Destruction-It Really Got the Blood Boiling

"I know. It wasn't just Old White Bird; even Old Gorilla's clan failed to escape disaster." Yang Wudi said, "I'm saddened by their deaths too, but don't forget that our clansmen are innocent. If anyone is to blame, it can only be our own weakness, Tang Hao's troublemaking, and the Clear Sky Sect's selfishness and heartlessness."

Yang Wudi's words left Niu Gao silent. He looked at the younger members of the Speed Clan lying on the ground, then at his own clansmen captured by Spirit Hall. With a helpless sigh, he dropped to one knee before Yue Guan. "My Defense Clan is willing to submit."

"Very good! Release them." At Yue Guan's command, the accompanying Spirit Hall Soul Masters released the Defense Clan captives.

"Mmm!" Yue Guan let out a soul-stirring moan and sashayed over to Yang Wudi and Niu Gao. After sizing them up, he said, "Since you're both here, come with me to meet His Holiness the Pope first."

"Yes." Yang Wudi and Niu Gao exchanged a glance, not daring to refuse.

Night fell. Clear Sky Sect.

The night was unusually quiet. Howling winds swept past as layers of dark clouds blocked out the starlight and moonlight, making the earth appear even darker.

Outside the Clear Sky Sect castle, several disciples responsible for patrols wandered about. Their faces all showed fatigue as they strolled forward absentmindedly.

As the former Number One Sect Under Heaven, even though its number-one status no longer existed, even though the old sect master Tang Tian had passed away, even though Tang Hao had been expelled from the sect, and even though there was a gap in its Titled Douluo ranks—

Its standing in the Soul Master world remained lofty. Even when the Spirit Hall Pope had once come personally to capture a Transformed