"Haha. Withdraw the troops? That isn't something I get to decide." Xie Xue sneered and shook his head, turning his gaze toward Xue Ye's bedchamber. "You'd better take a look at your old friend first."
"Old friend?" Niu Gao froze.
Suddenly, a familiar aura emerged from the palace, its owner striding out slowly.
Grizzled hair and beard, a muscular body that barely seemed human.
It was none other than Yang Wudi and the others' old acquaintance.
"Old ape, it's you!" Bai He's eyes were filled with shock. The man before them was their former friend, Titan, the patriarch of the Strength Clan!
What shocked Bai He and the others was not only Titan's appearance, but also his cultivation.
"Old ape, you actually became a Title Douluo!" Yang Wudi's eyes were grave. A purely strength-based Title Douluo was absolutely troublesome to deal with!
"Yes! I never thought that, at my age, I would still be able to break through into a realm that had once been beyond my reach." Titan's body, over two meters tall, stood upright. Beneath his feet were nine Spirit Rings—two yellow, two purple, and five black. A thick stench of blood drifted from him, along with a heavy aura of death. His bell-like eyes were bloodshot as he roared, "I will make the murderer pay the price! No matter the cost!"
"So, he really did burn away his life and become a Fallen One?" Dugu Bo narrowed his eyes. Anyone could see Titan's current condition. He had aged far too much compared to before; he likely did not have many years left to live.
"Old ape, why put yourself through this?" Niu Gao shook his head helplessly. "For Tang Hao, who is already dead? Have you forgotten how the Clear Sky Sect abandoned us back then?!"
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