Night, outside Heaven Dou City.
The clamor within Heaven Dou City seemed audible even from the Silent Forest.
Tang Hao's coarse black beard was longer than his fingernails. His weathered eyes, filled with exhaustion and terror, stared at Heaven Dou City more than ten miles away, brightly lit beneath the night sky.
People on the main road had lit lanterns, while some carriages were equipped with illuminating Soul Tools.
They linked the road into a warm yellow line that stretched all the way beyond sight.
Tang Hao was afraid. He was terrified.
He wanted to take his son Tang San away, leave for somewhere no one knew of, and cultivate in secret.
Tang Hao did not know who was opposing him, who had stolen Ah Yin's Spirit Bone, or how they had carried off the entire Blue Silver Forest.
Why... why had they done this?
Why were they targeting his father and son?!
He could not understand it. He was a Titled Douluo, the ninety-fourth-ranked Clear Sky Douluo. There were almost no people in the world stronger than him.
Chen Xin of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Bibi Dong of Spirit Hall, certain old immortals of the Star Luo Empire...
Or... Qian Daoliu...!
Tang Hao's entire body trembled. At last, he understood. It could only have been Qian Daoliu, the lifelong enemy of his grandfather Tang Chen—Qian Daoliu, who had likely already become a peerless Rank Ninety-Nine powerhouse!
That meant... all his plans had been seen through.
Like someone toying with an insect, Qian Daoliu was secretly mocking him.
Was that why Qian Daoliu had not simply killed him and Tang San?
Did he want to ridicule the powerlessness of his revenge plan?
Despair filled Tang Hao's heart.
That was his grandfather's lifelong enemy. His grandfather had been unable