Leaving the bamboo courtyard of the Clear Sky Sect, Tang San and Lin Zhixia followed the clues Tang Hao had sent earlier and headed straight for Heaven Dou City—the Strength Clan's residence stood in the south of the city, a grand estate of blue bricks and dark tiles, with two burly men wielding giant hammers stationed at its gates year-round, radiating the same fierce, powerful aura as the Clear Sky Sect.
They had barely arrived at the gates when they saw a broad-built old man directing his clansmen as they unloaded Soul Tools. His beard and hair were white, yet his back remained straight as a ramrod. When his right hand clenched into a fist, his knuckles gleamed with a metallic sheen. He was none other than Tai Tan, chieftain of the Strength Clan. Tang San paused and took out a token he had prepared long ago from his Ruyi Hundred Treasures Pouch—a Black Iron Token engraved with the character "Hao." Tang Hao had specifically given it to him as proof of identity.
"Who goes there?" Tai Tan sensed the movement and spun around. The Soul Power of a level 91 Defense System Titled Douluo burst outward, kicking up the dust before the gates. Lin Zhixia slightly spread her Star Orbit Shadow Wing and stood at Tang San's side, her Star Breath Perception sweeping over him—his Soul Power was formidable, but he bore no hostility. He was clearly wary, not an enemy.
Tang San stepped forward and raised the Black Iron Token, his voice steady. "Senior Tai Tan, this junior is Tang San. I have come on the orders of my father, Tang Hao."
"Tang Hao?" Tai Tan's gaze fell upon the token, and his pupils abruptly contracted. He strode forward, his fingertips trembling as they traced the markings on