The scene of Tang San slaying Tang Ao was transmitted clearly through the sky screen to those outside the secret realm.
Outside the secret realm, the crowd before the sky screen had already erupted.
"Tang San killed Tang Ao!"
"A level forty-five Soul Ancestor slew a level fifty-one Soul King in battle? A Soul King with the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul, no less?"
"What were those straw figures that burst out of all that yellow stuff on the ground? Did you see them?"
"Blue Silver Grass... Blue Silver Grass is that fierce? Does that mean my grass martial soul could do it too?"
"Give it a rest. You call that grass? That's your ancestor!"
"Hmph, then Tang San is my mommy too! Mommy, mommy!"
The clamor nearly tore the roof off the viewing stand. At the same time, many people turned to look at Li Hanqiu.
Just how powerful must Li Hanqiu be to teach such a gifted disciple?
Under everyone's burning gazes, Li Hanqiu remained as he always was. He sat quietly, tapping his fingers against his knee.
"Dean Li, this disciple of yours..." An elder from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect beside him swallowed.
Li Hanqiu smiled. "The child has a temper and doesn't know his own strength. I'll give him a talking-to when we get back."
The elder laughed awkwardly twice and said no more.
Li Hanqiu was so relaxed precisely because he had confirmed that no one from the Clear Sky Sect was present.
There was no one from the Clear Sky Sect here; after all, Spirit Hall was present.
No matter how calm and peaceable the Clear Sky Sect might be, they were unwilling to coexist peacefully with people from Spirit Hall.
If anyone from the Clear Sky Sect came, swords would surely