Chapter 88: The Fall of the Haotian Sect.
"Soul Bone Technique, Forbidden by the Ice Dragon King!"
With a low shout, Yang Ziyuan's entire body radiated a bone-piercing chill, and the air around him seemed to freeze to ice.
Instantly, a massive dragon, formed from condensed cold, materialized behind him.
The ice dragon, tens of meters long, was massive and majestic. Its scales gleamed with a cold light, and its eyes shone with a chilling murderous intent.
The ice dragon opened its bloody maw and roared as it lunged towards Tang Xiao and the others.
Faced with such a terrifying attack, Tang Xiao and the two men beside him remained unfazed. Both experienced and formidable, they responded immediately.
The First and Second Elders exchanged a glance, a flicker of determination in their eyes.
The next second, they suddenly accelerated, charging towards the ice dragon.
However, as they approached the dragon, they found themselves rapidly engulfed in frost, their movements slowing.
In the blink of an eye, their bodies were completely enveloped by the frost, transforming into two lifelike ice sculptures.
Seeing this, Tang Xiao's eyes widened in astonishment.
He had never seen such a powerful ice-attributed ability, capable of instantly freezing a human body and even preventing two elders from self-destructing.
At that moment, Tang Xiao finally realized that the three of them had been delusional.
Originally, they had hoped to drag Yang Ziyuan down with them, thus eliminating a powerful enemy for the Haotian Sect.
However, the enemy refused to give them a chance, not even the chance to self-destruct.
This meant the battle was over.
"Kid, I admit defeat in today's battle! But the Haotian Sect will avenge this day!"
Tang Xiao roared, then shattered his own skull with a palm and committed suicide.
He refused to die in humiliation at the hands of a young brat!
Seeing the other man's suicide, Yang Ziyuan remained indifferent and withdrew the ice dragon.
In his view, after today, the Haotian Sect would cease to exist.
The other man's dying threats were utter nonsense!
After collecting the other man's soul bone, Yang Ziyuan spread his wind and thunder wings and flew into the Haotian Sect's ancestral land.
Looking at the rubble around him, Yang Ziyuan frowned.
"Grandpa, Second Uncle, where are you?"
Yang Ziyuan shouted, but received no response.
Seeing this, he searched everywhere and finally arrived at the Haotian Sect's treasury.
After looting everything inside, Yang Wuhui and the others finally returned.
"Grandpa, did you track down the Haotian Sect's remnants?"
Hearing Yang Ziyuan's question, Yang Wuhui and the others said with a hint of regret, "We did. However, a small number of them escaped."
"Among those remnants, there were two Titled Douluo. They delayed us for a while, allowing some to escape. However, those two Titled Douluo ultimately died at our hands!"
"Is that so?"
Yang Ziyuan pondered after hearing Yang Wuhui and the others' answers.
Although they hadn't completely wiped out the Haotian Sect, the remaining small fry couldn't cause much trouble.
Even if they joined forces with the small-time crooks, they wouldn't pose a threat to the Poyi Clan.
However, today's events had served as a wake-up call for him.
Despite Yang Wuhui and the other two having superior spirit power levels and spirit ring configurations, they were unable to completely eradicate the remnants of the Haotian Sect, which clearly showed that their strength was still lacking.
He didn't want to see this happen again.
After all, if you don't remove the grass at its roots, it will grow again when the spring breeze blows. He didn't want to leave any hidden dangers for the Poyi Clan.
Now, with him as a backup, the Poyi Clan no longer had to fear those scoundrels.
But once he achieved divine power and ascended, would Yang Wuhui and the others be able to protect the Po Yi Clan?
Thinking of this, Yang Ziyuan decided to take them somewhere to improve their strength.
Just as he was making up his mind, the voice of the God of Destruction rang out again.
"Little one, congratulations on completing the fifth of the Nine Trials of Destruction. Reward: Increase the age of all your spirit rings by 50,000 years, two divinely bestowed spirit rings, and a 20% increase in your affinity with the God of Destruction."
"Nine Trials of Destruction, Sixth Trial! Break through to Titled Douluo within four years! Reward: Divine-level spirit bone—Torso Bone, one divinely bestowed spirit ring, and a 10% increase in your affinity with the God of Destruction!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a surge of divine power surged into Yang Ziyuan's body.
In the next second, his spirit rings transformed into a terrifying three black and four red!
Seeing this, Yang Wuhui and the other two were completely stunned.
With Yang Ziyuan's current spirit ring configuration, no one would believe it if they told anyone about it.
However, they had experienced many hardships before, and they immediately calmed down.
"Ziyuan, what are your plans?"
Yang Wuhui asked. Without hesitation, Yang Ziyuan replied, "Let's go home first! I'll take you somewhere nicer after I finish what I'm doing!"
"A nicer place?"
Yang Wuhui and the others looked puzzled.
Without further explanation, Yang Ziyuan led them out of the Haotian Sect's ancestral grounds.
Meanwhile, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect were experiencing the same thing.
The remnants of the Haotian Sect had all come seeking help.
"Sect Master Ning, our Haotian Sect is facing annihilation. Please help!"
Inside the hall, a blood-stained Tang Hu knelt in tears.
He saw the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect as their only hope.
"Brother Tang Hu, please stand up! We, the three upper sects, have always shared a common hatred for the enemy. How could we stand by and watch someone perish without assistance?"
Ning Fengzhi hurriedly helped Tang Hu to his feet, comforted him, and then asked, "Are the enemies you encountered from the Spirit Hall? What are their strengths?"
"That, I really don't know. However, one of the two people chasing us is from the Po Yi clan!"
"From the Po Yi clan?"
Upon hearing Tang Hu mention the Po Yi clan, Ning Fengzhi immediately thought of Yang Wuhui.
"Is it Chi Xiao Douluo?"
"Chi Xiao Douluo? Who is he? Is there such a figure in the spirit master world?"
Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi remembered that the Haotian Sect had long been in seclusion.
They were basically unaware of the outside world's news.
Just as Ning Fengzhi was about to explain, Tang Hu revealed a shocking news.
"Sect Master Ning, I don't know who Chi Xiao Douluo is. However, I know that person from the Po Yi Clan. He is the current leader of the Po Yi Clan, Yang Wudi!"
"Yang Wudi? How did he get involved?"
Ning Fengzhi was surprised to hear that the man was Yang Wudi.
After all, according to his intelligence, ever since Yang Wudi relocated the Po Yi Clan to Hanhai City, they have been in hiding.
Now, the power of the Po Yi Clan has probably long fallen into the hands of Chi Xiao Douluo, right?
However, since the other party appeared there, there must be a reason.
At this moment, a bold idea came to his mind.
Could it be that the Po Yi Clan was the one attacking the Haotian Sect?
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