"Tsk, tsk. The Clear Sky Sect is pretty strong. I underestimated you before. You actually have six Titled Douluos." Xu Ran raised an eyebrow. By now, the Clear Sky Sect's six Titled Douluos, including Tang Xiao, had surrounded the two of them.
The Clear Sky Sect had considerable reserves. No wonder Spirit Hall had failed to pull out this thorn in one stroke back then.
Had that calamity over a decade ago never happened, had Spirit Hall never attacked the Clear Sky Sect, then counting the one who had died in battle, the old Clear Sky Sect master, Tang Hao, and Tang Chen, the sect would actually have possessed half of Spirit Hall's reserves in top-level fighting strength.
Of course, Tang Chen, who was now the King of Slaughter in Slaughter City and no longer of sound mind, could no longer count as a member of the Clear Sky Sect.
The Upper Three Sects had suffered one upheaval after another and reached their weakest point in a thousand years. No wonder Spirit Hall had begun harboring that intention.
"Hmph. Good that you know fear. Even if you're powerful, faced with so many Titled Douluos, you can only accept defeat. But if you put Ah Yin down, I can consider letting you leave."
Tang Xiao spoke coolly, his gaze resting on Xu Ran with a trace of wariness.
He had exchanged only a single blow with Xu Ran just now, but he knew Xu Ran was not someone to provoke. Though he did not understand when such a powerful figure had appeared on the continent, he would avoid making an enemy of him if he could.
The Clear Sky Sect could no longer withstand any more turmoil.
Most importantly, all he wanted now was Ah Yin. He only wanted to hold