At this moment, in the Hell Slaughter Arena.
Tang Hao sat in the stands, watching Zhao Zilong display his might below. A cold smile curled across his lips. After waiting here for so many days, Zhao Zilong had finally shown himself.
"Winner, 4321."
Zhao Zilong was breathing slightly heavily. As he felt the Killing Intent of all nine opponents merge into his body, the violent feeling within him intensified once more.
At that moment, the Slaughter Emissary approached with a cup of Yellow Springs Dew. Zhao Zilong took it directly, and after taking a sip, his previously restless heart calmed considerably.
"Be careful from here on out, Asura King." The Slaughter Emissary gave Zhao Zilong a seductive smile.
Everything that followed unfolded just as Bibi Dong had predicted. The moment Zhao Zilong left the Hell Slaughter Arena, Tang Hao attempted to assassinate him. However, the instant Tang Hao made his move, Bibi Dong acted as well.
What followed was a battle between Bibi Dong, a Titled Douluo, and Tang Hao, a Soul Douluo.
However, after exchanging several rounds with Bibi Dong, Tang Hao immediately fled. Bibi Dong refused to let him go and promptly gave chase.
She pursued him from the City of Slaughter all the way outside it. For ordinary soul masters, entering the City of Slaughter meant the only exit was through Hell Road. But Gods of Slaughter were different; they could return through the entrance.
And the City of Slaughter had many entrances, making it impossible for Bibi Dong to lie in ambush for Tang Hao.
After several hours of pursuit, Bibi Dong still allowed Tang Hao to escape. She could not help sighing regretfully. "Tang Hao is still Tang Hao. Even with only the Soul Power of a Soul Douluo left, he is still this powerful."