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Chapter 192 The Powerlessness of the Haotian Sect! Tang Xiao's Decision!

The Seventh Elder, who had been silent all along, a relatively young and burly man, finally spoke up in a deep voice, raising a more practical question: "Even if we want to endure it, will they let us go?"

"The Beast God Pavilion acts tyrannically, having attacked the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon School one after another, and now it has displayed such terrifying strength."

"Could our Haotian Sect be our next target?"

This woke everyone up.

For a time, the main hall was filled with heated debate. The pro-war faction believed that the Haotian Sect must demonstrate its indomitable spirit and not tarnish its reputation as the number one sect in the world; the pro-peace faction (or the cautious faction) believed that the disparity in strength was too great and that rash action might lead to annihilation; and another faction was worried about future threats and felt that sitting idly by and waiting for death was not an option.

A mix of opinions filled the air, with panic, anger, worry, and helplessness permeating the atmosphere.

In the midst of the heated debate, everyone's thoughts inevitably drifted back to the most glorious era of the Clear Sky Sect, and to the two figures who stood side by side at the pinnacle of the Soul Master world—Clear Sky Douluo Tang Chen and Angel Douluo Qian Daoliu.

Sect Leader Tang Xiao's gaze became distant and complex. He spoke in a deep voice, his tone carrying a hint of reminiscence and a barely perceptible bitterness. This was both a address to the crowd and an examination of his own inner beliefs:
"My great-grandfather, Tang Chen, was an unparalleled genius of our Haotian Sect. He cultivated the Haotian Hammer to an unprecedented level and even created divine techniques such as the 'Great Sumeru Hammer' and the 'Nine Absolute Techniques of Haotian'."

"Back then, he roamed the continent, wielding the Haotian Hammer with unparalleled skill, truly embodying the ultimate meaning of 'power'!"

"I once heard an elder say that my great-grandfather's Haotian Hammer could shatter mountains and stop rivers from flowing with a single blow. Its power was unmatched in the world!"

His words were filled with pride, but also with deep regret. Tang Chen's disappearance is a wound that will forever remain in the hearts of the Haotian Sect.

"And Qian Daoliu of the Spirit Hall," Tang Xiao continued, his tone becoming solemn, "is also an exceptional individual. His Six-Winged Angel Spirit is hailed as a god-level spirit, naturally possessing the power of light and holiness, and having an extremely strong ability to restrain evil and darkness."

"My great-grandfather fought him many times, and they were evenly matched each time. My great-grandfather once said that Qian Daoliu's understanding of the Angel Martial Soul had reached a state of perfection, especially the 'Angel Domain,' which was extremely powerful."

(Even a titled Douluo in the Douban series can live for over 500 years.) An elderly elder added that he was one of the few people who had personally witnessed the clash of auras between Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu: "Back then, I was fortunate enough to sense the auras of these two peerless powerhouses from afar. Lord Tang Chen's aura was like a towering, unmoving mountain, heavy, domineering, and full of power, as if it could suppress everything in the world."

"Qian Daoliu's aura is like the sun high in the sky, bright, hot, and with a sacred and inviolable majesty, purifying all darkness. The two have very different attributes, but they have both reached the pinnacle of the mortal world. They can be called the 'Two Mountains' of the Soul Master world, standing side by side in the world, and it is difficult to distinguish who is better."

“Yes,” another elder sighed, “That is why, although my Haotian Sect was strong back then, it was still no match for the Spirit Hall.”

My great-grandfather once frankly admitted that on land, thanks to the overwhelming power of the Clear Sky Hammer and the advantage of the terrain, he could gain a slight advantage, but only by half a move. Defeating or even killing Qian Daoliu was virtually impossible. And in the sky, that was the Angelic Martial Soul's home ground…”

These words reminded everyone of the records in the Haotian Sect's classic texts, and also of the consensus that had been weighing on the minds of all those in the know for many years: Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu were peak beings at the same level, with negligible differences between them.

That's why the emergence of the information about "eight-winged angels" had such a huge impact!

The Third Elder, his voice hoarse, posed the question that sent chills down everyone's spines: "The six-winged angel is already at the god level, on par with Great-Grandfather's Haotian Douluo." "Then... what about this eight-winged angel? Its martial soul quality has clearly surpassed that of the six-winged! What does this mean?"

This means that the potential of this unknown eight-winged angel, and the heights it may reach, may have already surpassed that of Qian Daoliu!
Then, naturally, it is possible that they could surpass their invincible symbol in their hearts—their great-grandfather Tang Chen!
This deduction was like a sharp knife, piercing the hearts of all the Haotian Sect elders!

They have always been proud of their great-grandfather Tang Chen, regarding him as their faith and spiritual pillar.

Even with Tang Chen's disappearance, this faith sustained them through the most difficult years of the mountain's closure. But now, an enemy potentially more powerful than their faith has emerged. The panic and helplessness brought about by this collapse of faith are far more despairing than a simple threat of force.

"Could it be... could it be that my Haotian Sect... is really about to face an unprecedented calamity?" The Fifth Elder murmured to himself, his voice filled with pessimism.

Tang Xiao looked down at the elders who were caught in panic and debate, his heart also churning. But as the head of a sect, he could not afford to lose his composure.

He forcefully suppressed the turmoil in his heart, stood up abruptly, and his powerful aura temporarily suppressed the noise in the hall.

"Enough!" Tang Xiao's voice boomed like a bell, carrying an undeniable determination. "Panic and arguments won't solve anything! The most urgent task is to find out the truth!"

His sharp gaze swept over the crowd: "Whether the Eight-Winged Angel truly exists, what its strength is, and what its relationship with the Beast God Pavilion is—these are all just speculations! We need concrete information!"

As Tang Xiao finished speaking, the heated debate in the hall subsided temporarily, but the tense atmosphere did not dissipate.

Sending someone to investigate Tiandou City is a consensus, but who to send is a matter of the sect's reputation, the success or failure of the mission, and may even affect the future situation.

"Sect Master, let me go!" The Second Elder stepped forward first, his chest heaving, his eyes burning with fighting spirit and a barely perceptible desire to witness the strength of the Eight-Winged Angel firsthand. "Although my old bones are advanced in years, with my level 94 soul power and the Clear Sky Hammer, even if I really encounter that Eight-Winged Angel, I can still put up a fight!"

"We must make her understand that the Haotian Sect cannot be easily humiliated!"

"Second Elder, please calm down," the Third Elder spoke again, his tone steady. "The purpose of this trip is reconnaissance, not war."

"You have a fiery temper. If you were to actually meet that angel, you might not be able to control yourself. If a conflict were to break out, regardless of the outcome, it would completely push the Haotian Sect and the Beast God Pavilion to the opposite side. Before the situation is clear, this move is too risky. Besides, the sect also needs you to stay and oversee things."

The elders all expressed their willingness to take on this crucial task, partly to share the burden of the sect, and partly because they were genuinely filled with an irrepressible curiosity and a desire to challenge the unheard-of eight-winged angel.

After all, at their level, there aren't many things that can arouse their interest or vigilance.

(End of this chapter)