In the Seventh Elder's eyes, the Papal Palace stood supreme within Spirit Hall.
Beneath the Pope was the Elder Hall, whose ranks only the mightiest-Titled Douluo-were qualified to join.
How many powerhouses could the two have between them?
Seven?
Or eight Titled Douluo?
Besides, even if they had that many Titled Douluo, they would not all descend upon the Clear Sky Sect, unless they intended to abandon Spirit City.
That was only a matter of numbers.
Then there was strength.
Back then, Tang Hao alone had faced the Pope and two elders, and the former Pope had died of his injuries afterward.
Did that not prove that the Clear Sky Sect's Titled Douluo were far beyond those paper-thin Titled Douluo?
Apart from Tang Xiao, the five elders were all powerful Titled Douluo between level 92 and level 94.
Although they lacked a supreme soul skill like Ring Detonation, they possessed Chaotic Cloak, the Clear Sky Nine Absolutes, and many other secret arts! They could be called solid-core Douluo!
"Unless they have more than ten Titled Douluo or an average strength above level 95... heh, I guarantee none of them will leave alive!"
Finally, the Seventh Elder gave a cold laugh, brimming with confidence.
"Seventh Brother, you're mistaken!"
Suddenly, the Second Elder spoke. "Surely you haven't forgotten that Spirit Hall still has someone capable of matching Ancestor Tang Chen?"
That man!?
At those words, the expressions of Tang Xiao, the Third Elder, the Fifth Elder, and the others all changed.
The Seventh Elder froze briefly, then waved dismissively. "Of course I know about him. But think about how long it's been. Since our ancestor disappeared, there hasn't been any trace of him either."
"You mean he's dead?"
Everyone's thoughts stirred.
"If he isn't dead, how could he have remained hidden in