The man addressed as "Second Brother" had a composed face and deep eyes. He was the Second Elder of the Clear Sky Sect.
He was also currently the strongest cultivator in the Clear Sky Sect, having already reached Rank 95 as a Titled Douluo!
He raised a hand and pressed it against the burly man's shoulder, saying gravely, "Third Brother, be patient!"
"Spirit Hall has already sent an invitation. If we don't come, the world will think the Clear Sky Sect truly fears them, and it will be even harder for us to hold our heads high in the future."
He looked toward the towering buildings within the Holy City, his gaze sharp. "Besides, we might as well take a look."
"What exactly is Spirit Hall plotting, pushing a Saint Son into the spotlight with such fanfare?"
"Although our Clear Sky Sect has sealed its gates and withdrawn from the world, we cannot shut our eyes and stop our ears."
The burly man's chest heaved a few times before he finally suppressed his anger. "But seeing how smug they are makes my chest feel stuffed! Are we just going to wipe the slate clean on what happened back then?"
"Of course not, but now is not the time to act rashly. Sooner or later, Spirit Hall's ambition will destroy it!"
"What we must do now is conceal our brilliance and bide our time, then strike Spirit Hall where it hurts most when the moment is right!"
Inside the Pope Hall-
Bibi Dong sat upright upon the papal throne, her gaze resting on Su Yu's tall, straight figure below, undisguised pride in her eyes.
"Little Yu, your Saint Son Coronation Ceremony will be held in a few days. You are the only Saint Son Spirit Hall has had in nearly ten