Feeling the astonishing pressure erupting from Zhongli Wu, everyone present went pale, finding it difficult even to breathe.
Yet Huo Yuhao remained unmoved. He folded his arms across his chest and watched the scene before him with great interest.
Then he slowly spoke, his tone as calm as though he were greeting an old acquaintance:
"Cult Master Zhongli..."
"Long time no see!"
The instant Zhongli Wu saw Huo Yuhao's cold, stern face, his expression changed drastically and his pupils contracted sharply.
"You are... Huo Yuhao?"
"Why are you here?!"
Warning bells blared in Zhongli Wu's mind.
It was not that he was cowardly. Huo Yuhao's achievements some time ago had simply been too shocking.
He had bisected Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao at the waist—a Limit Douluo standing at the pinnacle of the age!
What kind of monster could accomplish such a thing?
He immediately spread his immense spiritual power outward like a tidal wave, frantically searching for the Akatsuki leader, Uchiha Madara, to see whether he was hiding nearby.
The corner of Huo Yuhao's mouth curled up. Seeing through his thoughts, he slowly said:
"What is it, Cult Master Zhongli?"
"Didn't you personally invite me back then?"
"Now that I've come in person, you're not welcoming me instead?"
There was mockery in Huo Yuhao's voice.
"Or is it..."
"Because I just personally sent that Evil Phoenix Douluo to hell?"
Boom!
Upon hearing those words, Zhongli Wu's reason was completely swallowed by fury. His eyes turned bloodshot.
"Good, good, good!"
"So you're the brat behind this!"
When his spiritual power had swept through the area earlier, he had already confirmed that the only Akatsuki members in this basement were Huo Yuhao and that angel Soul Master, Yu Mengdi.
As for Uchiha Madara, the unfathomably powerful Akatsuki leader, there was not