Papal Palace Council Hall.
"Has Tang Hao already returned to Clear Sky Sect?"
Pope Qian Xunji quietly looked at the Red-Robed Bishop kneeling before him, while Jin Zhong and Silver Hammer, the two Personal Guard Douluo, stood guard at his side.
The Red-Robed Bishop said respectfully, "Yes, His Holiness the Pope. According to reliable information, Tang Hao has already fought his way out of Slaughter City and returned to Clear Sky Sect three days ago."
"Interesting. He truly is worthy of being Tang Chen's grandson."
After a brief flicker of surprise, Qian Xunji stopped caring much.
So what if he had obtained Divine Slaughter's Domain?
In the end, Tang Hao was still only a Soul Emperor, with a mere six soul rings. His strength was probably not even comparable to his disciple, Bibi Dong. As for talent, there was even less to say. The two were nearly ten years apart in age, yet Bibi Dong's soul power was gradually catching up to Tang Hao's. Surpassing him was only a matter of time.
"His Holiness the Pope, in truth, this subordinate feels that Tang Hao is nothing impressive."
This Red-Robed Bishop seemed quite skilled at reading expressions.
"Oh? Tell me."
Hearing this, Qian Xunji instantly became interested.
"From what this subordinate knows, Tang Hao seemed to have been brought back by Tang Bai, Second Elder of Clear Sky Sect. It is said that on the way back to Clear Sky Sect, they passed through a small town. He competed with someone over a woman and ended up being defeated by several people who only had the cultivation of Soul King and Soul Ancestor. If not for consideration of Tang Hao's identity, he would likely have been beaten to death by those people long ago."
There was no wall in the world