green figure on the branch had already transformed into a wisp of breeze, vanishing into thin air.

Outside Heaven Dou City, the army encampment.

The expressions of the Shrek group were devoid of any joy; instead, they looked as though they had each swallowed a fly.

"What?!"

"Only fourth?!"

Ma Hongjun widened his small eyes, pointing at the Sky Curtain as he shouted, spittle flying:

"There must be a mistake, right?"

"Third Brother is the Sea God! He even has a divine artifact in his hand!"

"Plus the rest of us, and all those hidden weapons—how could we possibly only rank fourth?"

"Is this lousy list broken? Does it have any credibility at all!"

Oscar was equally unconvinced, rubbing the stubble on his chin:

"Exactly."

"The Clear Sky Sect, that washed-up old power, managed to rank sixth, and that godforsaken place, the Far North, ranked fifth."

"Our Tang Sect is thriving and at the peak of its power; we should at least be in the top three, right?"

"It's not even impossible for us to be first!"