He was a Level 97 Peak Douluo, but just moments ago, he had felt a terrifying pressure come from beyond the mountain gate—one that had made even his heart tremble.
That pressure was as vast as an abyss and utterly domineering.
"Sect Master! This is bad! Sect Master!"
An outer disciple responsible for guarding the mountain gate came tumbling into the main hall, his face filled with terror and despair.
"What are you panicking for? Where are your manners?"
The hot-tempered Seventh Elder, Blazing Sun Douluo, slammed his palm onto the table and shouted angrily.
The disciple trembled violently from fright, dropped to his knees, and cried out:
"S-Sect Master! Elders! The S-Spirit Hall... The people from the Spirit Hall have come to our doorstep!"
"What?!"
As soon as those words were spoken, the entire hall erupted.
"The Spirit Hall? How dare they?!"
"How did they find us? Our Clear Sky Sect has been living in seclusion for years. The location of our mountain gate is extremely well hidden!"
"How many people came?!"
The elders were shocked and furious, firing questions one after another.
"I-I don't know how many people came..." The disciple was so frightened that he could barely speak.
"B-But that pressure just now... It was too terrifying! I felt like an ant that could be crushed to death at any moment!"
Tang Xiao's face darkened until it seemed ready to drip water.
Of course he knew how terrifying that pressure was.
For it to make even a Level 97 Peak Douluo like him feel his heart tremble, the newcomer's strength was unquestionably extraordinary!
"Spirit Hall... Lin Ye!"
That nightmare-like name instantly surfaced in Tang Xiao's mind.
A year ago, news of his biological younger brother Tang Hao's death had arrived, shaking the entire sect.
And the one