Almost without exception, everyone present raised their hands!
The motion passed unanimously!
"I refuse to accept this! You worthless trash, fight me one-on-one if you dare!"
Tang Chen had no strength left.
Tang Hao was still hurling abuse.
The future he had seen was completely different from the present.
Jiang Ming!
May you die a wretched death!
"Passed unanimously!"
"On behalf of every soul master on the continent, I sentence you both to death! To be carried out immediately!"
Jiang Ming slowly raised his right hand.
Invisible spatial power instantly enveloped Tang Chen and Tang Hao, sweeping them into the air.
"I won't die! I'll become the master of this world! How could I possibly die here?!"
Tang Hao glared viciously at Jiang Ming, wishing he could slice him into a thousand pieces.
"The master of this world? So the Three-Eyed Golden Lion's power of fate actually fell into your hands?"
"Then did the future you saw show you how you would die?"
Jiang Ming raised his right hand and pressed down hard in midair!
Rumble!
An earth-shaking roar erupted!
Two clouds of crimson blood mist showered down from the air!
The two supreme powerhouses who had once shaken Douluo.
Tang Chen the demigod and Tang Hao the Super Douluo had not left even a sliver of bone behind.
"Haozi, did you see the vision of yourself dying without even a corpse left?"
A playful smile appeared at the corner of Jiang Ming's mouth.
The power of fate?
Some beings had transcended the timeline and were simply beyond the power of fate's ability to observe.
Just then.
A mass of dark golden energy emerged from Tang Hao's blood mist.
"Could this be..."
A profound gleam flashed in Jiang Ming's eyes as he beckoned toward that golden light.
Time passed