"Ah!"
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
By then, Snake Lance Douluo, Flame Eagle Douluo, and the other Spirit Hall Soul Masters capable of flight had slaughtered all the Clear Sky Sect's disciples. Only its second elder, Tang Ying, and its sect master, Tang Xiao, remained in the air.
Whoosh.
A breeze drifted through the strange mountain range, making a choked sound like someone weeping. It was as though heaven and earth were mourning the Clear Sky Sect.
Neither the Clear Sky Sect nor Spirit Hall was in the wrong. One sought survival, hoping to emerge from seclusion someday, and had no choice but to make an enemy of the other. The other sought to change this ugly world for the common people, building a prosperous, democratic, and free new era, and had no choice but to kill this tiger blocking its path before it could strike.
"Go! Your second uncle has lived a lifetime already. That's enough. Only if you survive and join forces with your brother Tang Hao will there be any hope of destroying Spirit Hall." A look of utter resolve shone in Tang Ying's eyes.
As the Second Elder of the Clear Sky Sect, Tang Ying knew that Tang Xiao and Tang Hao could perform a Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
Hummm.
The surrounding energy surged, gathering in the nine-clawed Divine Dragon's mouth. A sphere of yellow, red, blue, gold, and emerald green formed between its jaws. As the surrounding earth, fire, water, metal, and wind energy poured into it, the sphere grew larger and larger.
"Everyone, get out of the way!"
Su Chen's voice rang out from within the nine-clawed Divine Dragon.
"Go!"
Tang Ying, the Second Elder of the Clear Sky Sect, wore an exceptionally grave expression. The compressed five-colored sphere exuded an aura that made his heart tremble.