Dark clouds blanketed the sky, with lightning flashing endlessly within them. What was a sea of thunder? It was on full display now. Lightning enveloped the entire Soul Tool Aircraft. Flying in such weather was impossible. The pilot could only carefully search for an opportunity to descend, because he had realized that navigation was completely impossible in this weather.
"Dear passengers, due to a sudden change in weather, the Soul Tool Aircraft may experience some turbulence. Please do not worry." The pilot sent out an announcement to reassure the anxious passengers aboard the aircraft.
At that moment, Hu Haoran stood atop the Soul Tool Aircraft. Facing him from afar was the Evil Soul Master from the Evil Soul Tower who called himself an elder.
"Our Evil Soul Tower has planned this operation for so long and kept it so confidential, yet you ruined it in the end. Is there a traitor within the Evil Soul Tower, or did you merely happen to run into us and decide to do some foolish deed like eliminating evil for the people?" The elder stared at Hu Haoran. He held a long spear in his hand, and it emanated an incomparably wicked power.
The elder wore a suit, his white hair neatly slicked against his head. He had groomed himself meticulously, making it clear that he was a very detail-oriented man. Judging from his appearance, he even possessed something of an immortal bearing. Anyone unaware of his true identity would have taken him for a kindly old grandfather.
Not long ago, Hu Haoran had used the communication Soul Tool employed within the Evil Soul Tower to directly lure the elder onto the roof of the Soul Tool Aircraft. Since things had reached this final stage, he intended to fight this Soul Douluo. His thinking