At the foot of the mountain, on the side of the Soul Hall.
"Elder Chrysanthemum..."
Before the person in front could finish his sentence, Yue Guan waved his hand, gave a strange smile, and said with a serious face, "Hehehe..."
"Call me Protector Chrysanthemum!"
"We are now members of the Soul Hall. The position of an elder in the Spirit Hall is a thing of the past."
For some reason, Yue Guan felt that being a protector in the Soul Hall was much more enjoyable than being an elder in the Spirit Hall.
Another signature laugh.
He felt as though he had truly let loose.
Hearing this, the corners of everyone's eyes twitched, but they didn't say much.
They were now also protectors of the Soul Hall...
As for the position of Soul Hall Master, no one was currently in it. If things didn't go smoothly, Bibi Dong would personally step in to take the position of Hall Master.
"Protector Chrysanthemum, all the protectors, now that the Clear Sky Sect has become a turtle in a jar, we are unable to cross the natural chasm to annihilate them."
There was no helping it. The Clear Sky Sect had severed the iron chains connecting several mountains, and they simply couldn't get across. Soul masters who could fly were no match for the members of the Clear Sky Sect.
"What should we do?"
Hearing this, everyone fell into deep thought.
Yes, what should they do?
Could they really spend a few years here, locked in a stalemate with the Clear Sky Sect?
Clearly, that was impossible.
"I have a plan that could force the Clear Sky Sect to come down the mountain and fight us to the death."
Suddenly, Gui Mei spoke up.
However, his expression was extremely grave, as if this plan, though effective, would ruin his reputation.
"Oh? What brilliant idea does Protector Gui have?"
Ghost Leopard asked, seeing Gui Mei's troubled expression, he was filled with curiosity.
"Alas, in all my years of roaming the Douluo Continent, I have experienced countless battles, but never have I resorted to such underhanded methods."
"Once this method is used, future battles between soul masters may descend into the depths of depravity, and I, Gui Mei, will become a sinner for the ages..."
Gui Mei still wore a grave expression, explaining the consequences.
Within the Spirit Hall, although everyone wasn't particularly united and factions were divided, they were all on the same side.
Once Gui Mei finished speaking, everyone seemed to understand something.
Resorting to any means necessary, huh.
Even in wars between soul masters, battles were conducted using formations and overwhelming force to make the enemy submit.
But Gui Mei's words were like a wake-up call, enlightening everyone.
Yes, whoever proposed this plan would be forever recorded in the annals of history, not as a hero but as a villain.
This wasn't a display of a soul master's abilities but a change in the way battles were fought, reverting to the most primitive tactics.
Soul masters generally didn't use their brains much; even when they did, they were thinking about how to win with the least amount of soul power.
For a long time, no one urged Gui Mei to reveal his plan, as they all knew what it was and understood the burden he would have to bear if he did.
"Let me do it," Yue Guan waved his hand and spoke up.
He didn't want his good brother to carry such a burden. The bond between the Chrysanthemum and Ghost was one of shared glory and mutual loss.
"Chrysanthemum, Elder Gui, all elders, let me do it."
"I am eighty-six years old and unable to break through to the Titled Douluo realm. If I want to leave a mark in history, I can't do it."
"Having me do this is the best option."
A red-robed deacon who valued honor more than life itself spoke up.
A gentleman knows what to do and what not to do.
For the greater cause of the Spirit Hall, he was willing to carry this infamy.
Everyone fell silent, even Gui Mei, who had proposed the plan, was silent now.
Not everyone was like Du Gu Bo, willing to carry the infamy of millennia for the sake of "good brothers."
Honor was more important than life for many, especially those who cherished their reputations as Titled Douluos.
But this infamy had to be borne by someone...
"Your sacrifice is noble!" The Titled Douluo exchanged glances and saluted the man.
"Call me Protector!" Everyone: "..."
Indeed, the red-robed deacon of the Soul Saint level was also a protector.
The next day, at the foot of the mountain where the Clear Sky Sect resided, piles of dry wood and freshly cut trees were stacked.
Freshly cut trees were not suitable for burning due to their high moisture content, but they produced a lot of smoke!
Moreover, there was green liquid mixed in the dry wood, poison!
Although they hadn't started yet, everyone knew the fate of the Clear Sky Sect.
"Wind-type soul masters, ready!"
Without wind-type soul masters controlling the direction, these things would only harm their own people. But with wind-type soul masters controlling the direction, it was different.
"Fire-type soul masters, ready!"
"Reporting, everyone is ready!"
Although there were soul masters mixed in, this was not a soul master's method.
Such a poisonous plan would make the planner the target of thousands of curses and the scorn of the people.
Burning the mountain!
Because the mountain was too high, they resorted to poisonous smoke!
Not only was it an affront to heaven, but it also violated human ethics.
"Set the fire!"
"Set the fire!"
As the command was given, all fire-type soul masters began using their soul skills to ignite the dry wood, while wind-type soul masters prepared to prevent the smoke from spreading.
As time passed, a raging fire broke out at the foot of the Clear Sky Sect, with billowing black, gray, and green smoke rising into the sky.
People who saw this from afar couldn't help but feel their scalps tingle.
The Soul Hall had finally resorted to the most forbidden method.
Clear Sky Sect, when everyone felt the temperature rise and smoke swirl around them, their faces changed.
"How dare they!"
Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.
Burning the mountain was something they had considered but never thought the Spirit Hall would resort to.
After all, the Spirit Hall was supposed to uphold justice and righteousness, and would never use such despicable methods.
Yet, in just half a month, the Spirit Hall had taken such actions.
And what was even more vicious was that the smoke was toxic!
Not all members of the Clear Sky Sect were soul masters; there were ordinary people among them who died from the poison within moments.
There were even children who had just awakened their martial souls and couldn't hold their breath for long.
"I see now!"
"I know why they used the Soul Hall to attack the Clear Sky Sect!"
Yes, everyone understood now.
Without using the Spirit Hall's name, doing such things would be convenient and without consequences.
After all, it was the Soul Hall's doing and had nothing to do with the Spirit Hall.
They could even "eliminate" the Soul Hall afterward to gain prestige.
What a cunning plan.
"There's no other choice but to fight!"
"Kill!"
There was no helping it. If the Soul Hall continued to burn like this, although it wouldn't kill the strong, it would destroy the future of the Clear Sky Sect.
They had to act decisively and fight!