Chapter 110. Don't kill me! The air in Spirit Hall is sweet.
"Alright, leave it to me," Guangling Douluo said with a smile.
Qianxunji nodded and said, "Tangchen, old dog, since you don't care about your son, I'll count to ten. If you don't come out, I'll randomly select a few lucky ones from your Rat Sect to report to your ancestors in the underworld."
The people of the Haotian Sect were momentarily furious and terrified, secretly hoping that Tang Chen would step forward and teach Qianxunji a lesson, just as Qian Daoliu had done to the Haotian Sect, and force Spirit Hall to bow to their Haotian Sect.
However, even Tang Tian himself didn't know where Tang Chen was going.
"One,"
"Two,"
Qianxunji muttered, then suddenly changed his words, saying, "Ten!"
Tang Tian, held captive by Qianxunji, was furious. "Qianxunji, you have no martial ethics. Where did you say ten?"
"Yes, I only said ten," Qianxunji said.
Guangling Douluo, standing nearby, immediately drew his bow and fired an arrow, the tip pointing to the sky. He smiled and said, "Let me see who the lucky winner is."
"That lucky winner is you."
The next moment, Guangling's divine bow aimed directly at a location within the Clear Sky Sect. The arrow pointed in the direction of a six-year-old child, Tang Qizhen!
Tang Qizhen felt a surge of fear!
Today, before the Spirit Hall's attack on the mountain gate, was his most glorious moment. He had awakened his Clear Sky Hammer spirit, possessing an innate level 9.5 spirit power, becoming the most impressive figure in the arena, his future boundless.
Endless ambitions rose within him. In the future, when he ascended to Titled Douluo, he would inherit the title of Clear Sky Douluo. He would emulate his great-grandfather Tang Chen and his second uncle Tang Hao, conquering the Spirit Hall and smiting its Pope with a merciless blow. His fame would spread throughout the Douluo Continent, forcing the Spirit Hall to forever bow under the shadow of the Clear Sky Sect.
However, the moment Guangling's arrow aimed at him, his dreams were shattered.
"No, don't kill me. I don't want to die. I haven't lived enough." Tang Qizhen wet his pants on the spot.
However, Guangling Douluo's arrow was unjust. Since it had chosen you, you had no choice but to report to your ancestors in the underworld.
With one strike, Tang Qizhen didn't even have the chance to escape. The Guangling arrow pierced him, its immense soul power shattering even his flesh and blood.
"No—" Tang Tian's eyes flashed red, and he gasped for breath. "Qi Zhen—"
The hope of the third generation of the Haotian Sect after him, the genius Tang Qi Zhen, with his innate 9.5 spirit power, the future leader of the Haotian Sect, perished completely in that moment without ever growing.
"This world has geniuses from generation to generation, but how many of them can truly mature?" Qian Xunji said playfully.
Then, Qian Xunji pointed to the sky again: "Tang Chen, old dog, come out and die! If you don't, one of your sect's bastards will report to the ancestors of your Mouse Sect in the underworld."
"One,"
"Two,"
"Ten."
This time, Qian Xunji counted the numbers from one to ten in a disciplined manner.
Guangling Douluo drew his bow and shot an arrow, aiming for Tang Guancong, the Haotian Sect's second-highest-talented awakener, possessing innate 8th-level spirit power.
"No, don't kill me, don't kill me. I'm quitting the Haotian Sect. Your Holiness, I'm willing to join..." Tang Guancong was a man of uncertain mind. The moment he was targeted, he switched sides on the spot.
However, before he could finish his words, he was shot dead by an arrow.
"Oops? Sorry, I shot the arrow so fast. What were you about to say?" Guangling Douluo said in distress, looking at the pile of frozen meat in the distance.
Qianxunji said, "What a shame! Two talented people from the Haotian Sect who were expected to achieve the title have fallen before their time. I just don't know how old dog Tang Chen could bear to watch you disciples suffer such humiliation?"
"How about I give old dog Tang Chen another chance?"
Qianxunji pointed again, saying, "Old dog Tang Chen, get out here and die right now, or another bastard from your Haozi Sect will report to your ancestors in the underworld."
"One"
"Three"
"Five"
"Seven "
"Ten"
"Guangling, kill two this time."
Guangling Douluo nodded, conjured two Guangling divine arrows, drew his bows, and fired, aiming directly at the two men.
Tang Shuping, Tang Ah Ping.
Tang Shuping's spirits raced, and he quickly declared, "Don't kill me! The air in the Clear Sky Sect is impure, but the Spirit Hall's air is fragrant and sweet. I'm willing to join."
With a frightened heart, trembling hands, and a wet crotch, Tang Shuping pleaded, "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I'm willing to forever worship the successive popes of the Spirit Hall."
With two arrows, the two were instantly pierced by the Light Wing Divine Arrows, their flesh reduced to a heap of minced meat by the force of their souls.
"Oops, I accidentally shot too fast again. Could you please speak faster next time? You're causing me so much distress," Light Wing Douluo said.
When Guangling Douluo aimed at Tang Jingtang, he knelt on the spot and said, "Father, I accept you as my father. Please don't kill me."
A single arrow from the shuttle killed him. Guangling Douluo said, "I don't have a six-year-old son like you."
When Guangling Douluo aimed at Tang Jingwei, Tang Jingwei knelt and said, "Don't kill me. I am willing to lead the Haotian Sect to submit to the Spirit Hall and become an affiliated sect of the Spirit Hall."
"What are you doing, brat?" Tang Xuan said angrily.
Tang Jingwei gritted his teeth and whispered to Tang Xuan, "I'm trying to save the Haotian Sect in a roundabout way. I'm feigning submission first, and then I'll turn against you later."
With a single arrow, Tang Jingwei was shot dead. Guangling Douluo said, "I'm not deaf. You say feigning submission, then I'll turn against you later?"
The bastards of the Rat Sect were shot one by one, but Tang Chen refused to come out.
Every member of the Haotian Sect was in despair. From the moment Qian Xunji attacked the Haotian Sect, they had been hoping for a miracle—that ancestor Tang Chen would arrive in time to save the Haotian Sect from its dire straits.
However, Sect Leader Tang Tian was reduced to a human stick by Qian Xunji, and the Haotian Sect's disciples were shot down one by one by the Spirit Hall, but there was no sign of Tang Chen appearing.
Or perhaps it was simply impossible for him to appear. Coupled with Qian Xunji's terrifying extreme strength, an aura of despair, even madness, began to permeate the Haotian Sect.
Qian Xunji stopped counting down and said playfully, "So it seems that old dog Tang Chen is not planning to appear."
"Qian Xunji, don't be complacent. My father, Tang Chen, is only undergoing his divine test. One day, when he returns as a god, he will seek justice for the Haotian Sect's current grievances."
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