Looking at the "Third Brother" before him, who spoke of ruthless acts with such a light and breezy air, the Fifth Elder could not help but feel a sense of admiration rising in his heart. Although his own temperament could not master such effortless posturing, that did not stop him from enjoying the show!
The Fifth Elder spoke in a harsh, cold tone.
"Third Brother is right."
"This Breaking Clan actually dared to seize our sect's Spirit Bone and insult our sect's reputation. This time, we must slaughter them all to the last, so that those restless fellows in the Soul Master World know that even if our Clear Sky Sect has sealed the mountain, we are still the Number One Sect Under Heaven!"
The Third Elder wore a faint smile.
"You are mistaken. The disciples of the Clear Sky Sect have never left the mountain gates; tomorrow's events have nothing to do with us. If they are wiped out, it is purely because the Breaking Clan has been arrogant and domineering, making enemies on all sides."
Hearing this, the Fifth Elder also laughed.
"Yes, yes, this matter has absolutely nothing to do with us."
The Fifth Elder then raised his wine cup and clinked it against the Third Elder's.
"Then, I wish 'that group' success tomorrow."
The Third Elder smiled and replied.
"I wish them success."
The two drained their cups in one gulp. The Fifth Elder refilled the Third Elder's cup and began to ask about the cleanup.
"Third Brother, we did use other hands this time. How should they be dealt with?"
The Third Elder said indifferently.
"Naturally, they must all be 'dealt with' on the spot."
The true meaning was self-evident.
When he said this, the Third Elder never considered that among the people he had employed—aside from the desperate mercenaries he had paid for—there were also Outer Sect Disciples who handled daily supplies and intelligence, and who had served the Clear Sky Sect with all their hearts. All he thought about was that no concrete evidence could be left behind; otherwise, if Martial Soul Hall discovered it and launched an attack on their Tang Family, what would they do?
As for the Outer Sect Disciples, in the Third Elder's mind, it was their honor to die for the sect. If handled properly, they could show "compassion" for their subordinates and frame Martial Soul Hall for the deed, which might even deepen the loyalty of the remaining Outer Sect members.
The Fifth Elder showed no reaction upon hearing this, his heart understanding the intent, and the two continued to drink and chat.
Indeed, the Breaking Clan was the target of Tang San and the Clear Sky Sect this time.
After helping Tang San recover his martial soul and finishing the spirit hunting, Tang Xiao finally had the energy to attend to other matters. Since that was the case, the primary task was naturally revenge.
Previously, Tang Hao and Tang Yuehua had died directly because of Yun Ming and the Breaking Clan, and later, Ah Yin had died to save Tang San. When it all boiled down to it, it was a situation created by Yun Ming, and indirectly, it was caused by him. Tang Xiao now hated the Breaking Clan and Yun Ming to the bone; how could he let them go?
Previously, hindered by the ongoing Heaven Dou Regional Tournament, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the higher-ups of Martial Soul Hall—whose stances were no longer clear—had focused a large portion of their attention on Heaven Dou City, making it difficult for the Clear Sky Sect to act.
But now? The Finals of the Soul Master Competition had begun, and the eyes of the Soul Master World had all turned toward Martial Soul City. Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, as well as the Heaven Dou Imperial Family's guest Dugu Bo, had all departed for Martial Soul City, leaving the top-tier soul master strength of Heaven Dou City empty. Moreover, the Heaven Dou Imperial Family held a very subtle attitude toward Yun Ming and the Breaking Clan. Was this not the best time for their Clear Sky Sect to take revenge?
Although they could not touch Yun Ming while he was in the ranks of the competing soul masters, was the Breaking Clan not right there in Heaven Dou City?
As long as the force they employed was strong enough, the speed of resolving the opponent was fast enough, and they were careful with the subsequent cleanup to ensure Martial Soul Hall could not find clear evidence, they could retreat unscathed even while having left the mountain.
Not to mention that their Clear Sky Sect had been in seclusion for many years and had a low profile, making them difficult to detect. Even if someone with a keen mind guessed that the Breaking Clan had been wiped out by the Clear Sky Sect, so what? Aside from Martial Soul Hall, who would dare to say a word against them?
Furthermore, as long as Martial Soul Hall did not want to make an enemy of the whole world, they could not act recklessly without a suitable reason. Otherwise, they could take the opportunity to counter-attack, using the prestige of the Two Great Empires to pressure Martial Soul Hall and seize the chance to emerge into the world.
The Breaking Clan's quarterly summary meeting, where they handled family affairs and business, was the perfect opportunity. It not only perfectly aligned with the timeframe of the Finals, but it also ensured that all the important figures of the Breaking Clan would be gathered together.
When Tang Xiao and Tang San realized this coincidence, they exclaimed that the Breaking Clan was so wicked that even the heavens were on their side.
Tang San was re-entering the Soul Master Competition specifically to witness the beautiful scene of Yun Ming being devastated by grief once the news reached him. Every bit of pain and torture Yun Ming had brought upon him, he wanted Yun Ming to taste it all over again, and he wanted to witness it with his own eyes.
To erode the hatred in Tang San's heart and ensure his only nephew would not be shackled by vengeance in the future, Tang Xiao had agreed to Tang San's request to compete again.
The only safety concern that needed to be considered was guaranteed in Martial Soul City.
With Tang Xiao guarding in the shadows, there was no need to worry. On the surface, he was "Tang Yin," a genius soul master who had come to compete in Martial Soul City via the connections of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, not Tang San, the son of the Clear Sky Douluo who had a plain appearance and a crippled martial soul. As long as Tang San did not cause any trouble, Martial Soul Hall would not allow anyone to assassinate "Tang Yin" in public; otherwise, that would be a public slap to Martial Soul Hall's face.
With the timing, location, and human factors all in his favor, he, Tang San, did not know how he could lose this round. The Breaking Clan was doomed; no one could save them. That was what the Tang God King said.
On the side of the Heaven Dou Competition Team, the rest period ended, and the academy members returned to their carriages to continue their journey.
That night, Yun Ming woke up from his daily meditation with a deep frown. He faintly felt an inescapable malice approaching, and a sense of ominous foreboding lingered in his heart.
Yun Ming's soul essence was that of a half-step deity; such a sudden premonition would certainly not be groundless. Was something catastrophic for him happening or about to happen?
Was it aimed at him personally or those around him? Was it from Tang San's side or Bibi Dong's side? Or perhaps some people had developed ulterior motives after seeing his close relationship with the Saintess of Martial Soul Hall? There were many possibilities. With only a premonition, he did not know where the crisis was coming from.
Looking through the carriage window at the bright moon hanging in the sky like a curved blade, Yun Ming remained silent. He then withdrew his gaze, took several items from his Phoenix Cry Ring, and began to prepare in silence.
Whether this catastrophe would destroy him or he would wipe out the catastrophe, he would just have to wait and see!
The next day, the red sun hung high in the sky.
A night had passed, and there were no changes on the side of the Heaven Dou Competition Team. Yun Ming's ominous premonition continued to intensify, but it had not yet reached the point of eruption. However, in Heaven Dou City, the grand drama had already raised its curtain.
East of Heaven Dou City, the residence of the Breaking Clan.
With the return of the family's core members from abroad, the Yang Family residence was extremely lively today.
Yang Wutian, Yang Hong, and other core members of the Breaking Clan gathered in the Council Hall of the Breaking Clan.
Yang Wutian glanced at the time. Seeing that Yang Wudi had not yet arrived, he turned to Yang Hong, a newly promoted elder of the Yang Family who had just taken over the clan's cultivation medicine business and was responsible for coordinating with Yang Wudi.
"Yang Hong, did you remind the First Elder that he needs to attend the meeting today?"
Yang Hong responded with a wry smile.
"Clan Leader, I did remind him, but you know the First Elder's temperament. Whether he's late or not isn't something my reminders can influence."
Yang Wutian was just asking as a matter of routine; he knew Yang Wudi's temperament well, but there was nothing he could do. Yang Wudi was his older brother, the former Clan Leader, and the First Elder, so he was helpless and could only wait.
Time slowly ticked by, and it wasn't until a quarter of an hour after the scheduled start of the meeting that Yang Wudi finally arrived, fashionably late.
Ever since stepping down as Clan Leader, and after the Breaking Clan gained access to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and the future medicinal formulas in the hands of Yun Ming, Yang Wudi had truly let himself go. He spent his days immersed in alchemy and cultivation, living happily and carefree, indifferent to worldly affairs. If it weren't for the fact that today's meeting concerned the allocation and cultivation of medicines from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, he might not have even shown up.
Looking at everyone gathered, Yang Wudi acted as if nothing had happened and said.
"Everyone is here, so let's begin!"
After glaring at his older brother, Yang Wutian spoke up.
"Since everyone is here, let today's meeting now (begin)."
Before he could finish his sentence, a terrifying pressure of Soul Power descended upon the Breaking Clan.
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