The Daily Life of a Split Personality: From Exploding in Fury to Numbness

The stench of blood in the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace was so thick it was suffocating.

Amid the shattered walls and rubble, Spirit Hall's elite Soul Masters were clearing away the remains scattered across the ground.

Those arrogant elders of the Clear Sky Sect had now been reduced to chunks of flesh.

Jiang Mo Douluo carried the Coiling Dragon Staff over his shoulder and dragged Light Feather Douluo into a secluded corner.

With no one around, he lowered his voice.

"Light Feather, give it to me straight."

"Those cowardly turtles from the Clear Sky Sect had sealed themselves away for over a decade without daring to so much as fart."

"Why did they suddenly charge into Heaven Dou City today?"

"And fight like rabid dogs, completely disregarding their lives!"

Jiang Mo's tone was full of confusion, his rugged brows twisted into a knot.

Light Feather Douluo held the Light Bow in one hand and snorted coldly.

His voice was filled with mockery for the Clear Sky Sect.

"It's a long story."

"Wasn't it all caused by Tang Hao's precious son, Tang San?"

"That brat overestimated himself and tried to set up a killing trap in Heaven Dou City."

"The Young Mistress was more capable. Not only did she break Tang San's scheme, she also captured Tang Hao's own sister, Tang Yuehua, while she was at it."

Jiang Mo's eyes lit up.

"She captured Tang Yuehua?"

"No wonder!"

Light Feather nodded.

"That rabid dog Tang Hao immediately lost his mind."

"He brought his elder brother and the sect elders here without a care for anything, trying to save her."

Light Feather glanced at the mountain of corpses and sea of blood in the distance, sneering repeatedly.

"They all died here in the end."

"If the Young Mistress hadn't returned in time,