"By your reasoning, Tang Hao was barely clinging to life in some dark sewer. If the Sixth Generation Pope truly slaughtered everyone in the Clear Sky Sect, wouldn't the Spirit Hall Branch Halls scattered across the land suffer his frenzied retaliation?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo raised a brow, a thoughtful glint flashing through his eyes.
"It's not that they might be retaliated against. They definitely will!"
"Just like Tang Hao in our world. Back then, Big Brother didn't kill the Clear Sky Sect, yet didn't he still fly into a rage and destroy several of our Spirit Hall Branch Halls?"
Radiant Feather Douluo spoke with absolute certainty, leaving no room for doubt.
"For the Sixth Generation Pope to push the Spirit Hall of the First Timeline to its peak, he could not possibly have been a mindless butcher. He must have thought things through carefully."
"In that case, the answer to this question is actually quite obvious."
Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded, realization flashing in his eyes.
The several worshippers exchanged knowing looks. They already had the answer—hostages!
What sort of hostages would be most effective?
Naturally, Tang Hao's closest blood relatives!
His father, Tang Zhen; his elder brother, Tang Xiao; and his younger sister, Tang Yuehua!
Moreover, Tang Hao was hiding in the shadows. Someone had to be left alive to report to him and let him know what had happened to the Clear Sky Sect, so that he could be controlled more effectively.
Add to that Tang San, that half-human, half-beast genius, and there were exactly six people!
This answer both suited the Sixth Generation Pope's style and achieved the goal of restraining Tang Hao.
[Time is up. The four selected individuals, please answer!]
The Heavenly Screen's cold, emotionless prompt abruptly rang out, like a death warrant from the depths