Furious Outcries from the Clear Sky Sect, the Consecration Hall Watches the Show, Yu Yuanzhen Is Filled with Irrepressible Rage

"But if I choose Father... how many more years will Ah Yin have to wait to take human form?

How can I watch the chance to resurrect her slip away?"

Tang Hao pulled at his hair in agony, struggling frantically between his beloved and filial piety, self-redemption and sect righteousness, unable to make a decision for a long time.

Half an hour passed.

The golden light above the Ranking Screen seemed to lose its patience, suddenly fluctuating violently as cold golden words condensed once more:

[In view of the winner's delayed choice, a one-minute countdown is now initiated.]

[If no choice is made by the end of the countdown, the reward will automatically be forfeited.]

[60...]

[59...]

[58...]

Every time that cold number ticked down, it felt like a heavy hammer, fiercely smashing against Tang Hao's heart.

Clear Sky Sect, the plaza in front of the main hall.

A gale roared. Sect Master Tang Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, staring dead at the constantly decreasing numbers on the Ranking Screen, his eyes filled with pain and struggle.

He had also deeply loved Ah Yin, but the one on the Ranking Screen who had been angered to the point of vomiting blood and dying was his biological father.

"Ah Hao... how on earth will you choose?"

Tang Xiao's voice was hoarse, his knuckles turning white from the force of his grip.

"Hmph!

What is there to hesitate about this!"

The First Elder heavily stomped the cane in his hand, shattering the ground, and roared furiously:

"If not for his stubborn mingling with that Soul Beast back then, how could the old sect master have died of grief and resentment?

And how could our Clear Sky Sect have fallen to such a humiliating state of closing the mountain and retiring from the world!

If he still has a shred of conscience, he should resurrect the old sect master immediately."

The Second Elder's expression was gloomy, and he said coldly:

"That's right.

If he chooses to resurrect the old sect master, considering that he still retains a trace of filial piety,

the sect might still show some leniency, forgive his past mistakes, and allow him to return to the sect to atone for his sins."

Speaking to this point, the Second Elder's tone abruptly turned incomparably stern:

"But if he is blinded by lust and stubbornly insists on resurrecting that hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast...

Then he is a completely hopeless beast!

Ignoring even the life of his own biological father, does he deserve to be human?!"

"If he truly chooses that Soul Beast, Sect Master, you must never condone such evil any longer!"

The Third Elder stepped forward and cried out loudly:

"By then, our Clear Sky Sect must declare to the entire continent that we are completely breaking ties with Tang Hao!

We will dispatch the enforcement team, scouring the heavens and earth, to personally slaughter this unfilial son who angered his biological father to death and betrayed the sect!"

"Right!

Purge the sect!

Hunt down Tang Hao!"

"We must never tolerate a traitor who doesn't even care about his own father living in this world!"

On the plaza, countless Clear Sky Sect disciples were filled with righteous indignation, their angry roars rising one after another and shaking the nine heavens.

Listening to the overwhelming denunciations by his ears, Tang Xiao closed his eyes, two lines of clear tears slowly sliding down.

He knew that once the countdown ended, no matter what choice Tang Hao made, it would be an irrecoverable disaster.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Fengzhi looked at the Ranking Screen and sighed helplessly:

"This is a choice that pierces the heart.

No matter who Tang Hao chooses, he will bear a lifetime of infamy and have no foothold left in the world."

Chen Xin stood holding his sword and sneered:

"Choosing Ah Yin is unfilial.

Choosing Tang Tian is unjust.

The Ranking Screen's move is to completely destroy Tang Hao's Dao Heart."

Gu Rong let out a weird laugh:

"I'm actually curious what kind of trash that self-proclaimed affectionate Haotian Douluo really is at his core."

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Yu Yuanzhen's expression was livid as he flicked his sleeve and roared angrily:

"Rebellious son!

Back then he implicated the sect, and now he actually lets the old sect master suffer such humiliation on the Ranking Screen!

He has thrown away all the face of our Upper Three Sects!"

Yu Yuanzhen had an extremely good relationship with Tang Tian.

When he saw the scene on the Ranking Screen once again—how Tang Tian had been angered to death by Tang Hao back then—along with Tang Hao's hesitation up to now,

he instantly flew into a rage.

Wuhun Hall, Consecration Hall.

Qian Daoliu looked at the constantly ticking numbers on the Ranking Screen, a cold sneer hanging on the corner of his mouth:

"A one-minute countdown... Tang Hao, how much longer can your proud Clear Sky backbone hold out in the face of filial piety and personal desire?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo crossed his arms and spat disdainfully:

"In this old man's view, this rebellious son will definitely choose that Soul Beast.

A beast who could drag the sect into eternal doom for the sake of a Soul Beast, and you expect him to have filial piety?

It's simply a huge joke!"

Azure Luan Douluo's expression was indifferent as he slowly said:

"If he chooses the Soul Beast, those old fellows of the Clear Sky Sect will probably be driven mad with anger.

Without us needing to make a move, they will purge the sect themselves."

Male Lion Douluo laughed out loud, his eyes full of schadenfreude:

"Well, that's even better!

This old man would like to see how that fellow Tang Xiao plans to uphold justice by executing his relative when the time comes!

Will he personally smash his own younger brother's head, or continue to be a turtle hiding its head?"

Light Feather Douluo, while fiddling with the ice bow in his hands, chuckled playfully:

"Oh my, wasn't he very imposing back then when he heavily injured Qian Xunji with a single hammer?

Why is he kneeling on the ground now, crying like a stray dog?

It really opens one's eyes."

Qianjun Douluo sneered:

"This is the so-called 'Haotian Douluo'.

Back then he called himself a hero, but looking at it now, he's just a selfish and cowardly coward."

Demon Subduing Douluo chimed in:

"First Pontiff, once the countdown ends, no matter who he chooses, shouldn't we also send a 'big gift' to the Clear Sky Sect?

After all, watching dogs bite dogs is also quite an interesting pastime."

A hint of viciousness flashed through Qian Daoliu's eyes as he said coldly:

"No need to rush.

Just watch the show first.

This seat wants to see with my own eyes how he personally nails himself to the pillar of shame of the Spirit Master World."

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Watching the countdown numbers on the Ranking Screen grow smaller and smaller while Tang Hao still had not made a single move,

Yu Yuanzhen smashed the stone table beside him with a single punch, roaring with his hair standing on end from rage:

"Tang Tian!

My old friend, how unjustly you died back then!

Look at the good son you raised; even now, he is still hesitating for the sake of a Soul Beast!"

The elders beside him also sighed and shook their heads:

"Old Sect Master Tang Tian was unyielding his whole life, yet he produced such a rebellious son.

If Tang Hao does not choose the old sect master, he will completely become the laughingstock of the entire continent, even worse than a beast!"

Shrek Academy.

The countdown on the Ranking Screen had already ticked down to 30 seconds.

Tang San's face was pale as he stared dead at the Ranking Screen, his voice trembling:

"Teacher... how should Dad choose?"

If he chose his mother, how could his grandfather's spirit in heaven ever rest in peace?

Yet if he chose his grandfather, his mother—

Yu Xiaogang closed his eyes and sighed, saying,

"Xiao San, the Ranking Screen is forcing your hand.

"Yet based on my understanding of your father, he has lived his entire life in remorse over your mother.

"I suspect... he will choose your mother."

Hearing this, Xiao Wu beside them shook even more violently, her heart turning utterly cold.

"For a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, would he really cast aside even his own biological father's life?"

Is he truly deeply affectionate, or does he... hold an extraordinary obsession with a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?

Behind Holy Soul Village.

The countdown entered its final ten seconds.