Mongrel bird?
Qian Daoliu, Qian Xunji, and the Six Consecrated Elders noticed Tang Hao's choice of words and turned their gazes toward Tang Chen.
They were no fools. "Mongrel bird" was plainly an insult.
Cold sweat broke out on Tang Chen as well. If it had only been Qian Daoliu, that would have been manageable, but with so many people watching him, how could he possibly brush it off?
Qian Daoliu spoke in a quiet, lingering tone:
"Brother Tang, your grandson seems rather ill-mannered."
Tang Chen gave an awkward smile. "Brother Qian, children don't know any better."
"Heh."
Qian Daoliu said no more. There would be plenty of time to settle all the accounts once the match ended.
Would that brat Tang Hao dare say something like that if you hadn't taught him, Tang Chen?
"Tang Hao! It's all over!"
"Holy Annihilation Featherfall!"
In an instant, the twelve wings behind him shuddered violently. Twelve streaks of light burst from them, separating into two distinctly different kinds of feather blades.
Six dazzling white feathers glided lightly through the air, carrying pure healing and enhancement power as they landed precisely above the heads of Bibi Dong, Hu Liena, and the other four.
Gentle light flowed slowly, instantly replenishing their depleted soul power and cleansing their lingering injuries and negative effects, restoring their combat strength to its peak.
"Boss Su, what kind of divine skill is this?"
Two feathers hovered above Demon Charm's head, their restorative effects almost immediate.
They looked again at the five Clear Sky Sect Disciples already lying on the ground.
The outcome of this battle was already unmistakable.
The Clear Sky Sect had suffered a thorough and utter defeat.
At that moment, the remaining six dark-gold, black feathers tore through the air, carrying the fierce aura of destruction and