met free Chapter 263 Brothers, the situation is urgent.
Chapter 263 Brothers, the situation is urgent.
Chapter 263 Brothers, the situation is urgent.
This morning is destined to be an extraordinary day.
From the very first rays of dawn, they eagerly began this feast of knowledge.
After just one morning, both of them felt exhausted and fell asleep.
However, Qiu'er still had tears in the corners of her eyes and her face was flushed. It must be said that Qiu'er is indeed a diligent and studious child.
Just as Huo Yuhao and Qiu Ji were deeply discussing the origin and development of humankind, a shocking message suddenly came from the Spirit Hall, spreading rapidly across the continent like a storm.
The details of the news are not yet fully clear, but its influence has already moved everyone who hears it. Whether nobles or commoners, martial artists or scholars, they are all discussing it. On the border of the Star Luo Empire, there is a mountain that soars into the clouds. Its name is Tianzhu Mountain.
Tianzhu Mountain is one of the most precipitous mountain ranges in the Star Luo Empire. It is covered with thick snow all year round, with steep slopes and cliffs everywhere.
Here, even the air seems to freeze, and the biting wind sends chills down your spine.
Legend has it that even monkeys that have lived in the mountains for countless years have difficulty crossing this treacherous land.
The perilousness of Tianzhu Mountain lies not only in its natural environment, but also in the secrets it hides.
Behind those seemingly insurmountable cliffs lies a once-glorious sect—
Haotian Sect.
The Haotian Sect, once hailed as the number one sect in the world, boasts countless legends and a glorious history.
However, as time went by, this sect gradually faded from people's sight and was even forgotten by the world.
Today, only a very few people know that this once number one sect in the world is hidden in these snow-covered mountains.
The Haotian Sect's buildings are built against the mountain, located at the very top of the mountain. The sect's buildings cleverly utilize the mountain's steepness, making the entire sect look both mysterious and solemn.
At the entrance of the sect stands a huge stone tablet with the three large characters "Haotian Sect" engraved on it. The characters are strong and powerful, as if proclaiming to the world the sect's past glory.
However, the Haotian Sect is no longer as prosperous as it once was. The sect is now silent, with only the sound of the wind and the occasional birdsong breaking the tranquility.
It turns out that since the incident that shocked the entire continent thirteen years ago, the Haotian Sect has led all its members to live in seclusion in this remote mountain.
That incident was undoubtedly a catastrophic blow to the entire Haotian Sect, and also a profound lesson.
The sect's retreat was not only a response to that incident, but also a way to protect the sect's future and bloodline.
This secluded place is located on the edge of the continent, surrounded by continuous mountain ranges, with complex terrain and treacherous location.
The mountains are shrouded in mist, forming a natural barrier that isolates them from the outside world. This geographical location makes it an ideal refuge for the Haotian Sect.
Even the powerful Spirit Hall was helpless in the face of such treacherous terrain.
The Haotian Sect's headquarters is located atop the most precipitous mountain peak. There is only one narrow passage between the peaks, and the only way to connect these peaks is through several huge iron chains suspended between the mountains.
As long as the members of the Clear Sky Sect remove these chains, even if the Spirit Hall has a million-strong army, it will be difficult to break through this natural defense.
At this very moment, in the main hall of the Haotian Sect, a middle-aged man of extremely robust build stood like an iron tower beside a table.
He stood tall and straight, with a resolute face and deep eyes that seemed to see into people's hearts.
His presence was like an insurmountable barrier, making people afraid to approach him easily.
If Tang San were here, he would recognize at a glance that the person in front of him was none other than his uncle, Xiaotian Douluo, Tang Xiao.
In the incident thirteen years ago, Tang Xiao single-handedly turned the tide and protected many members of the sect.
Around the hall, various antique decorations were displayed, each revealing the profound historical heritage of the Haotian Sect.
Hanging on the wall are portraits of the successive patriarchs.
The most imposing portrait among them is that of Tang Xiao's grandfather, Tang Chen.
In this environment, Tang Xiao's figure appeared even more majestic, and every move he made exuded an unspoken power.
In the center of the hall stood a huge stone table, on which lay a detailed map. The map marked the territory of the Haotian Sect and the potential threats in the surrounding area.
Tang Xiao stood by the table, his gaze fixed intently on the map, seemingly contemplating the sect's future strategy.
At this time, Tang Xiao had reached the level of a Super Douluo at level ninety-five, and his strength had reached a height that was admired by all on the Douluo Continent.
Since he reached this level, his strength has undergone a complete transformation. Tang Xiao estimates that there are fewer than a handful of Soul Masters on the entire Douluo Continent who can defeat him.
Despite possessing such formidable strength, Tang Xiao's face was now etched with an unyielding worry. His brows were furrowed, and his eyes revealed a barely perceptible anxiety.
"Sect Master, you were looking for us?"
Just then, five imposing middle-aged and elderly men walked into the hall together.
Their steps were steady, each one seemingly carrying an invisible pressure.
The youngest of these five is conservatively estimated to be in his fifties or sixties, while the oldest is probably well past seventy.
While time has left its mark on their faces, it has also endowed them with an unfathomable quality.
These five individuals all emanated terrifying fluctuations of soul power, which was like a raging storm, full of destructive power and oppressive force.
These five people were all, without exception, already powerful individuals at the Title Douluo level.
It is important to know that in the history of Douluo Continent, Title Douluo are the top-tier Soul Masters, and each one is a legendary figure.
The Haotian Sect, once the number one sect in the world, was already at its glorious stage with two Douluo.
Now, with the passage of time, the strength of the Haotian Sect has not declined at all; on the contrary, it has become even stronger.
The Clear Sky Sect already possesses six Title Douluos, which is unprecedented on the Douluo Continent. If the Clear Sky Douluos who have been scattered elsewhere are added, the Clear Sky Sect now has seven Title Douluos.
What's most terrifying is that all seven of these Title Douluo possess the world's number one weapon spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer!
However, at this moment, all six titled Douluo present showed deep apprehension. Their eyes were filled with vigilance and unease, as if they were facing some unpredictable danger.
The Seventh Elder, Lieyang Douluo, a Douluo dressed in a fiery red battle robe and exuding an imposing aura, gently placed a sealed envelope in the center of the conference table.
His voice carried a barely perceptible heaviness as he slowly spoke, "Sect Master, brothers, this is the latest intelligence we've just received. According to reliable sources, the Spirit Hall has made significant changes to the rules of this year's Soul Master Competition. This year's competition is no longer limited to contests between various academies, but is open to all major sects on the continent, allowing them to participate as well."
The words of the Blazing Sun Douluo echoed in the conference room, each word like a heavy hammer blow striking the hearts of the Title Douluos present. They exchanged complex glances, their hearts churning with turmoil.
This may sound like just a rule change for a Soul Master Tournament, but in reality, the hidden meaning behind it is far more complex than it appears on the surface.
The Soul Master Competition is not only a grand event for competition, but also a stage for various forces to showcase their strength, compete for resources and influence.
Every change in the rules can trigger a series of chain reactions, affecting the power structure across the entire continent.
Currently, the Haotian Sect has chosen to retire and stay away from the conflicts, but even so, they are still closely monitoring the changes in the outside world.
Not long ago, they learned that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had submitted to the Spirit Hall, which undoubtedly made the situation even more unpredictable.
The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus family has maintained a neutral stance to this day, remaining impartial and unbiased. However, in this turbulent era, neutrality may not last.
Judging from the current situation, the Spirit Hall seems to be planning a complete reshuffling of the power structure across the entire continent.
They plan to subtly bring the major sects under their influence by modifying the rules of the Soul Master Competition.
This is clearly no small matter; it is an ambitious plan.
If the Spirit Hall truly succeeds in gaining control of the other sects, they will become the true overlords, with all nations paying tribute and no one able to rival them.
At that time, the balance of power across the entire continent will be completely tilted, and the influence of the Spirit Hall will be unmatched.
The titled Douluo present knew that once the Spirit Hall's power reached such a level, the balance of the entire continent would be broken, and it might even trigger an unprecedented upheaval.
They couldn't help but start thinking about how to deal with such a dire situation, how to protect their sect and disciples in the coming storm, and how to ensure that they would not be devoured by the ambitions of the Spirit Hall.
The atmosphere in the council hall of the Haotian Sect was unusually heavy.
Facing his silent brothers, Lieyang Douluo finally couldn't contain his anxiety any longer. He slammed his hand hard on the heavy wooden table, making a loud "bang" that seemed to shake the entire hall.
"Brothers, the situation is urgent. If you ask me, we should get out of the mountains as soon as possible."
The voice of the Blazing Sun Douluo was filled with urgency and determination.
More than a decade has passed in the blink of an eye, but Lieyang Douluo's temper has not diminished at all. On the contrary, he has become more and more irritable as he has become a titled Douluo.
Lieyang Douluo continued to persuade the other elders: "Brothers, since the Spirit Hall wants to reshuffle the power structure of the continent, we must step forward and win the championship in the Soul Master Competition again, so that everyone in the world knows that our Clear Sky Sect is the number one sect in the world!"
However, upon hearing Lieyang Douluo's words, Tang Xiao and the others all remained silent.
Their eyes revealed complex emotions, including helplessness towards Lieyang Douluo and worry about the current situation.
Lieyang Douluo immediately became anxious. He couldn't understand why his brothers were so silent. "No, what do you mean by this? What does shaking your heads mean?" His voice was filled with anger and confusion.
Tang Xiao shook his head with a bitter expression: "Seventh Uncle, we are still in the stage of recuperating and building up our strength. We really can't go head-to-head with the Spirit Hall again. The war thirteen years ago has already explained a lot of things. We are no match for the Spirit Hall at all."
Tang Xiao's voice was heavy with helplessness. He was well aware of the Spirit Hall's strength and the Clear Sky Sect's current limitations.
The Blazing Sun Douluo was filled with resentment, his eyes flashing with unyielding light: "Sect Master, why do you have to boost the morale of others while diminishing our own? Now our Clear Sky Sect already has six Title Douluos, plus the Clear Sky Formation, how many people in the world can be our match?"
Tang Xiao's expression was complex and heavy, his eyes revealing a hint of barely perceptible pain, his voice low and filled with helplessness: "Seventh Uncle, I know that in your eyes I may seem overly cautious, even a little timid. But please understand, our Haotian Sect has truly reached an extremely fragile edge, and can no longer withstand any more turmoil."
The Fiery Sun Douluo frowned deeply and pressed, "Sect Master, what is the reason? Is the Spirit Hall really that terrifying?"
Tang Xiao took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, as if organizing his thoughts and words. He began to explain in detail: "Seventh Uncle, while the others in the Spirit Hall are powerful, they are not invincible. However, Qian Daoliu is an insurmountable peak for us. His strength far exceeds our imagination. Unless Grandfather can return, even if all six of us Title Douluos attacked together, we would not be a match for Qian Daoliu. The title of Peerless Douluo is not a simple name; it represents true power, an invincible existence in the mortal realm!"
When Tang Xiao uttered the words "invincible among men," his voice was filled with helplessness and frustration. His face was also etched with resignation to reality and worry about the future.
"Therefore, what we can do now is lie low and accumulate strength. We need to wait, wait for the Clear Sky Sect to produce another peerless genius, or another peerless Douluo. Or, wait for Qian Daoliu to fall. Only in this way can we have a chance to rise again. Otherwise, the Clear Sky Sect can only choose to go into seclusion, avoiding the conflicts and dangers of the outside world, until that moment arrives—"
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