Spirit Hall Arrives

This sudden turn of events left not only Zhao Xuan and the others stunned—even Hu Yanzhen seemed somewhat dumbfounded. What the hell was that thing?

Several pairs of eyes immediately swung toward Hu Yanzhen. His gaze was filled with uncertainty and alarm; clearly, he had no idea what had happened either.

Then Hu Yanzhen's entire body stiffened as he suddenly realized the severity of the consequences. Since the Black Robe Figure had slipped away, didn't that mean he had to face Zhao Xuan and the others alone?

At the thought, his hill-like Diamond Mammoth true form began to tremble. When he turned his head, he found three pairs of eyes fixed squarely on him, just as expected. He could not help swallowing with difficulty.

Damn Spirit Hall! When the hell are you people getting here?!

Hu Yanzhen cursed furiously in his heart. These Spirit Hall bastards were truly black-hearted. It was one thing to use him, but the reinforcements they had promised were nowhere to be seen after all this time. He was even beginning to wonder whether contacting Spirit Hall had been the right choice at all.

Just then, a long howl suddenly rang out in the distance. Immediately afterward, Zhao Xuan's divine sense detected more than a dozen powerful fluctuations. Every one of them possessed at least Soul Douluo-level strength. The pressure they emitted together was so overwhelming that it even distorted Zhao Xuan's divine sense.

"Eight Titled Douluo in total! Ten Soul Douluo!"

Everything within the coverage of Zhao Xuan's divine sense was transmitted into everyone's minds through the divine sense network. Even Ning Fengzhi, who was usually so composed, drew a sharp breath. The light in his eyes flickered uncertainly. Spirit Hall was even more powerful than he had imagined.

A sense of concern rose in