Xue Ye slumped weakly and waved his hand.
"Approved... We'll proceed as Qinghe and Sect Master Ning suggested.
Issue orders to every province: do not provoke Spirit Hall. Pull back our forces... Court is dismissed. I'm tired..."
After court was dismissed, Xue Beng slowly walked out of the imperial hall, the corners of his mouth curling upward.
Uncle, you were right. As long as I become emperor, even Spirit Hall will have to offer me benefits to win me over!
Outside Heaven Dou City, Shrek Academy's back mountain.
A fierce wind howled through the woods behind Shrek Academy.
Yu Xiaogang, Flender, and Zhao Wuji stood at the edge of a cliff, silently watching the golden glow in the north gradually fade away.
Behind them, Tang San's face was pale as paper. In his right palm, the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul trembled violently.
Fine cracks even spread across it uncontrollably as it let out mournful cries of pain, as though it had sensed the sorrowful song of blood relatives somewhere beyond reach.
"Xiao San, what's wrong with your Martial Soul?"
Flender keenly noticed the abnormality and hurriedly turned to ask.
Tang San clutched his chest tightly. A heart-wrenching pain tore through him, his eyes reddening as his voice trembled.
"Headmaster...
I don't know why, but when that light appeared just now, my Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul seemed to be crying...
My heart hurts so badly it feels like it's about to split apart!"
Yu Xiaogang abruptly turned around and grabbed Tang San's wrist, his eyes filled with horror and despair.
"Xiao San... Bloodline Resonance!
This is Bloodline Resonance from an entire bloodline being severed!
The Clear Sky Sect... Something terrible has happened to the Clear Sky Sect!"
"Master, what do you mean by that?!"
Zhao Wuji's eyes widened.