Chapter 133 Tang Hao returns to his clan

He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the night outside.

Under the moonlight, the mountain gate of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School resembled a silver palace, with numerous pavilions and bright lights.

This is the legacy left to him by his father, the legacy left to him by his grandfather, and the legacy accumulated by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School over a thousand years.

He cannot let this legacy be ruined in his hands.

"Prepare a generous gift."

Ning Fengzhi's voice was soft, yet exceptionally firm.

"I will go to Wuhun City myself."

Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, put down his teacup and stood up.

"Sect Master, I'll go with you."

Ning Fengzhi nodded, turned around, looked at the two Title Douluos who had protected the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School for decades, and suddenly smiled.

"Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, do you think Rongrong will blame me in the future?"

Chen Xin shook his head.

"Sect Master, everything you have done is for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

The little princess will understand someday.

Ning Fengzhi remained silent.

He looked out the window at the night sky, towards the distant sky, in the direction of Wuhun City.

Spirit Hall, Qian Gu Ling Feng, a twelve-year-old Soul Saint, with a seventh soul ring that has lasted for 380,000 years.

Where will that child lead the Spirit Hall?

Haotian Sect.

The mountain gate was tightly closed amidst the swirling clouds and mist.

This sect, perched atop a sheer cliff, has been closed to the public for many years.

The stone steps outside the mountain gate were covered with moss, and wild grass sprouted from the cracks in the stones, indicating that no one had walked on them for a long time.

But inside the mountain gate, in the council hall, the lights were on full display.

Sect Leader Tang Xiao sat in the main seat, his face ashen.

Before him lay the secret report that had come from the foot of the mountain. The handwriting on the report was messy, clearly written in haste.

Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, destroyed.

Tang Hao sat to his left, wearing a gray robe with a hood that covered most of his face, but in the shadows beneath the hood, his blood-red eyes were flashing.

His murderous aura surged like boiling water, but his expression was calmer than Tang Xiao's.

A person who has died once has seen all kinds of storms.

"Big brother."

Tang Hao spoke, his voice hoarse, "The Spirit Hall is making an example of us. The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus is the chicken, and our Clear Sky Sect is the monkey."

Tang Xiao glanced at him but didn't say anything.

Sixty years ago, the Haotian Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon joined forces to destroy the Qian Gu Clan.

Sixty years later, the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex clan was wiped out by Qian Gu Xiaoye. Who will be next?

"The mountain is closed."

Tang Xiao's voice was soft, yet it struck everyone's heart like a hammer blow: "Haotian Sect, continue the mountain closure."

No one is to descend the mountain without my order.

Tang Hao opened his mouth as if to say something, but ultimately remained silent.

He knew his older brother was right.

The Spirit Hall is currently very powerful, and the Clear Sky Sect can preserve its strength by closing its gates and not coming out.

If we act rashly, we will only repeat the same mistake as the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus.

But he was not willing to give up.

Ah Yin is still in the Spirit Hall, and her son is still outside. How can he be content with that?

"Big brother."

Tang Hao's voice was low, "I want to go down the mountain."

Tang Xiao looked at him with a complicated expression.

"Are you going to seek revenge against the Spirit Hall?"

Tang Hao shook his head.

"I need to go find my son."

Tang Xiao was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Your son is in the Spirit Hall's kindergarten."

Tang Hao's pupils suddenly contracted.

"how do you know?"

Tang Xiao did not answer.

He took out a secret report from his sleeve and handed it to Tang Hao.

The handwriting on the secret report was neat, clearly indicating that it was intelligence sent back from Wuhun City.

Tang Hao took it, unfolded it, and looked at the words on it.

Read it line by line, word by word.

His hands were trembling, not from fear, but from anger.

"Wang San is a student at the East Kindergarten of Wuhun City. His father is Wang Laoshi and his mother is Li, both of whom are farmers."

Tang Hao read it aloud, his voice hoarse, "Wang San?"

Wang Laoshi?

My son, Tang Hao's son, is surnamed Wang?

He clenched the secret report into a fist, his eyes turning even more bloodshot.

"Spirit Hall, you've gone too far!"

Tang Xiao looked at him calmly.

"Going there now is suicide."

Golden Crocodile Douluo is in Wuhun City, Qian Daoliu is in Wuhun City, and Qian Gu Xiaoye is also in Wuhun City.

What could you possibly do if you went?

Tang Hao fell silent.

He knew his older brother was telling the truth.

He was level 96, but Golden Crocodile Douluo was level 99, and Qian Daoliu was level 99.

He couldn't even withstand a single palm strike from Golden Crocodile Douluo, so how could he possibly save people in Wuhun City?

"Wait."

Tang Xiao's voice was very soft, "Wait for an opportunity."

Wait until the Spirit Hall lowers its guard and stops paying attention to that child.

Then, you go again.

Tang Hao lowered his head and looked at his hands.

Those pale, bony hands were trembling slightly.

He thought of Ah Yin, his son, and the baby left at the farmer's door.

He clenched his fist, and his knuckles cracked.

"I'll wait."

His voice was very low, as if he were saying to himself, "I've waited sixty years, a few more years won't make a difference."

The Star Luo Empire, Imperial Palace.

Dai Tianfeng sat on the dragon throne, holding the secret report in his hand, his brows furrowed.

With the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex destroyed, the Spirit Hall's strength had exceeded his expectations.

Ten thousand Soul Masters, three Title Douluos, and one Level 99 Peerless Douluo secretly provided support.

Such power is enough to sweep across the entire Star Luo Empire.

He recalled that a few years ago, when the Spirit Hall launched kindergartens and low-priced salt, the nobles of the Star Luo Empire were still mocking the Spirit Hall for trying to win people's hearts.

Now, they can't laugh anymore.

"His Majesty."

Zhu Wuchang's voice came from beside him, "The Spirit Hall is putting on a show of force."

If they can destroy the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, they can destroy the Star Luo Empire.

us……"

Dai Tianfeng raised his hand to interrupt him, his voice very soft.

"I know."

Issue the order to strengthen border security.

In addition, an envoy was dispatched to Spirit City to congratulate the Spirit Hall on its exorcism and defense of the righteous path.

Zhu Wuchang was taken aback: "Your Majesty, the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex has been destroyed. Instead of questioning the Spirit Hall, we're here to congratulate them?"

Dai Tianfeng looked at him with deep eyes.

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