Douro Continent

Chapter 490 The Overbearing Control of the Blue Silver Emperor of the Haotian Sect (Part 1)

As soon as I stepped outside, a damp mist greeted me. The mountaintop was extremely humid, especially in the early morning when it was shrouded in thick fog. With average eyesight, one could only see about five meters ahead at most.

Although Tang San wasn't affected that much, he was clearly unable to cultivate the Purple Demon Eye. It seemed that if he were to stay here long-term, he would need to find a suitable place to cultivate.

The air was a bit chilly, and after standing outside for only a short while, Tang San's clothes became damp, forcing him to retreat back into his room. Just as he was hesitating about whether to continue cultivating for a while longer, a loud banging sounded on the door.

"Tang San, are you up yet?" The voice belonged to Tang Long.

"Get up." Tang San hurriedly went to open the door. Tang Long walked in carrying a food box, which was much larger than the one Tang Tiantian had brought yesterday.

"Come on, let's have breakfast together." Tang Long didn't stand on ceremony. He placed the food box on the table and opened it. Inside was a plate of steamed buns, a bowl of hot porridge, a few eggs, and some pickled vegetables.

"You're probably going to be busy today. Eat more."

"Thank you." Tang San didn't stand on ceremony; he was at the age where he could eat a lot. The two brothers ate heartily, finishing all the food in no time.

"Tang San, you're probably in trouble today. I heard from the other brothers that the elders are taking your return very seriously and are quite angry. The sect leader told me to tell you to be careful. If necessary, you can refuse any challenge."

Could he really refuse? If so, he was afraid he truly couldn't do anything for the sect. Tang San sighed inwardly, "Thank you, brother."

After finishing breakfast, Tang Long didn't leave. He waited until the sun was high in the sky and the fog had dissipated before leading Tang San out the door. They headed straight for the front courtyard of the Clear Sky Sect.

Haotian Sect. Front courtyard.

Unlike the quiet atmosphere when Tang San arrived yesterday, the courtyard was now filled with at least 150 people. Most of them stood around the perimeter, while in the center of the courtyard, Sect Leader Tang Xiao and five white-haired elders stood.

The five elderly men appeared to be at least eighty years old, but they were all remarkably vigorous and had ruddy complexions. One of the men was speaking to Tang Hao with a serious expression.

Tang Long said in a low voice, "Apart from those who are out purchasing and handling business, most of the direct descendants of the sect are here. The five in the center are the five elders of the sect. Even the sect leader has to give them some respect. In terms of seniority, they are all the sect leader's uncles."

Accompanied by Tang Long, Tang San arrived in the courtyard. The incense table that Tang San had expected was not there. Tang Yuehua stood behind Tang Xiao, her face looking very unpleasant. As soon as Tang San and Tang Long appeared, they immediately became the focus of attention.

Just then, someone shouted, "Tang Hao's family trash, get out of Haotian. You don't deserve to be here."

With this provocative remark, many young people from various sects responded, and the courtyard quickly descended into chaos.

Tang San narrowed his eyes slightly, and just as Tang Xiao was about to speak up to stop him, suddenly, a faint white light spread out from Tang San's body and instantly turned colorless.

At this time, the sun was high in the sky. While the mountaintop was undoubtedly cold when the sun wasn't shining, it was also closer to the sun, making it much warmer than the plains when the sun was blazing. The intense sunlight could even cause sunburn.

But at that moment, just as the white light emanating from Tang San was released, the disciples of the Clear Sky Sect felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar. A chilling killing intent instantly spread to every corner of the front yard.

The chaotic sounds ceased abruptly, as if severed by a sharp blade. Who could have imagined that Tang San, who had just appeared calm and composed, could unleash such a powerful and tangible killing intent?

Tang San's gaze swept across the area, and almost instantly he located the sect disciple who had spoken first—a young man who looked to be about his age. Using his ability to pinpoint sound locations, combined with his powerful mental strength, he locked onto the target.

The intense killing intent emanating from the surrounding air instantly coalesced and focused on this one person.

The dissipated colorless killing intent reappeared as white, like a bridge connecting Tang San and the young man. A faint layer of blood red appeared in Tang San's dark blue eyes. At this moment, Tang Yuehua seemed to see Tang San again, the Tang San who had just arrived at Yuexuan.

The young man in his early twenties paled the moment the Killing God Domain condensed on him. A chilling aura seeped into his skin, and in his eyes, Tang San seemed to have become a bloodthirsty demon.

However, he lived up to his reputation as a disciple of the Haotian Sect. Although he was young, his cultivation was quite profound.

With a loud shout, black light surged from his right hand, and a black Haotian Hammer about one meter long suddenly appeared. He released four spirit rings, two yellow and two purple, and only by relying on the powerful aura of his martial spirit could he barely stabilize his wavering emotions.

This is the Clear Sky Hammer. If it were a lower-level martial soul, it would probably have collapsed under the impact of Tang San's Killing God Domain combined with his mental power.

Tang Xiao shouted, "Tang San, you mustn't be disrespectful in front of the elders."

Tang San didn't really intend to do anything. The white light subsided, and he faced Tang Xiao again as if he hadn't done anything. He bowed and said, "Greetings, Sect Master, greetings, elders."

The five elders naturally sensed the powerful killing intent emanating from Tang San, and their expressions changed. One of the elders, with long white eyebrows, said in a deep voice, "Killing God Domain."

Tang San didn't hide anything, "That's right."

Another elder, tall and thin, sneered, "You have indeed inherited that bastard Tang Hao's talent, but what good is talent? If another Tang Hao emerges in the sect, we'll probably be wiped out. You, a third-generation disciple, don't you kneel before us?"

Tang San hesitated for a moment, but he still knelt down, not only because the people in front of him were his elders, but also because of his father's debt to the sect.

"Tang San is willing to forgive his father's sins and do his utmost to help the sect regain its former glory. Please, sect leader and elders, allow me to be recognized as a member of the sect."

The tall, thin old man roared, "Bullshit! Just because of what your father did, you can forget about returning to the sect. You are the son of him and that monstrous soul beast, nothing but a bastard. Although the Haotian Sect has closed its gates, it will not allow a bastard to return to the sect."

"Seventh Brother, watch your words. There are so many juniors watching." The long-browed old man frowned and said with some displeasure.

Upon hearing the word "bastard," Tang San's expression suddenly calmed down. He remained kneeling there, slowly raising his head to look at the thin elder.

"Who are you calling a bastard?" Although he did not unleash the Killing God Domain, the chill emanating from his body was even colder than before.

Tang Xiao did not stop Tang San from questioning the thin elder; he was also furious and his face was ashen.

"I'm talking about you, you little bastard." The old man's anger was undisguised, and his body was trembling with excitement. "If it weren't for that beast Tang Hao implicating the sect, my eldest son wouldn't have been attacked and killed by the Spirit Hall on his way to procure supplies for the sect."

"Enough. Seventh Brother, if you don't control your emotions, leave here." The long-browed elder was clearly the most respected among the five elders, and he was also somewhat angered by the thin elder's relentless and uncouth insults.

Unexpectedly, Tang San suddenly turned to the thin elder and kowtowed three times, saying, "I'm sorry, Seventh Elder. I apologize on behalf of my father for the mistakes he made back then. However, your true enemy should be the Spirit Hall, not my father and me."

When Tang San said those words, his expression was very sincere, and he kowtowed three times very heavily. When he looked up again, there were blood vessels on his forehead.

Given the toughness of his skin, the fact that it was damaged like this clearly indicates that an unusual amount of force was used. Moreover, not a single trace of soul power was used for protection.

The thin elder sneered, "Does this make up for my grief over losing my son? I'm not the only one affected by the Tang Hao incident; the entire sect is affected. If he knows his mistake, he should come back and commit suicide to atone for his sins."

Tang San stood up, seemingly ignoring the Seventh Elder's words. His previously sincere gaze suddenly turned sharp. "Although I believe the sect's affairs cannot be entirely blamed on Father, he was still at fault, implicating the sect. Therefore, I apologize to you. However, your previous words insulted my late mother, and I must seek justice. Seventh Elder, I challenge you, even unto death."

His words were resolute. Although he was handsome and elegant, at that moment everyone in the Clear Sky Sect felt the powerful and fierce aura emanating from Tang San.

The slender Seventh Elder paused for a moment, "You want to challenge me?"

Tang San replied affirmatively, "Yes. Please enlighten me, Seventh Elder."

"Hahahaha." The Seventh Elder burst into loud laughter, his unrestrained laughter carrying a powerful soul force that seemed to make the entire Clear Sky Sect tremble. "You, a junior, dare to challenge me? It would be more like Tang Hao saying that."

Tang Yuehua, standing to the side, thought to herself, "If my second brother were here, would you dare to accept the challenge?" However, seeing that Tang Xiao beside her remained silent, letting Tang San handle things on his own, she naturally didn't say anything more.

(End of this chapter)