Bibi Dong would not let Tang Hao off easily.
For a time, a fierce clash erupted between the two sides.
Yet surprisingly, despite being a Titled Douluo powerhouse, Dean Tian Chen did not step forward to help.
Qin Yuan could also see two other elders from the Elder Palace present, but neither chose to intervene.
Without a doubt, they were powerhouses affiliated with the Worship Hall, eager to see Bibi Dong make a fool of herself.
But for Spirit Hall as a whole, these internal power struggles ultimately damaged its overall reputation.
Of course, Qin Yuan would not intervene either. He was not one of Spirit Hall's powerhouses, so naturally, he would not stand up for it.
As he watched the battle, he glanced at Xue Qinghe out of the corner of his eye. The latter's face was filled with anguish.
No matter how outsiders fought, Spirit Hall was ultimately the Qian Family's Spirit Hall, the estate he would inherit. Seeing it reduced to this state, his eyes filled with utter bewilderment.
Perhaps sensing someone's gaze on him, Xue Qinghe quickly restored his normal expression.
Facing Bibi Dong and Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo simultaneously was clearly too much for Tang Hao.
In particular, Bibi Dong's strength was nowhere near as simple as it appeared on the surface. Using conventional methods, Tang Hao was no match for her.
Moreover, Bibi Dong kept forcing him back, driving him away from the crowd below.
With his bargaining chips dwindling, Tang Hao knew he could not drag this out.
For now, the Worship Hall was leaving him alone, but if this continued, who could say whether it would change its mind?
Tang Hao cast a wary glance at another mountain behind Papal Mountain, then quickly withdrew his gaze and took a deep breath.
"**Seventh