Douluo Continent: The Evil Tiger Subdues the Eight Desolations, and Marries Zhu Zhuqing

He was a peak Douluo of level 97, but just a moment ago, he felt a terrifying pressure that made his heart tremble, coming from outside the mountain gate.

That oppressive aura was as vast as an abyss, and its domineering power was unparalleled.

"Sect Master! Something terrible has happened! Sect Master!"

An outer disciple responsible for guarding the mountain gate stumbled and crawled into the main hall, his face filled with terror and despair.

"What's the panic! This is outrageous!"

The hot-tempered Seventh Elder, Lieyang Douluo, slammed his fist on the table and roared angrily.

The disciple trembled with fear and immediately knelt down, crying out:

"Sect Leader... Sect Master! Elders! The Spirit Hall... the people have come to our door!"

"What?!"

"The Spirit Hall? How dare they?!"

"How did they find us here? Our Haotian Sect has been in seclusion for many years, and our mountain gate is extremely well-hidden!"

"How many people came?!"

The elders were both shocked and furious, and they all began to question them.

"No...I don't know how many people came..." The disciple was so frightened that he couldn't speak coherently.

"But...but that oppressive force just now...it was terrifying! I felt like an ant, about to be crushed at any moment!"

Tang Xiao's face was so gloomy it looked like it was about to drip water.

He knew, of course, how terrifying that oppressive aura was.

The fact that even a peak Douluo of level 97 could feel his heart trembled meant that the strength of the newcomer was definitely extraordinary!

"Spirit Hall... Lin Ye!"

The name that haunted his nightmares instantly flashed into Tang Xiao's mind.

A year ago, the news of his younger brother Tang Hao's death shocked the entire sect.

The one who killed Tang Hao was none other than Lin Ye, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall!

At that time, Tang Xiao was filled with grief and indignation, and wanted to use the strength of the entire sect to go down the mountain to avenge his brother.

However, it was met with strong opposition from the vast majority of elders, led by the Seventh Elder.

They feared the strength of the Spirit Hall, and resented Tang Hao for implicating their sect back then.

In the end, Tang Xiao had no choice but to give in and watch helplessly as his own nephew, Tang San, was ruthlessly expelled from the sect.

He spent the entire past year filled with regret and self-reproach.

He never expected that his choice to back down and endure would result in the Spirit Hall coming to his door on his own initiative!

"This is outrageous!"

Tang Xiao roared, unleashing the aura of a peak Douluo. His eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth as he spoke:

"Do they really think my Haotian Sect is a pushover?!"

"Pass on my order! All sect disciples, assemble immediately at the training ground! Activate the sect's protective formation!"

"I'd like to see what gives the Spirit Hall the right to act so arrogantly in my Clear Sky Sect!"

Tang Xiao's voice was filled with overwhelming anger and murderous intent.

The elders inside the main hall were also stirred to their senses.

"That's right! Let's fight them!"

"Our Haotian Sect has a history of thousands of years; when have we ever suffered such a humiliating disgrace!"

"Kill them! Let them never return!"

In an instant, the entire Haotian Sect was mobilized.

Countless disciples of the Haotian Sect, dressed in gray outfits and wielding Haotian Hammers, surged towards the martial arts arena atop the mountain from all directions, their eyes burning with fury.

One after another, spirit rings lit up from their bodies, converging into a powerful aura.

"Buzz!"

As Tang Xiao and several elders poured their soul power into the core of the sect, a massive soul power shield instantly enveloped the entire mountain, firmly protecting the Haotian Sect within.

This is the sect's protective formation, passed down for thousands of years by the Haotian Sect. It is said to be able to withstand the combined attack of several Title Douluo.

After doing all this, Tang Xiao, along with six sect elders, took to the air and hovered above the mountain gate, looking down with solemn expressions.

When they saw the lineup of the newcomers, even though they were mentally prepared, they still couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

On the open ground outside the mountain gate, nine figures stood with their hands behind their backs, looking at them with relaxed and carefree expressions, as if they were watching a group of clowns.

The young man in black who was leading the group was incredibly handsome, with a cold smile on his face.

Beside him stood a woman in black with a voluptuous figure and an icy demeanor.

There was also a woman dressed in a papal robe, elegant and stunningly beautiful.

They all knew these three people!

Lin Ye, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall!

The Netherworld Cat, Zhu Zhuqing!

Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall!

What made them even more terrified were the six people standing behind those three!

Each of those six people exuded a terrifying aura befitting a Title Douluo!

"Nine...nine Title Douluos?!"

Seventh Elder, Lieyang Douluo, looked at the lineup below with a shocked expression.

The other elders around him were also deathly pale, as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

Has the Spirit Hall gone mad?!

They actually mobilized their entire force, sending nine Title Douluos to attack their Clear Sky Sect?!

This is a fight to the death!

Tang Xiao's heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

Although he was also a peak Douluo of level 97, there were only seven Title Douluos on his side, including himself.

In terms of quantity, they were at a disadvantage.

What's more, the other side also has Pope Bibi Dong, whose strength is unfathomable, and... Lin Ye, a monster who created countless terrifying legends!

How should we fight this battle?

There's no chance of winning!

"Sect Leader Tang Xiao, how have you been?"

Just as the Haotian Sect members were shaken and their morale plummeted, Lin Ye's slightly mocking voice drifted up.

"Your Haotian Sect still prefers to be cowards, hiding in your shell. How does it feel? Doesn't it make you feel especially safe?"

Lin Ye's words were full of blatant mockery and contempt, instantly igniting the anger of everyone in the Haotian Sect.

"You little beast! Don't you dare be so arrogant!"

The Seventh Elder, Lieyang Douluo, pointed at Lin Ye, trembling with rage, and began to curse loudly.

"This is the Clear Sky Sect, not a place for your Spirit Hall to run wild! If you know what's good for you, get out of here now! Otherwise, you'll never leave alive!"

He spoke with great force, but he was terrified inside.

"Oh, isn't this the Seventh Elder?"

Lin Ye seemed to only just notice him, raising an eyebrow in feigned surprise.

"Such a fiery temper! What, did your son die with his eyes wide open, and now he's haunting your dreams every night, wanting you to yell at him so he can join him in the afterlife?"

"You! You!"

Upon hearing this, Lieyang Douluo was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

His only son died tragically at the hands of the Spirit Hall because of Tang Hao's affair.

This is the pain of his life!

Now, Lin Ye is actually tearing open his bloody scars in front of everyone and cursing him so viciously!

"I kill you!"

The Blazing Sun Douluo completely lost his mind. With a roar, his nine spirit rings suddenly lit up. He grabbed his huge Clear Sky Hammer and was about to rush out of the protective barrier to fight Lin Ye to the death.

"Seventh Brother! Calm down!"

Tang Xiao's expression changed, and he quickly reached out to stop him.

What's the difference between rushing out now and suicide?