"Have you finished?" Qian Xunyi asked.
"Your Holiness, I have finished," Dai Tianlong said.
Given the alliance between the Star Luo Empire and the Clear Sky Sect, their fates were closely intertwined. As a prince of Star Luo, Dai Tianlong could not simply stand by and watch the Clear Sky Sect be destroyed.
He could only hope that, after he had laid out the stakes so bluntly, the Spirit Hall Pope would retreat in the face of the difficulty.
The next moment, a flash of light streaked across Dai Tianlong's neck. He felt the world spin violently, the scene before his eyes whirling madly. At last, he hit the ground. The final sight of his life was his headless body collapsing.
A White Tiger Soul Douluo had fallen without a sound.
No one could tell who had acted or how Dai Tianlong had died. Everyone who witnessed the scene felt a chill rise in their hearts.
Ning Fengzhi instinctively touched his own neck. What Dai Tianlong had just said was precisely what he had wanted to say.
Qian Xunyi said, "Today, Spirit Hall will destroy the Clear Sky Sect. Whoever stands with the Clear Sky Sect is an enemy of Spirit Hall."
As he spoke, Qian Xunyi looked toward Yu Yuanzhen. "Sect Master Yu, does your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect intend to become an enemy of Spirit Hall?"
Yu Yuanzhen hurriedly shook his head. He swiftly rose into the air and flew to one side to watch, clearly having no intention of getting involved.
"Then, Sect Master Ning, does your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect intend to become an enemy of Spirit Hall?" Qian Xunyi asked Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong.
Seeing that Qian Xunyi truly meant business, Ning Fengzhi could only force himself to say, "Your Holiness, this