"Seal off Spirit City! Everyone, take to the skies and pursue them! Don't let either Tang Hao or his son escape!"
Bibi Dong stood before the ruins of the Angel Statue. Her scepter struck the ground, splitting the stone beneath it.
"By my Papal Decree, every branch hall along their route is to mobilize. Report any sighting of Tang Hao at once. Anyone who conceals his whereabouts will be treated as a traitor to Spirit Hall!"
Yue Guan landed below the stone steps, clutching his chest, and knelt on one knee.
"Your Holiness, I failed you. I let them escape Spirit City."
Gui Mei emerged from the black mist, a wound from the Clear Sky Hammer carved into his shoulder.
"Tang Hao came prepared, and Ning Fengzhi bolstered him from the side. We couldn't seal off his retreat in time. Please punish us, Your Holiness."
"Get up."
Bibi Dong turned, her gaze settling on the collapsed base of the statue.
The Angel Statue had been worshipped for years, and the power accumulated by generations of believers remained within it. An ordinary Titled Douluo could never have damaged its core.
Tang Hao's strike had been powerful, but it should not have brought the entire statue down from within.
Unless the Clear Sky Sect had gained some means of destroying sacred restrictions.
At the thought, Bibi Dong drove her scepter another half inch into the ground.
"Salas is missing, the Golden Generation's Martial Soul foundations are damaged, and now Tang Hao has destroyed the Angel Statue. Does he think Spirit Hall is still what it was back then?"
Yue Guan raised his head.
"Your Holiness, should we notify the kingdoms along their route and have them help with the blockade?"
"Notify them."
Bibi Dong looked toward the knights before the hall.
"Issue