345: Chapter 345 The Fallen Peerless Douluo

The Clear Sky Sect has been destroyed.

The strongest super Douluo on land is dead!

The expression on Ning Fengzhi's face was incredibly vivid.

The message from just now was actually true.

"Fengzhi!"

Sword Douluo frowned.

Although the messenger's voice was small,

As a Titled Douluo,

He heard it clearly.

Tang Chen is dead!

It was simply inconceivable.

Sword Douluo looked at Ning Fengzhi with some concern.

"Salas, hahaha!"

Ning Fengzhi suddenly stood up,

Revealing a smile that looked more painful than crying.

"I was just joking with you a moment ago."

"Salas, as a Platinum Bishop, you represent Spirit Hall."

"If Spirit Hall leaves, today's match will also fail to receive the attention it deserves."

"Sit, sit, haha!"

Although Ning Fengzhi did not step forward, he made a gesture of invitation.

He had suddenly become polite, and the people around him looked at him strangely.

Emperor Xue Ye, being a clever ruler, had already determined that the news just delivered was true.

Though he was gravely ill, his majesty remained; no one would dare bring him false news unless they had the audacity of a lion.

"Hahaha, Salas, School Master Ning was just lightening the atmosphere with you; you cannot leave now."

"Sit, sit down quickly!"

Emperor Xue Ye also spoke up at the appropriate time.

At the same time, the various academies participating in the competition also received the news that the Clear Sky Sect had been destroyed.

The news of Tang Chen's death was also spreading through the Shrek resting area.

The members of Shrek had various expressions.

Tang Chen—though they had never truly met him, rumors said he was the Clear Sky Douluo who had dominated an era, making the entire Douluo Continent pale in comparison.

He had appeared just a few days ago, yet today they received word of his death.

It was truly hard to believe.

"No~"

"Impossible."

Tang Hao's entire body trembled violently, her pale face drained of all color, and the light in her eyes collapsed.

She stumbled back several steps, her legs so weak she could barely stand.

That was the old Sect Master of her Clear Sky Sect, the last backbone of the entire Sect, the person she had looked up to since childhood as the Sect's final reliance.

Now, the backbone was broken, and the Sect's era had completely ended... no, the Sect was exterminated.

During this time, he had even thought of returning to the Clear Sky Sect to have Tang Chen help him restore his male body.

Tang Hao's eyes were bloodshot, breathing heavily like an ox, her eyes filled with tears.

Beside her, Tang San did not cry out, but his heart sank to the bottom, and for the first time, fear and panic took root.

Tang Chen was dead.

The Asura Legacy of the Asura Domain, that Asura Demon Sword that slaughtered the heavens, and the Asura God Position he had longed for and planned for step by step...

Instantly became ethereal and unreachable.

Without Tang Chen to lead the way and protect him, what would happen to the Asura Legacy? Where would the Asura Demon Sword go?

Just as Tang San's mind was in turmoil, a sudden force gripped his wrist tightly.

Tang Hao's eyes were panicked and urgent as she grabbed Tang San almost obsessively:

"Little San, quick, immediately send a message to Sea God Island and notify Senior Bo Saixi!"

Tang San's mind suddenly cleared.

That's right, Bo Saixi.

A super Douluo equally famous as Tang Chen.

With Tang Chen dead, Bo Saixi would never sit idly by; she would surely come to the Douluo Continent to seek justice for Tang Chen.

As long as Bo Saixi arrived, they would still have the protection of a super Douluo, and might even start the Sea God trials early.

If Tang Chen was dead, Bo Saixi would surely follow him, wanting to find a successor as quickly as possible; she would likely go very easy on the trials, and he, Tang San, could still become the Sea God.

At that moment, a nimble and angry figure suddenly rushed over. Xiao Wu's brow was slightly furrowed as she kicked Tang Hao in the back of the knee. Tang Hao was unprepared and her body fell directly to the ground.

"Shouting like that, your illness is acting up again!"

Xiao Wu turned and immediately shouted toward the back: "Oscar, quick, bring the medicine!"

Oscar had already prepared the medicine and came running over. Before Tang Hao could react, he shoved it directly into his mouth.

"Xiao Rou, be good, eat it. You'll be better once you've eaten it."

Tang Hao's eyes were almost spitting fire.

"Acting up my ass!"

His weakened body could not resist, and he could only look to Tang San with eyes pleading for help.

He really couldn't take any more of this medicine.

He always felt that this stuff wasn't anything good.

Tang San saw Xiao Wu's cold gaze, which seemed to say she would hit him too if he dared to interfere. Ultimately, a thousand words were stuck in Tang San's throat, and he silently turned his head, no longer looking at Tang Hao's eyes.

Tang Hao was instantly filled with despair; this 'filial' son was just watching him be bullied like this.

After the medicine was administered,

Tang Hao lay on the ground looking broken, with a complex expression.

Oscar comforted him in a soft voice.

Right then, Tang Hao suddenly sat up.

He retched for a moment, his face looking very uncomfortable.

Oscar patted his thin shoulders with concern.

"Xiao Rou, are you okay?"

Xiao Rou did not speak, only kept retching, but nothing came out.

"Little Ao, let Tang San have a look; she might be pregnant!"

Zhuqing, who had been silent, suddenly gave a soft reminder.

...

At the same time, the news of Tang Chen's fall reached the Hall of Worship.

A brief silence fell over the hall.

The Six Great Priests were filled with shock, their eyes swirling with disbelief.

That Clear Sky Douluo, who had suppressed Spirit Hall for countless years and rivaled Qian Daoliu for a lifetime, had actually met his end.

As the shock and sentiment faded, from the head of the priest seats, Qian Daoliu opened his cloudy eyes, his expression incredibly complex as countless past entanglements flashed through his mind.

He and Tang Chen were lifelong opponents and rivals, yet they were also kindred spirits who appreciated each other.

A lifetime of competition, a lifetime of confrontation, a lifetime of never yielding, and a lifetime of pursuing the same woman.

Now he was dead.

Qian Daoliu felt no wild joy or satisfaction; there were only long-drawn sighs and lamentations, regret for the departed, and a sliver of loneliness that no one else could understand.

"Tang Chen, what a pity. It takes so many years for such a powerful existence to appear, yet I didn't expect you to leave before me."

"Bo Saixi, oh Bo Saixi, I hope that after you receive the news, you do not become an enemy of my Spirit Hall."

Qian Daoliu's soft sigh settled in his heart, and worry filled his mind.

With Tang Chen dead, he felt only anxiety.

He could already guess a thing or two about the situation on Sea God Island.

It was also the situation he least wanted to face.

While Qian Daoliu was worried, the Aura of Spirit Hall was soaring.

The atmosphere throughout Spirit Hall was unprecedentedly high, and the Elders' spirits were high.

The era of Spirit Hall had completely arrived.

The Spirit Hall Spirit Master Academy was also preparing for the Spirit Master Competition.

Hu Liena, Tian Yue, Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, and Shui Binger were the members of the Golden Team.

They would represent Spirit Hall in this session of the Spirit Master Competition.

They had just finished a match and were standing together quietly discussing.

The Spirit Master war was extremely important; if Spirit Hall achieved victory again, its prestige and fame would reach their peak.

Just then, a noisy clamor came from the surroundings, and some people even cheered loudly.

"His Highness the Holy Son is here!"