Golden Light Whip!

"What, you're unwilling?"

Tang Zhen's question struck the air like a heavy hammer, his tone laced with even greater arrogance.

His gaze swept between Li Yuntian and Zhang Qingxuan, carrying undisguised pressure.

Li Yuntian's knuckles turned white as he clenched his fists, his chest rising and falling slightly as he forcibly suppressed his anger. "Tang Zhen, Wanqing left the Breaking Clan long ago. You still think you can order us around?"

His voice was squeezed out from deep in his throat, so low it sent chills through the listener.

"Heh, left?"

"She was born a member of the Breaking Clan, and she'll die a ghost of the Breaking Clan! Bound by blood, do you think she can leave just because you say so?"

Tang Zhen sneered, lifting his chin slightly as contempt flashed through his eyes.

"You—" The air around Li Yuntian suddenly condensed. The Green Fire Sword appeared at his command, and nine soul rings slowly rose beneath his feet. Two yellow, two purple, and five black rings displayed the majesty of a Title Douluo.

That pressure remained restrained, yet the surrounding grass and trees all bent slightly beneath it.

Tang Zhen's expression changed, but he showed no weakness. A dark Clear Sky Hammer appeared in his hand with a hum, and nine soul rings emerged around him as well. His aura was faintly even stronger.

He sneered. "What, you want to fight? Don't think becoming a Title Douluo means you can stand against my Clear Sky Sect!"

The atmosphere instantly tightened, the air seeming to freeze solid like ice. All it needed was the slightest crack to shatter completely.

"Godfather, don't be angry."

A clear voice broke the deadlock.

Zhang Qingxuan stepped forward and gently pressed down on Li Yuntian's sword-gripping wrist. His gaze was calm, his voice gentle, yet it carried a strange soothing power.

Li Yuntian took a deep breath and glanced at Zhang Qingxuan. The fluctuations of Soul Power around him gradually calmed, though the anger in his eyes remained.

Only then did Zhang Qingxuan turn to Tang Zhen. A mild smile even appeared on his face, and his tone was polite to the point of courtesy. "Elder Tang, I understand what you mean—you're saying that even if my godmother has been expelled from the Breaking Clan, she is still under your control, correct?"

Tang Zhen sized up the young man who had suddenly interrupted. Seeing his respectful attitude, he could not help but look down on him a little more.

"The Breaking Clan is originally a subordinate clan of my Clear Sky Sect. Yang Wanqing carries the Yang Family's blood, so naturally she falls under our authority."

His tone was matter-of-fact. "Expelled from the clan? That is merely internal punishment. How could the ties of blood be severed by a single document?"

Zhang Qingxuan nodded seriously. He even stroked his chin thoughtfully. "I see... that does make sense."

"Qingxuan, you!" Li Yuntian abruptly turned his head, his eyes filled with shock and confusion.

Tang Zhen, however, burst into laughter, satisfaction spreading across his face. "Kid, you know what's good for you!"

Zhang Qingxuan's expression remained calm, even carrying a hint of discussion. "You flatter me, Elder Tang."

"So, by your reasoning, this 'Breaking Clan' is the crucial bond that cannot be severed between my godmother and your Clear Sky Sect, right?"

"As long as the Breaking Clan exists, this relationship of authority will always remain?"

"That's right! So long as the Breaking Clan exists, Yang Wanqing will always have to listen to the Clear Sky Sect!" Tang Li cut in from the side, his tone arrogant.

"I understand."

Zhang Qingxuan suddenly looked enlightened. He turned to Li Yuntian, his eyes sparkling, his tone as light as if they were discussing dinner.

"Godfather, then let's wipe out the Breaking Clan."

"W-what?" Li Yuntian froze, unable to react for a moment.

Zhang Qingxuan leaned closer, counting on his fingers as he spoke with perfect logic.

"Listen to my analysis."

"Isn't the key to the problem the Breaking Clan?"

"Because of it, the Clear Sky Sect can use blood ties as an excuse to control Godmother. If we wipe it out, won't that 'bond' be severed? Remove the fuel from under the cauldron and solve the problem once and for all."

He paused, then added, "Besides, if they could expel someone as good as my godmother from their clan, the Breaking Clan can't be anything good. Wiping them out would be doing the people a favor."

The moment his words fell, the surroundings sank into sudden silence.

Li Yuntian stared wide-eyed at Zhang Qingxuan's earnest expression and actually began to consider whether the proposal was feasible—

That was right. If the Breaking Clan no longer existed, what reason would the Clear Sky Sect have to keep harassing Wanqing?

"You insolent brat, you dare speak of destroying the Breaking Clan?!" Tang Zhen's roar exploded like thunder. His eyes were wide with fury, black light surging from the Clear Sky Hammer.

Zhang Qingxuan blinked, looking entirely justified. "Can't we?"

"You're courting death!"

Tang Zhen could no longer suppress his killing intent. The Clear Sky Hammer tore through the air with a howl as it smashed viciously toward Zhang Qingxuan!

This hammer strike held nothing back. A full-force attack from a Title Douluo was enough to shatter mountains and stone.

Clang—!

The Green Fire Sword flashed through the air, precisely blocking the descending giant hammer.

Li Yuntian stood in front of Zhang Qingxuan. His robes fluttered without wind, and the last trace of hesitation in his eyes had vanished.

"Li Yuntian, are you really going to make an enemy of my Clear Sky Sect for this madman?!" Tang Zhen gritted his teeth, the hammer trembling as immense Soul Power surged wildly.

Li Yuntian flicked his wrist. Flames coiled around the Green Fire Sword as he lightly knocked the Clear Sky Hammer aside.

"My son is not someone you get to lecture." His tone was calm, but it carried an unquestionable resolve.

Tang Zhen laughed in extreme anger. "Fine, fine, fine! Then I'll kill you first, and then deal with that arrogant little brat!"

Before his words had even faded, both men vanished from where they stood.

The next instant, a blinding burst of light exploded in midair. Azure-red and pitch-black Soul Power collided madly, and the shockwave snapped the surrounding trees in half.

Once Title Douluo clashed, their battle carried the force of heaven and earth collapsing.

"First Elder, I'll help you!" Seeing this, Tang Li immediately circulated his Soul Power and tried to join the battle.

Whoosh—!

A golden streak shot through the air like a spirit serpent, lashing precisely across Tang Li's raised arm.

The light looked gentle, but the moment it touched his skin, it erupted with searing force. Tang Li cried out in pain and staggered backward, a scorched whip mark already appearing on his arm.

"This has nothing to do with you."

"Just stay right there."

Zhang Qingxuan stood where he was, a long whip condensed from pure golden light somehow now in his hand.

He did not even turn his head. His gaze remained fixed on Yang Wanqing, who was still absorbing her soul ring in the distance.

His task was clear—protect his godmother until she successfully completed the soul ring absorption.

Once Yang Wanqing succeeded, he would have no further worries.

As for now... using the Golden Light Whip to keep Tang Li at a distance was more than enough.

Zhang Qingxuan lightly flicked his wrist, and the golden whip traced a flourish through the air, letting out a crisp crack.

He looked toward Yang Wanqing, who had already endured the soul shock, and the corner of his mouth rose slightly.

Soon!

Once Godmother finished absorbing it, this farce should come to an end.