Outside Heaven Dou City.
A blood-spitting figure was kicked to the ground.
Bang—!
A cloud of dust rose up.
The figure stood over two meters tall, with bulging muscles all over his body.
Most peculiar of all, his skin was exceptionally fair, crystalline like jade.
Yet at this moment, it was already covered in dense cracks.
"Vina..."
The figure painfully stretched out a hand, trying to reach ahead.
But the black-robed figure before him stepped on his wrist.
Beneath the black-robed man's feet, two yellow, two purple... and five black!
A full nine Soul Rings slowly pulsed.
He was unmistakably a Title Douluo!
And in his hand, he held a woman in a pale yellow gown by the throat, lifting her into the air with one hand.
The woman was exceedingly beautiful, with a gentle temperament, though she appeared somewhat delicate.
Especially now that her neck was being gripped, she could only weakly slap at the iron-pincer-like hand locked around her throat.
When she caught sight of the man on the ground from the corner of her eye, a tear slowly slid from her eyes.
"Aotian..."
"Aotian?"
The black-robed man sneered, grinding his foot down twice more.
"You dare call yourself Aotian?"
"Still, you two really were hard to find."
"I waited for more than half a month before you finally showed yourselves."
"Good thing I did."
"Otherwise, those useless fools in charge of this branch altar..."
The black-robed man grinned, the stench of blood nearly spilling from his mouth.
"I would've skinned them alive one by one."
Long Aotian's eyes instantly filled with blood.
Yet the black-robed man acted as though he had not seen it at all.
"I won't take your miserable life today."
"Remember this."
"If you want this woman to live, hurry back and call your