The Clear Sky Sect Defiantly Activates Its Protective Formation, Spirit Hall's Enshrined Masters Display Their Might

Inside the council hall beyond the Clear Sky Sect's Mountain Gate, the atmosphere was so heavy it had almost frozen solid. Tang Wei looked at the elders' angry yet helpless faces and said gravely:

"Things have come to this. Tell me what you truly think-should we disband the sect to preserve our disciples' lives, or fight Spirit Hall head-on and defend the Clear Sky Sect's legacy to the death?"

"We fight!"

The red-faced elder was the first to shout, his eyes filled with resolve,

"If we disband the sect, how could any of us face our ancestors? Better to fight them! Even if we die, we must drag a few of Spirit Hall's Enshrined masters down with us!"

"That's right!" another white-haired elder agreed, his voice thick with resentment toward Tang Hao. "That beast Tang Hao! Why didn't he kill himself to atone when he was captured? If he'd died, Spirit Hall would have had no reason to trouble us! Instead, he's stayed alive and dragged the entire sect down with him. What a useless wretch!"

Had Tang Hao, who was being guarded by knights some distance away, heard those words, he would likely have flown into a rage on the spot-he had not refused to self-destruct. Qian Daoliu had secretly suppressed his soul power with the Chaos Bell's power, leaving him unable to muster even a sliver of energy for self-destruction. He could only let others do as they pleased with him, like a prisoner.

Watching everyone grow agitated, Tang Wei sighed inwardly:

"Calm down, everyone. Spirit Hall's strength far surpasses ours. They have ten Titled Douluos here alone, with Great Enshrined Qian Daoliu, a Quasi-God, overseeing them. Even with the strength of our entire sect, we might not be their match. Fighting them head-on will only end in