Ambushed Tang Hao, Unexpected Reinforcements

Just as Qian Daoliu set off to catch up with Liu Feng and test him, Tang Hao's group on the other side encountered the interception they had long anticipated.

A faint Soul Power fluctuation swirled around Tang Hao. One hand guarded Tang San behind him, while the other held up a Soul Power protective shield, keeping the rest of the Star Luo Academy team close.

The group flew slowly beneath the clouds.

Though they were withdrawing from Spirit City, they had deliberately slowed their pace rather than leaving at high speed.

Everyone knew that Spirit Hall would never let them leave so easily. A fierce battle had long been inevitable.

Suddenly, Tang Hao's body stiffened in mid-air. The Soul Power around him instantly condensed, and his previously relaxed brows furrowed tightly. His gaze became as sharp as an eagle's, shooting straight toward the edge of the forest ahead.

Several miles ahead, at the entrance to the dense forest, a figure dressed in Spirit Hall's exclusive black robe with golden patterns leaned casually against an ancient tree.

The elder was tall and upright. Even while lazily leaning against the trunk, he radiated an oppressive aura.

The elder who had been waiting there narrowed his eyes as though resting with his eyes closed, but the faint Soul Power fluctuations around him formed an invisible net that covered the entire area.

As though sensing Tang Hao's group, the elder abruptly opened his eyes.

They were eyes seemingly cast from gold. Two blade-sharp golden rays flashed through his pupils, piercing the oppressive stillness in the air.

"Who goes there? How dare you block the path of my Clear Sky Sect?"

The Soul Power within Tang Hao's dantian surged, and his voice made the leaves below rustle.

"I am the Second Worship of Spirit Hall—Titled