They traveled without incident. Huo Yuhao hummed a little tune, looking utterly relaxed, as though all he lacked was a foxtail grass stem dangling from his mouth.
The route was not a straight twenty li, winding and twisting along the way. After passing a bend, Huo Yuhao guided the carriage onto an exceptionally straight official road stretching over two thousand meters. Large trees stood every few meters along both sides, with scattered sunlight filtering through the treetops like strands of light piercing the earth.
Strangely, there were usually quite a few carriages traveling this road, yet not a single one could be seen today.
But while Huo Yuhao appeared calm, his Spiritual Detection had already covered everything.
"Nineteen people. Heh, two Titled Douluo. They really think highly of me." Looking at the air distorted by the blazing sunlight, Huo Yuhao's awareness had long since spread throughout the area surrounding the official road.
Within the trees beyond the road, a group of people followed his advance. Their bodies were concealed beneath black robes and masks, their auras cold and sinister. Naturally, they were that group of Evil Soul Masters.
Suddenly, under the perception of Spiritual Detection, several Evil Soul Masters broke away from the group and raced toward the end of the straight official road, apparently intending to intercept Huo Yuhao there.
The remaining Evil Soul Masters brought up the rear, running alongside the carriage as it advanced.
They intended to attack from both front and rear.
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
Within the forest, Nether Thunder Douluo and Netherworld Douluo looked at the youth before them in surprise.
The two elders had originally decided that the two Titled Douluo would directly attack the target, but this youth with black-and-white hair—Dai Huabin—had chosen another method of attack.
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