Before Xiang Tai could have much time to think, Tuoba San had already gripped the Human Emperor Sword and was charging towards the edge of the formation with all his might…

All obstacles and forces along the way vanished like melting snow...

boom…

When the Emperor's Sword in Tuoba San's hand touched the edge of the formation, a huge collision sound followed...

The blinding light from the explosion made it impossible to open one's eyes...

Everyone heard the sound of shattering. Faced with Tuoba San's powerful attack, the formation only lasted for less than three breaths before cracks appeared...

Cracks continued to spread, like a spider web covering the entire edge of the formation…

boom…

Another deafening explosion rang out, and the Eight Gates Soul-Locking Formation, hailed as one of the strongest killing formations, was broken by Tuoba San with overwhelming power...

Pfft…

Xiang Tai suffered a backlash; the shock to his internal organs was too much for him to bear, and blood gushed out as if it were free…

It looked so miserable, which he found hard to accept…

How can one achieve power that is a hundred times greater than that of others of the same level?

What kind of monster did he offend? If he weren't in the Qingyun Sect, if he weren't Xiang Daoren's nephew, wouldn't he have died long ago for provoking Tuoba San like that?

Tuoba San stood in mid-air like a war god, his violent aura already subsided. Now that the formation had been broken, there was no need to maintain his explosive state, as it would cause him great harm. This was a trump card he only used when he was fighting desperately...

Even so, no one dared to underestimate him; the mere display of two-star power had already proven Tuoba San's combat strength…

Tuoba San has seven identical stars. They can't imagine what it would be like if Tuoba San unleashed the power of the seven stars. Perhaps even the God of War would be nothing more than a foil to him...

"You've lost..."

Tuoba San's words were like a divine decree, causing Xiang Taiyan to lose his last shred of psychological defense...

He suddenly understood many things, except that his initial trouble-making with Xuanshan and Baizu was within his control...

After I appeared, everything spiraled out of his control, and not only that, he fell deeper and deeper into the trap I had set for him…

Now he not only has to run a lap naked in front of the sect, but he also has to kneel down and bark like a dog ten times in front of everyone…

This punishment was worse than death for him. He was a prodigy admired by everyone, and the hope of his sect elders. But after today, all of that would become a disgrace…

He glared at me angrily, seemingly venting his frustration...

"Watch your attitude; show respect to my father..."

Tuoba San's voice was like the cold winter wind, biting and piercing, making Xiang Tai shudder...

"Hey you, are you planning to fulfill your bet first, or have a third round?"

Hearing my words, Xiang Taiyan wanted to tear my mouth apart. He really knew how to rub salt in the wound. Did we even need to continue the match? It was a best-of-three series, and I had already lost two matches. What was the point of the last match except to stall for time?

And if he loses the third game, he'll become a complete joke...

"I…"

Xiang Tai wanted to say he didn't want either of them, but Tuoba San was looking down at him from high above, putting immense pressure on him and making him afraid to utter a word of refusal...

But he was extremely unwilling to honor the bet; it was simply too humiliating…

"That's enough..."

The voice of Daoist Xiang came from afar, but at that moment, the voice of Qingyunzi also rang out.

"Sect Master, what do you mean by this? Didn't you say that this was just a minor squabble by the juniors, and that we, as elders, should not interfere? Why are you angry?"

Master Xiang nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. These were the words he had just said when he stopped Qingyunzi from intervening, and unexpectedly, Qingyunzi had returned them verbatim…

This left him speechless for a moment, but that was his nephew. Whether he ran laps or not didn't matter, but the fact that he was barking like a dog had a huge impact on the Xiang family line...

If people see him in the future, they'll probably say he's that dog's uncle, which is embarrassing...

"Ancestor, this man is my nephew, I..."

Xiang Daoren wanted to say that he was merely trying to save face, but Qingyunzi wouldn't listen to his explanation at all and interrupted him directly.

"Don't you, as the sect leader, have any principles at all? If you act so favoritistically, do you still deserve to be the sect leader?"

These words were quite harsh, causing Xiang Daoren's expression to change. Qing Yunzi had also added spiritual power to his words, so the entire sect could hear them…

Especially the disciples at the sect's main gate, they were witnesses to the events. They saw everything and naturally knew what was going on. If Daoist Xiang truly favored Xiang Taiyan, they wouldn't say anything, but they would definitely feel the same way, fearing that one day the same injustice would befall them...

With just a few words, Xiang Daoren lost the hearts of the people, and the hearts of the people are the most unpredictable. Originally, they resisted the return of the ancestors, but they will gradually turn to support them, because the unfair treatment will make them feel that only by following the ancestors can they regain the lost fairness...

"Ancestor, I acted impulsively. It's just that my own nephew was so humiliated, it was hard not to feel agitated..."

Upon hearing Xiang Daoren's sophistry, Qingyunzi immediately retorted.

"Hmph! Don't you know whether you've been humiliated or not? From beginning to end, it was your nephew who was provoking you; Tuoba Keqing and his son were just passively accepting it..."

What? When did my Qingyun Sect become a domineering sect that only allows bullying and forbids resistance? Following your logic, the Qingyun Sect will be wiped out sooner or later…”

These words were undeniably harsh, causing everyone's expressions to change. For they were the truth: the demise of any sect stemmed from the arrogance and complacency of its disciples…

Master Xiang's expression changed repeatedly. He hadn't expected to shoot himself in the foot like this, and now he couldn't even refute it...

It's unclear what Daoist Xiang whispered to Xiang Taiyan, but Xiang Taiyan's face turned extremely pale, and his eyes revealed fear...

He glanced at Tuoba San, seemingly making a difficult decision...

I let out a cold laugh. Even though I hadn't heard their telepathic communication, I could already guess what they were saying. They definitely wanted to have a third round...

While everyone remained silent, Xiang Tai couldn't withstand the pressure from his uncle and gritted his teeth, saying...

"Tuoba San, I want to make one last bet with you. If you lose, our bet is null and void. If I lose, I will not only fulfill the bet, but also compensate you with a divine-grade magic weapon. How about it?"

Tuoba San looked down on divine-grade magic weapons, after all, he already possessed far too many treasures, so he didn't want to accept this bet...