Ever since Tang Hao announced his withdrawal from the Clear Sky Sect, Spirit Hall had remained eerily quiet.
Yet at a time like this, the calmer Spirit Hall was, the more unsettling it became.
If Spirit Hall had launched a loud and public pursuit of Tang Hao, the great weight in Clear Sky Sect's heart could at least have been eased somewhat.
"Ah..." Tang Zhen stood with both hands on the battlements of the Clear Sky Sect fortress, gazing at the mist-shrouded mountain range where towering peaks rose one after another. "I only hope this matter does not drag our Clear Sky Sect into it."
Tang Xiao said, "Father, we began relocating the sect some time ago and returned to the Clear Sky Sect Ancestral Land. Spirit Hall turned a blind eye to our movements. Now that all of us have retreated here, it will be difficult for Spirit Hall to make a move against us."
"After all, Grandfather and that coward Qian Daoliu had an agreement beforehand." Tang Xiao continued, "If Spirit Hall dares attack this place, then if nothing else, it will lose its credibility."
Tang Zhen shook his head. "Hard to say. Qian Daoliu lost his son. Besides, look at how that brat Tang Hao announced his withdrawal from the Clear Sky Sect—he went around destroying Spirit Hall branches across the continent to declare it. He is practically pouring oil onto Qian Daoliu's rage. What worries me is that Qian Daoliu may become so furious that he loses all reason, disregards his promise, and brazenly launches an invasion against the Clear Sky Sect."
"Father, Grandfather is out there seeking a God Trial to break through his limits. With Grandfather's talent, it is only a matter of time before he returns as a god. Even if Spirit Hall