Tang San: Yin Changqing, Just You Wait! Yu Xiaogang Stunned: Every Member a Soul Ancestor?

A sharp gleam flared in Tuoba Xi's eyes.

"Choose the Seven Great Sects anew?"

"Exactly!"

Salas lowered his voice, his tone sinister.

"The Clear Sky Sect has been in seclusion for years. It lost its place among the Upper Three Sects long ago.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has no worthy successors. It survives only because the aged Yu Yuanzhen still holds it up.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is nothing but a lapdog of the Heaven Dou Imperial Family!

The Papal Hall's intention is...

The Holy Dragon Sect should take one of the places among the Upper Three Sects—and stand at their head!"

Silence filled the hall.

Yin Yu gave a cold snort.

"Spirit Hall has made a fine calculation.

You want the Holy Dragon Sect to charge ahead and play the villain, stripping the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect of their dignity while you sit back and profit like a fisherman."

Salas smiled apologetically.

"Your Holiness Yin Yu, you put it too strongly. The Holy Dragon Sect's foundations are unmatched, and now it has a young sect master who is a divine dragon among men.

Replacing the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would merely be following Heaven's will.

Besides... His Holiness the Pope's special approval for your second team to compete is Spirit Hall's show of sincerity."

Yin Changqing set down his teacup. The porcelain lid struck the cup with a crisp click.

Salas's heart tightened for no apparent reason, and his gaze turned involuntarily toward Yin Changqing.

Yin Changqing's expression remained calm as he spoke.

"Bishop Salas, go back and tell His Holiness the Pope.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect are already dry bones in their graves. Crushing them would take no