Worship Hall Bears Down on the Clear Sky Sect

The Clear Sky Sect.

Inside the Sect Master's Hall.

Tang Xiao and the Clear Sky Sect's remaining elders wore grave expressions.

"It's come to this, yet Second Brother and Third Brother still haven't returned. I'm afraid they've already..."

"Damn those Evil Soul Masters!" Seventh Elder Tang Lieyang slammed the armrest of his chair, his eyes full of grief.

He mourned his brothers, but also the loss of two Titled Douluo the Clear Sky Sect had worked so hard to cultivate.

Tang Xiao was now the sect's only Titled Douluo. The remaining elders had to train harder, or they would be helpless if Spirit Hall came after them.

Not one of them believed Qian Renxue and Bai Ranmo could still be alive.

Their Martial Soul was the World's Number One Tool Martial Soul, the Clear Sky Hammer. An ordinary Titled Douluo would have little trouble handling a weakling like the level-95 Chrysanthemum Douluo. Red Fang could occupy one opponent of Consecration-level strength, leaving Tang Hao and another elder free to deal with Qian Renxue.

How could they lose? Someone tell them how!

They assumed the Evil Soul Masters had turned on them afterward and ambushed the two elders and Tang Hao.

The Clear Sky Sect would remember this grudge!

But the witnesses should all be dead. No one could trace it back to the Clear Sky Sect.

"The dead are gone. Elders, try not to grieve too deeply." Tang Xiao sighed. After a moment's hesitation, he offered a suggestion. "I can't shake this uneasy feeling. Why don't we send a few talented disciples to Heaven Dou City to stay with Yuehua? If Spirit Hall or the Evil Soul Masters come after us, at least the Clear Sky Sect's bloodline will survive!"

The elders agreed that caution was wise. "Very well."

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