Tang Sect Hero Hall

"Lao Tang? Lao Tang?"

Tang Wulin called out repeatedly in his spiritual world, but Tang San seemed to have gone offline and gave no further response.

Left with no choice, Tang Wulin could only withdraw from his spiritual world.

The bus sped along, soon entering the outskirts of Eastsea City.

The moment Su Mo saw the metal sign ahead reading "Donghai Soul Guidance Technology Park" through the window, he immediately guessed Wu Zhangkong's destination.

If nothing unexpected happened, Wu Zhangkong was taking them to the Tang Sect branch in Eastsea City.

As one of the Sun Moon Federation's three top powers, the Tang Sect had established its own branch halls in every city throughout the Federation.

Tang Wulin looked around the park like a curious child, his eyes filled with wonder.

Although Donghai Soul Guidance Technology Park was located on the outskirts of Donghai City, it was no less bustling than the city center.

The only difference was that the high-rises lining the roads were spaced farther apart and felt less cramped, while the streets were just as packed with traffic and crowds as downtown.

It was even hailed as "the heart of Eastsea City," gathering all of Eastsea City's high-tech enterprises. There were even rumors that it had factories specifically dedicated to producing mechas.

Just as Su Mo had expected, after making several turns, the bus finally came to a steady stop before a small dark-blue building.

The entire exterior was covered in dark-blue glass, gleaming faintly beneath the sunlight like a tranquil sapphire embedded amid a jungle of steel and concrete.

Compared to the towering, imposing skyscrapers throughout the park, the little building before them seemed exceptionally insignificant.

Yet upon closer inspection, every line on its walls carried an indescribable sense of refinement.

"Teacher Wu, where is this? Why is no one here?"

Looking at the empty entrance ahead, Tang Wulin curiously turned to Wu Zhangkong.

Wu Zhangkong did not answer. Instead, he stepped forward and pressed a hand against the glass.

A flash of bright blue light passed by, and a projection abruptly lit up. The voice that spoke carried a hint of teasing. "Yo! Long time no see, Donghai Xiao Changkong."

Ignoring the other party's mockery, Wu Zhangkong merely said coldly, "Open the door. Now."

"Xiao Changkong, after all this time, you're still just as boring."

Before Wu Zhangkong could flare up, a soft ding sounded, and the glass doors slowly slid apart to either side.

"Donghai Xiao Changkong? That name is way too adorably dumb!"

Following behind Wu Zhangkong, Xie Xie quietly complained to Tang Wulin.

Suddenly, Xie Xie felt an icy chill at his neck. Looking up, he saw Wu Zhangkong staring at him with an unfriendly expression.

Under Wu Zhangkong's death glare, Xie Xie shuddered and hurriedly straightened up. "Teacher Wu, I didn't say anything just now."

Wu Zhangkong gave Xie Xie a cold glance without saying a word.

Beyond the glass doors was a huge, empty room. The pure white floor and dark-blue walls complemented each other. Though the two colors should not have matched at all, they somehow looked perfectly harmonious here.

With a wave of Wu Zhangkong's hand, a floating metal platform swiftly flew over, carrying four metal wristbands.

"Put them on."

Wu Zhangkong glanced at Su Mo and gave the terse order.

For once, Su Mo did not argue with Wu Zhangkong. He picked up a wristband and put it on.

Seeing Su Mo put on the wristband without hesitation, Xie Xie curiously looked at Wu Zhangkong. "Teacher Wu, what is this?"

Before Wu Zhangkong could answer, Su Mo answered for him. "They're identity verification wristbands. Without one, the defense system in this building will treat you as intruders and eliminate you."

Wu Zhangkong gave Su Mo a surprised look, then nodded in acknowledgment.

Xie Xie exclaimed, "That sounds ridiculously awesome!"

Once everyone had put on a wristband, Wu Zhangkong said, "Stay close," and led Su Mo and the others deeper into the room.

At the far end of the room was a winding passageway. After several turns and another glass door, a flash of white light appeared, and Wu Zhangkong, who was walking at the front, suddenly vanished.

Wu Zhangkong's sudden disappearance made Tang Wulin and the other three instinctively stop.

Tang Wulin, Gu Yue, and Xie Xie all looked like country bumpkins who had never seen the world, leaving Su Mo utterly speechless.

It was understandable that Tang Wulin and Xie Xie did not know any better, given the limits of their experience.

But Gu Yue was publicly known as Leng Yaozhu's disciple, yet even she did not know this. That was simply inhuman.

"This is Tang Sect spatial technology. I think the upcoming test should be related to the Tang Sect's independently developed Hero Hall."

"Spatial technology? I thought it still wasn't mature yet?"

"And what the hell is Hero Hall?"

Xie Xie fired off his questions like a barrage, but as he spoke, he realized something was wrong.

"Wait, you said this is the Tang Sect?"

"The Tang Sect that, together with Shrek and the Spirit Pagoda, is known as the Continental Iron Triangle?"

Xie Xie's voice suddenly rose several pitches.

Before Su Mo could speak, Wu Zhangkong's voice came from all directions. "Enough. This is not the time for chatting. If you have questions, wait until the assessment is over. You four, take a step forward."

In front of the control console, Wu Zhangkong looked at Su Mo on the screen and frowned slightly.

Originally, he had planned to use Hero Hall to spark Tang Wulin and the others' interest first, then reveal the existence of the Tang Sect and recruit them into it.

But now, thanks to Su Mo's explanation, all his careful preparations had gone to waste.

At that moment, Wu Zhangkong was even beginning to regret bringing Su Mo here.

He had not intended to bring Su Mo in the first place. Judging from Su Mo's conduct and knowledge, he definitely would not join the Tang Sect.

But since Su Mo's origins remained a complete mystery, Wu Zhangkong had reluctantly brought him along.

Here, Wu Zhangkong could record every detail of Su Mo's battle within Hero Hall.

When the time came, all he had to do was upload footage of Su Mo's battle to the Tang Sect Headquarters server. With the resources of Tang Sect Headquarters, uncovering the power behind Su Mo would be an effortless task.

Hero Hall was a technology independently developed by the Tang Sect. It simulated Tang Sect members from past generations using all sorts of data, giving Tang Sect members a place to gain real combat experience.

However, those people in the Tang Sect blindly glorified their ancestors, increasing the simulated Soul Masters' strength severalfold. Yet they still stubbornly claimed to the public that they had only reproduced seventy percent of their predecessors' strength.

As a result, the Tang Sect's Hero Hall was mockingly called the "Tang Sect Hero Hall" by people from other organizations.

I hope this won't affect Tang Wulin and the others joining the Tang Sect.

Wu Zhangkong quietly muttered to himself.

The moment Su Mo took a step into the area where Wu Zhangkong had vanished, his entire body was immediately enveloped by a strange energy.

Su Mo was not unfamiliar with this strange energy. On the contrary, he knew it well. This was exactly how it had felt when he first used Flying Thunder God.

Wrapped within that strange energy, a flash of white light appeared, and Su Mo's figure instantly vanished.

Tang Wulin and the others stared at one another after watching Su Mo suddenly disappear. Then, gathering their courage, they stepped forward one by one.

"So this is the space the Tang Sect opened up for Hero Hall?"

After being transported over, Su Mo looked at the dark-blue ceiling and floor before him, a trace of amazement flashing across his face.

Douluo Continent's development of spatial technology had completely exceeded his expectations.

To create an independent space out of thin air that would not collapse was something only a handful of people in Naruto could accomplish.