Heaven Dou Empire, Fasinuo Province, Vast Sea City.
Today, this coastal city was especially lively.
On the ships at sea, Sea Dragon Douluo led over a hundred Sea Soul Masters as they awaited the Sea God High Priestess's return.
Outside the city, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan took the lead, joined by the Elephant Armored Sect, Sacred Dragon Sect, Black Tiger Sect, and Fire Leopard Sect to form an allied army.
The Clear Sky Sect's move from the prosperous heartland of the continent to a coastal city on the western frontier was far too suspicious.
"I don't understand the purpose behind the Clear Sky Sect's actions."
"Ning does not believe that the Clear Sky Sect, which has always been domineering and capable of fighting six sects alone, would choose to retreat simply because we share a common cause and formed an allied army, not even daring to fight."
After Ning Fengzhi finished speaking, his gaze swept across the crowd, observing their expressions.
The world's number one Clear Sky Sect had become a hollow name after Tang Chen's death.
With Tang Zhen as its only level-93 Titled Douluo, it simply could not sustain the commercial streets, fertile fields, lakes... and Spirit Beast Forests that Tang Chen had seized from the various sects.
Raising Spirit Masters was expensive. Not every sect was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the richest in the world.
Back then, relying on his strength, Tang Chen had established the reputation of the mighty Clear Sky Sect and its unrivaled War Soul Hammer. No one knew how much real estate he had seized from the major sects and great clans to support the Clear Sky Tang Clan and the Clear Sky Sect's disciples.
At its peak, the Clear Sky Sect had as many as ten thousand Spirit Masters under its command.
Second only to Spirit Hall, it had even more Spirit Masters than the two great empires.
The other six of the Seven Great Sects had to join forces merely to barely contend with the Clear Sky Sect.
But ever since Tang Chen had been slain by Qian Xunji, with even his corpse taken away as a trophy, the Clear Sky Sect had never recovered.
When the tree fell, the monkeys scattered. Other than members of the Clear Sky Tang Clan and a handful of diehard Clear Sky Sect loyalists, everyone else had left the sect.
"Some time ago, a female guest dressed in red came to the Clear Sky Sect."
"That woman had once sat as Qian Daoliu's equal in Spirit City, drinking tea and chatting with him."
Yu Yuanzhen revealed the intelligence he had gathered.
If the Clear Sky Sect did not fall, how could there be a world's number one Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, or a world's number one beast Martial Soul, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul?
With Tang Chen gone, and with methods to counter the Clear Sky Hammer now available, who would fear that bunch of stinking blacksmiths?
The leaders of the other four sects said nothing.
Their sects had no Titled Douluo. They still had to rely on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Bone Douluo, Gu Rong, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's leader, Thunder Douluo Yu Yuanzhen, to take the lead against Tang Zhen.
When the Clear Sky Sect fell, everyone ate their fill.
The six sects had formed an allied army to reclaim the commercial streets, fertile fields, lakes... and Spirit Beast Forests they had once lost.
Yu Yuanzhen took the lead, launching probing harassment attacks against the Clear Sky Sect.
"Too much!" Seeing his father injured, the young Tang Hao's eyes turned bloodshot with rage, his breathing heavy.
Gritting his teeth, he glared furiously at the allied forces of the six great sects.
His grandfather had only just died, yet these bastards were like sharks that had smelled blood, each rushing over to take a bite out of the Clear Sky Sect.
They wanted to seize the territory his grandfather had built.
Now that the Clear Sky Tang Clan had already moved out of the prosperous heartland and come all the way to Vast Sea City on the western coast, these people still refused to let them go.
"I beg Senior Bo Saixi to intervene and help my Clear Sky Sect drive back the enemy." Tang Hao clasped his hands in salute and pleaded in a low voice.
A trace of disdain flashed through Bo Saixi's otherwise expressionless eyes, and she sneered inwardly. Both were inheritors chosen by gods, yet Tang Hao could not compare to Qian Xunji in the slightest.
Although that cold-blooded man was extremely detestable, he had dared to face the Sea God with sword in hand, never retreating a single step.
That line—"Courage is humanity's hymn"—remained unforgettable to this day.
In contrast, Tang Hao did not dare to take the initiative against a powerful enemy and instead sought her help.
The difference was obvious. Tang Hao had suffered a complete defeat.
But then again, he was the one Sea God Poseidon had personally designated and demanded.
To quickly complete the Divine Oracle personally issued by Sea God Poseidon and bring Tang Hao back to Sea God Island, Bo Saixi rose to her feet and summoned her Sea God Martial Soul.
The seaside was also part of the ocean.
Upon the sea, aside from a very few exceptional beings, she, the Sea God High Priestess, a level-99 Limit Douluo with the title Sea God, was the strongest woman.
With a mere raise of her hand, she created waves ten meters high.
Bo Saixi floated in the air, standing atop the waves. Her gaze swept over the allied army, and with a probe of her spiritual power, she found not even a level-96 Titled Douluo among them. To her, they were nothing but a rabble.
"Either retreat, or be buried by the sea."
Before Qian Xunji, Bo Saixi had been powerless and could only passively endure his attacks.
But before other continental Spirit Masters, she was the queen, majestic and domineering, ready to consign them to a watery grave.
Across from her.
Yu Yuanzhen, who had been conducting guerrilla warfare against Tang Zhen, sensed Bo Saixi's Soul Power pressure, no weaker than Tang Chen's or Qian Daoliu's, and decisively turned around and fled.
Asking him to fight a Limit Douluo? There was no way he could do that.
Gu Rong was even faster than Yu Yuanzhen. He directly swept Ning Fengzhi into a princess carry, then ran off.
Having witnessed the battle between Qian Xunji and Tang Chen, many Spirit Masters in the Spirit Master World understood just how powerful a Limit Douluo was.
So everyone knew that if a Limit Douluo released a soul skill, they should immediately run.
They did not even need soul skills to kill low-level Spirit Masters. The aftermath alone could kill whole groups.
They were all working for their sects. They only earned a few Gold Soul Coins a month, so why risk their lives?
Tang Hao stared at the six sects' allied army as they fled before the battle had even begun. He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. "This..."
Were Spirit Masters these days really so lacking in integrity?
Why did they all run so fast, as though they had oil under their feet, the moment they encountered a strong opponent?
Still in a daze, he was pulled by the hand by his older brother Tang Xiao and led aboard a ship bound for Sea God Island.
More than a dozen direct descendants of the Clear Sky Tang Clan traveled with them.
Elsewhere, Qian Xunji fused two leg Spirit Bones, completing the six Spirit Bones of his body and passing the eighth Asura Trial.
990,000-year Sky Dream Ice Silkworm Head Spirit Bone.
Million-year Deep Sea Demonic Whale King Torso Bone.
Ice and Fire Dragon Kings' left and right arm bones.
200,000-year Tree of Life right leg bone.
100,000-year Thunderclap Nether Vine left leg bone.
External Soul Bone: Eight Spider Lances.
100,000-year Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear right palm External Soul Bone.
790,000-year Evil Eye Demon Monarch Sovereign External Soul Bone.
A full nine Spirit Bones—more than Dai Yuhao's eight and Tang San's seven.
Ever since hunting the 100,000-year Thunderclap Nether Vine and obtaining its ability to draw down heavenly lightning, Qian Xunji and the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King had remained in a state of drawing lightning, consuming lightning, and increasing their strength.
Evil Emperor: This emperor is suffering. I'm clearly not a lolicon, yet I have to get electrocuted every day.
"Please, you two big shots, take a break. Let me catch my breath. If this keeps going, I'm afraid my soul will be scattered."
"The Eight Spider Lances have yet to fully evolve into a divine weapon. Endure it," the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King said coldly.
It wanted to grow stronger—stronger than Poseidon—then take its revenge.
The grudge of having one eye gouged out had to be repaid.
"Mr. Evil Emperor, how about you enter my Mental Sea of Consciousness?" Qian Xunji suggested.
If the Evil Emperor were electrocuted until his soul scattered, causing the power of the Evil Eye Tyrant External Soul Bone to decline, that would be a huge loss.
The moment the Evil Emperor heard Qian Xunji suggest that it enter his Mental Sea of Consciousness, its body involuntarily shuddered.
Damn it, the silver-haired, red-eyed woman living in your Mental Sea of Consciousness is far too terrifying.
Just one glance made it feel as though its eyes were about to explode.
The Evil Emperor would rather remain inside the Evil Eye Tyrant External Soul Bone and endure the lightning than take even one step into the Mental Sea of Consciousness.
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