Chapter 108 125. The Promise of the Great Priest
"Oh, that's true. I almost forgot the agreement that my elder brother and Tang Chen made." Guangling Douluo tapped his temple and said with a self-blaming face, "It's easy for people to forget things when they get old. Sixth and seventh brothers, what is the agreement?"
Jiang Mo said, "It seems that after my elder brother, no one in the Spirit Hall is allowed to cross this cliff."
Guangling said distressedly, "Is that so? That's really distressing. I wanted to destroy the Rat Sect in one go."
A disciple of the Haotian Sect said, "The Spirit Hall has established itself in the world with its reputation, and it can become a holy place for soul masters on the mainland. You don't want the world to know that your Spirit Hall is untrustworthy, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, an arrow pierced through the disciple of the Haotian Sect and shot him to death on the spot.
"What a noisy rat." Guangling Douluo said impatiently.
Another disciple of Haotian Sect died. Tang Xiao's eyes turned red, and he pointed at Guang Ling with a heavy breath: "You are violating the oath of your great priest."
"Did you?" Guang Ling asked the people of the Spirit Hall behind him: "Did I cross the cliff?"
"No, the oath left by the great priest is that our people cannot cross this cliff, but it does not say that your arrows cannot be shot over it." A Spirit Hall Soul Douluo said flatteringly.
Guang Ling said to Tang Xiao: "Did you hear that? Did I violate the oath of the eldest brother!"
Tang Xiao and Tang Lie's face changed greatly. If the oath can be misinterpreted in this way, with the range of Guang Ling's spirit, their Haotian Sect ancestral land is within his range. He can shoot at anything. It is not safe at all, unless they all become bunker boys and build permanent bunkers to hide underground.
But wouldn't that really become rats?
Facing Guang Ling's arrows, some rats began to want to run and find bunkers to hide, but without exception, they were all accurately sniped by Guang Ling.
Guang Ling used death to tell these rats, don't think about running in front of me.
The rats immediately began to sweat.
At this time, Qian Jun came out and said to everyone: "Next, I want to solemnly announce something."
"Brother, please go ahead." Jiang Mo said.
"After careful consideration, I made a difficult decision. I want to withdraw from the Spirit Hall and become a free spirit master." Qian Jun said.
"That's a pity. Our Spirit Hall has lost a super Douluo." Guang Ling said helplessly.
"Brother, don't you want to consider it?" Jiang Mo said reluctantly.
Qianjun said, "Being a free spirit master has always been my dream. I have made up my mind. There is no need to mention it again."
Tang Lie and Tang Xiao stared at this in a daze. Tang Lie's brain was not able to react for a moment: "What are they doing?"
Soon, Tang Xiao came to his senses: "Not good. If Qianjun quits the Spirit Hall, he will not be considered a member of the Spirit Hall."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qianjun on the other side of the cliff jumped over the cliff and came to the side of the Haotian Sect. Qianjun sneered and said, "You are right. I, Qianjun, am not a member of the Spirit Hall now. Naturally, I am not bound by the promise of the Grand Priest."
At this moment, the disciples of the Haotian Sect on the edge of the cliff faced a level 97 Super Douluo. They sweated more and their backs became more wet.
"You, you, the Spirit Hall are shameless." Tang Xiao pointed at Qianjun and spoke incoherently.
As soon as he finished speaking, Qianjun slapped him directly, and slapped Tang Xiao into the air and spun him 360 degrees to the ground.
"Spirit Hall? What Spirit Hall? I, Qianjun, have long since quit the Spirit Hall and am a free spirit master."
At this point, the Haotian Sect has already understood that the promise made by Qian Daoliu has no binding force on the people of the Spirit Hall. Guang Ling can shoot if he wants to, and Qianjun can quit the Spirit Hall if he wants to, and join if he wants to. It cannot protect them at all. Tang Lie's eyes turned red, and he asked breathlessly: "Do you really want to do this extermination?"
Realizing that they had no way out, the rats summoned the Haotian Hammer one by one and prepared to fight to the death.
"What if I kill you rats?" Qianjun said disdainfully: "But I am not a murderer. As long as you complete my requirements, I will allow you to live here."
"What requirements?" Hearing that he could survive, Tang Lie's eyes were no longer red, and his breathing became much smoother.
Qianjun went straight to the Haotian Sect Mountain Temple behind the cliff. There was a huge stone plaque with three big characters engraved on it: Haotian Sect.
On each side was a sentence: The towering Haotian Sect, the outstanding fighting soul hammer.
"Well!" Qianjun touched his chin and said: "It's a good name, and the sentence is also a good sentence, but there is a problem."
"What problem." Tang Xiao asked with a stiff face.
"You rats don't deserve it." Qianjun said.
Hearing this, the eyes of all the disciples of Haotian Sect instantly turned red, and their breathing became rapid.
"Want to fight?" Qianjun released a terrifying soul force to suppress, causing all those who wanted to fight to fall into the abyss of fear.
Qianjun Douluo jumped up with the Panlong Stick in his hand, smashed it to pieces at the stone plaque of Haotian Sect.
Tang Xiao, Tang Lie and other disciples of Haotian Sect clenched their fists, their eyes turned red, and they watched the plaque symbolizing the glory of Haotian Sect fall to pieces.
"Old Six, take it." Guang Ling on the opposite side of the cliff directly used his soul force and threw a huge plaque from the opposite side.
Qianjun took the huge stone plaque and installed it in the original position of Haotian Sect.
The rats looked at the new plaque, and their blood surged and boiled instantly. There were three words written on the plaque: Rat Hole.
"Fuck, fight them, the Haotian Sect cannot be insulted." A brave rat raised the Haotian Hammer and smashed it towards Qianjun, but before he could reach Qianjun, he was shot dead by Guangling on the other side of the cliff.
"All the rats who want to die, stand up, I will send you off one by one." Guangling said casually, playing with the shrunken arrows in his hand.
Jiang Mo also shouted at the opposite side: "You must remember, you rats, the catastrophe today was caused by your people who killed the Pope of my Spirit Hall first. Letting you rats live here is our greatest mercy."
Jiang Mo's words also reminded the surviving rats who had forced them to this point. It was Tang Hao - did
they hate the Spirit Hall? Yes, but their hatred for the Spirit Hall was not even one thousandth of their hatred for Tang Hao.
Qianjun landed, pointed at the rats and said, "From now on, this place will be called Rat Hole. Listen to me, rats. Every year, I will leave the Spirit Hall from time to time to check on you. If I see you change these three words, don't blame me for slaughtering you rats. Do you understand?"
"I understand."
"Speak louder."
"I understand." The rats shouted in unison.
"Hahahaha, good, you are also people who know how to show respect." Qianjun laughed.